Five, all of my hoes dimes Black and yellow, Optimus Prime We don't do no nine to five Birkin yellow, Birkin lime You ain't got to tell the shorty, know that she a bad bitch Ride in that Brabus, they know that we havin' We poppin that cash shit
I'm back in that mode, I'm back on my shit I'm back on the road, in back of that 'Bach With a kit on a stick, I'm back on these hoes Returning from dead, tell these niggas let's get it
I don't let nobody drink my lean I don't let nobody hold my stick I don't let nobody drive my shit I already know I pop my shit I already know I hit me licks I already know lil bro my twin I already know I'm buyin' her skins I already know that I already know I already know that I'm holdin' a gen
Shorty just hit me, she asked what I'm doin' And I told her I'm boolin', I'm on it again I got a drum on the. 308 I got a burden on top of my heart I got a drop that ain't showin' up late I got his name on his bullet that I done went stuffed in a K My name, just stay the fuck out my face Championship it, the ring I got em on point like a beam I got that medical, part of my schedule Got her on jiggaboo, back of the yellow coupe Bitch better tell us if you got a cell Tote on that hammer, pull up on the set and shoot She from atlanta, she know I got hella loot Told me she headed to go look for some baby food
Five, all of my hoes dimes Black and yellow, Optimus Prime We don't do no nine to five Birkin yellow, Birkin lime You ain't got to tell the shorty, know that she a bad bitch Ride in that Brabus, they know that we havin' We poppin that cash shit
I'm poppin that cash shit I'm poppin that cash shit I'm poppin that cash shit I'm poppin that cash shit Baby, I'm a rich nigga I'm poppin that cash shit She poppin this cash shit She poppin that cash shit She poppin her shit