Pretty Penny

Lyrics

[Intro] Skrt, Outwest shit, 290 shit, nigga, you know how we rocking, nigga Straight gang shit Get yo' guns up, get yo' funds up You on that opp shit, get mopsticked Boochie Gang, ay, ay [Verse] You playing with that merch, you fuck around get robbed My shooters stalk you out, they sleeping in your yard Ch-check out my wrist, it cost a pretty penny These bitches I got plenty, I already fucked too many Baby, I'm a dope dealer, just let me know how many I'm a young gorilla, monkey [?] up on my city Chopper beat a nigga up, they'll catch a uppercut Baby eat a nigga up, she catch a nigga nut She says she want a date, I wanna fuck her face First I look you up, then I find your place The police pulled me over, and smelled the weed on her Old school Chevy, big box motor Lud Foe take your bitch, he just my report He say he don't fuck with me and I don't even know him Bailed out that van, Michael [?] bullets throwing You might get fanned, hit yo' mans when we blow I pull up on your block, my shorty grab the wheel And I'mma show these motherfuckers how to do it trill We riding with them steels, rolling up 'em pills I'm a sax filled chopper, heard this chopper from the mill Fuck the cops, get put in a box You fuck with the opps, selling rocks Pockets filled with knots, riding 'round with jocks Squeezing triggers, only Lord knows, I did that a lot Fucking thots, all these hoes going, can't tell me they not Balmains filled with 50 G's, bitch, this shit cost Dripping sauce, I'm big Gucci boss, bitch, I'm Rick Ross Hit the club, turn it up, bitch, we broke the knob off Young nigga, I got mob ties, I'm a mob boss Vice Lords, GD's, BD's at the trap house Bullets burn like some CD's, dont get wacked now Fonem pull up where we squeeze, I'mma smash out Hit the mall, buy everything, watch me cash out Robbed the plug, finnessed the drugs, then I ran out Hit the block, so [?] and guns, Issa pass out I'mma KOD big sniffer hoes with they ass out Poppin' pills sweating like a Feen, I might pass out I can't wife a bitch, I just sell the drinks, and I smash out [?], fam, you laying on your chest with your back out Taking risks, you gamble with your life, you gon' crap out We rob you for your drugs, take it back to the trap house, GANG We rob you for your drugs, take it back to the trap house