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[Intro]
(Damn, JakeSand)

[Verse 1: $weet-T & BigWestt]
White girl in the attic, I ain't talkin' Anne Frank
Bein' frank, we ain't on the same rank
Boogers in the bezel, gettin' money like the bank
Everybody on your team got some sugar in their tank
The whole hood know my name, you Mr. Draw a Blank
I got thirty odd six in the yop, not no blanks
Told shorty bust it down, then made her stop 'cause it stank
My plug was chill, then he started sippin' drank
My migo on my line for the white girl
White girl on my line for the molly and the trank
Callin' for a teener, I'ma think that it's a prank
Loose lips sink ships, and make a snitch walk the plank
We've been eatin' good over here
Your side lookin' like you can't go another day
If the feds over there, then I'ma go another way
I can't pay a hater mind 'cause the money in the way
FaceTime your honey while I'm runnin' to my play
If you playin' with my money, I'll pull up where you stay
Put some money on your head, you'd probably run away
When I pull the special K out, Katy start to neigh
Stayin' where you out 'cause you ain't strapped your nuts on
How the fuck you fall off? Better go and cop some yay
Talkin' to the cops, that'll only get you sprayed
Only spot got raided in this bitch on the blade (Come on)

[Verse 2: BigWestt]
Yeah, I heard he put the bitch on the blade and couldn't make a profit
How that nigga always know the scoop? He must know who the pop is
I'ma need the coupe to match my bitch 'cause I like 'em topless
See boy eatin'-ass bitch, her pussy smell like crawfish
I don't need the plug to front a gram 'cause I'ma cop the brick
I don't wanna risk it through the 'burbs, so I might take that trip
Let the addy float straight to the top, and then I take a sip
Only time the feds cook flip me up is if they take the pic'
White boy on that— shit, hold on
White boy on that white girl, this a major shift
Only time that nigga poppin' shit is when he take a shit
Damn, I wanna slap me a lil' bitch, should I put down the blick?
Damn, I kinda wanna push a hundred, but the feds 'round
I don't wanna hit this nigga top, and put your head down (Give me that)
You ain't 'bout to turn no nigga out, boy, put that leg down
Pissin' hoes off, I forgot to put my leg down
Soon as a nigga cut you off, bitch, you a broke ho (You a broke bitch)
It ain't time to hit the spot, still, I got the loc', though
Fuckin' all these bitches with my nigga like his broke ho
Thought you could really beat my price, bitch, you want dope, ho
We've been eatin' good over here (We've been eatin' real good)
Your side lookin' lights, girl, but off the blow, ho
Comin' through the back, you spent your money at the door, ho
No flats called, I'ma always up the score, ho (Think about me, bitch)