(chorus)
All you people talking nonsense in my ear (ear!)
Swear I need to grab a barrel, make him run his pockets, then take off in his camaro (oh!)
All you people talking nonsense in my ear (ear!)
Swear I need to grab a barrel, make him run his pockets, then take off in his camaro (oh!)
(verse 1)
My Glock is green, its the money machine
My moneys up and I couldn't give a fuck less, (less!)
Rollie on my wrist, and my momma on my neck, keep my heart on my sleeve, bitch you believe
Jean baggy, shirt saggy, beanie always fresh, sing along you know the rest
(chorus)
All you people talking nonsense in my ear (ear!)
Swear I need to grab a barrel, make him run his pockets, then take off in his camaro (oh!)
All the people talking nonsense in my ear (ear!)
Swear I need to grab a barrel, make him run his pockets, then take off in his camaro (oh!)
(verse 2)
Fucks im giving? you can guess (hey!)
Life im living? its alright i guess
(hey!) i just cap in my rhymes, (hey!) people say sublime, (hey!) but i just say "thanks" and move on with my day (hey!)
(chorus)
All you people talking nonsense in my ear (ear!)
Swear I need to grab a barrel, make him run his pockets, then take off in his camaro (oh!)