France

Rocks composite on me
Damn I feel like a new fossil
Bags that hold all the tea
Damn I feel like an apostle
You, to get up more racks
That shit is mission impossible
Fuck, they knockin on me
Bitch I feel like i’m unstoppable

Boy I can do this without you
Boy I can do this on my own
Boy I can do this shit solo
Boy I can do it from my home
Damn i’m making’ a K in a day
You makin’ a K in a month
I’m making a K in the shade
You makin’ a K in the sun

My ho home done came in with a whole new bitch
Rocks do you get the gist
My lady came in from france
Don’t know what she said I just jizz
My rocks came in with the crest
New Rocks i’m fly as a bitch
Aye holup im pourin’ up red
New ho im fuckin’ a witch

C, C5, holup, drive by
Fuck all of that old shit
Step on them with new shit
Fuck all of your music
You be makin’ dogshit
Fuck all of your gay friends
You hang with them faggots

Yes, your bitch under arrest
You can’t leave my house
You can’t leave my bed
That bitch got the best ass
You can’t leave my head
I just got a pole arm with that, it took out the feds
Leaker leaking blood now holup, leader tooken legs
I just bought a saucepan
Feel like frying eggs
They thought that I died, bitch I came back from the dead

I count hundreds, count blue on them
Feel like a fuckin’ crip
Got that slut, that water
Holup pull out then I rip

You gotta hide the ho’s
I make em wet when I step
I’m finna go up the most
I’m finna make every rack
I’m finna mod the shit out the cat
I’m finna mod out the wraith
I’m finna crack a lil’ bitch after bitch
I’m finna blow out the bank