It's Balik
Young Jefe Holmes
Oh
Standing on the block
on my head
My wish was to get rich
I got big homies
but they dead
I got long money
stack that bread
Bitch we run the town
heard what I said
I'll take down paint it red
Bad bitches on
they gimme head
Free my rich n###as
out the feds
When he get lonely
he wanna have a good night
She say Shawty
what that bag look like
She like to party
but he gon' get her mind right
Got on my Cartis
I'm tryna duck the limelight
Ever since I was a younging
I seen you pussy n###as hating
I'ma put on my youngins
and I'ma be proud to see 'em make it
A n###a ain't give me shit
nah now y'all gon' see me take it
When I whipped out that stick
man you shoulda seen their faces
My bitch so bad dawg
you should see her ass dawg
Her bag cost fifteen thousand
come on and check the tags dawg
Running from mad dogs
told my n###a don't get bagged dawg
Just blew a quarter mil
yeah thats what that new G Wag cost
Need me a bitch gon' ride with me
need a bitch gon' vibe with me
Nah them n###as ain't none of my friends
they ain't gon' slide with me
How the fuck you call yourself a Glizzy
N###as ain't even tied with me
Bitch I seen your DM I'm busy
now she wanna go live with me
Dime piece to tame me
yeah side piece amazing
She got this dick
she say I see now
why your bitch so crazy
She told me I'm number one
Tracy McGrady
I'm having fun and you got none
these n###as hate me
Brenda got a baby
and Jefe got a brick
These ain't no 380 shawty
this extended clip
See this ain't no regular pistol
it came with a kit
Had a bitch out way in Europe
that bitch was a trip
Gave that bitch my digits
but I know she want a ticket
Hit it then I quit it say
I hit it then I quit it
Brick for a feature yeah
I take it then I whip it
Stock it then I flip it
yeah we vacuum then we seal it
Southeast savage
bitch I ain't average
Came up out that gutter now
the n###a living lavish
Shopping sprees in Paris
bitch I'm mad rich
Rep that Glizzy Gang bitch
I got more guns than a terrorist
Standing on the block
on my head
My wish was to get rich
I got big homies but they dead
I got long money stack that bread
Bitch we run the town
heard what I said
I'll take down
paint it red
Bad bitches on
they gimme head
Free my rich n###as
out the feds
When he get lonely
he wanna have a good night
She say Shawty
what that bag look like
She like to party
but he gon' get her mind right
Got on my Cartis
I'm tryna duck the limelight