Lyrics

[Intro] (Samuel Ivy)‎‎ [Verse] You sleepin' and geekin' I pull up and reap it, I'm keepin' the soft, bitch, you already know Chillin' with killers and dealers They sizzle your throat if you talk, bitch, you know how it go Piecin' the pieces together Bro, don't even sweat her, you knew that lil' bitch was a ho Nigga, you know how it go Just get the money, them bitches gon' be at the door Shoe collection a galore Bet you can't find this shit here at nobody store Is you lil' niggas important? The answer is no, my nigga, you still a lil' boy I be so full of the joy Why is you hatin'? You need to go feed your lil' boy Turned myself into a boss I paid the lil' cost, I hustled and now I еnjoy Shout out to Kevin Laroy He tatted mе up, I pull up and they cannot afford Takin' the picture and wishin' a nigga Would put out a hand and pull her aboard All you lil' suckers are sore You runnin' a lap and collapse while I run up the board I just get so damn annoyed I take a lil' drive and ride until I get bored