Lyrics

[Intro] Let's get 'em Yeah [Verse] Dezzie by my arm reach, Palm Beach⁣ Poland Spring, Gain Greene is the army⁣ Calmly walk in to the courtroom, head high⁣ Thinkin' to myself, Louis cover my red eyes⁣ Dear lord help me, Jesus come be my savior⁣ Major, bitches say my cock got flavor⁣ I got so much (much) paper, I decide to f*ck it up⁣ Drive a big wheel and my clusters cut⁣ Got the 5th of Creezly, Dour, got the deezly⁣ That's my guy from '89, shouts to my baby ma⁣ Shouts to my lawyers, employers, Uncle Mook from OFO⁣ Kept a nigga Rollin ', help him flow the boat⁣ Help me roll the smoke, hit the DJ, tell him play some Max B⁣ They would do a couple million if ya ask me⁣ Actually, I'm intact with my faculty⁣ Max in back of me in the car seat, jog street⁣ Used to be gripped up, I remember them days like yesterday⁣ With one bar, I can take ya breath away⁣ Two bars'll captivate, and hear ⁣ The third bar, shit get crazy ⁣ And by the fourth bar, you'll be wavy⁣ Momma made me, I'm a baby, ⁣ Third youngest out the four of us⁣ I remember the tour bus, all of us, ⁣ Georgia shorties'll hop in Florida, ⁣ Searchin' for a wave⁣ Now dammit look and we all stuck⁣ More sluts continue to support me, ⁣ Never been to Fort Lee⁣ I was out playing horsie⁣ Now I roll couragely, bossly, ⁣ I ain't tryna sit in that cell⁣ I rather be havin' orgies⁣ Owwww⁣