Lyrics

[Verse 1] Left hand – Pierre, right hand – Dom P Pop a green by Ciroc, pour it on the dime-piece Pay just got that label, that's the only man can sign me A nigga from the six, I no longer claim the side-streets Too busy countin' money, got no time for no IG It's 12, I'll post it when I'm done, right around 3 Posed in the club with a dub, bitches hound me I came in this bitch naked, Ion see how they found me Maybe they smelt the whiff of a real one Your babymama let me fuck when the bills come Highschool, you was a bitch, and you still one I took a loss, bounced right back, and I still won You broke, nigga, you look so ready to steal some' I got it all, from big faces to lil' hunids If you ain't BYLUG, I ain't cool with you, I'm through with you 'cause shit ain't been the same since the funeral [Chorus] Most of these niggas just talk You can tell I'm really 'bout it how I walk I know a way for me to bring the bitch out you Pull out a stack of hunids, smack the shit you Most of these niggas just talk You can tell I'm really 'bout it how I walk I know a way for me to bring the bitch out you Pull out a stack of hunids, smack the shit you [Verse 2] Left hand – five G's, right hand – another five "Kid, is you happy to see me?" That's just a gun of mine Niggas told on they man, but me? I would've done the time Snitch ass nigga, Ion wanna hear another rhyme No more "Free B Smith," boy, it's 'bout fuckin' time This rap shit ain't shit, it's just another grind Left my old bitch in the past, but now, she wonder why And tell my new bitch, "Ion come with time" Wanna be down for a come-up, cuz? But the last nigga forgot the way you jumped off Then, through it all, got scarred up, and brushed off blood My mans disinfect shit, he done fucked up, love What's up, cuz? I rep the Westside of the city Your bitch got my name on the left side of her titty I can hit the mall and buy it all with no biggie Just to show you ain't fuckin' with me [Chorus] Most of these niggas just talk You can tell I'm really 'bout it how I walk I know a way for me to bring the bitch out you Pull out a stack of hunids, smack the shit you Most of these niggas just talk You can tell I'm really 'bout it how I walk I know a way for me to bring the bitch out you Pull out a stack of hunids, smack the shit you