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Lyricist: Da'mario Donshay Horne-McCullough
Lyrics and translation
Original
Versace in this bitch, nigga. Z Spum!
I just left a dope hoe with a bag of loot.
You want some candy? Just pull up to Fly Social and ask for Dookie.
She got so much ass, almost backed into me.
He gon' shoot you in your head if I hand it to him.
These niggas fall for anything, 'cause they don't stand for nothing. Bitch, your pants a hundred, my Grams a hundred.
He pulled up tryna buy a gummo stamp and they stamped him for it.
The nigga lost the shootout, they only had a tourist.
I can't pay for pussy, I'm too handsome for it. They got your lil' bro, we need a ransom for him.
And if he ask me a question, I got answers for him.
I asked this bald head nigga, "What you got cancer for? " My bitch asked me five questions, only answered four.
He said he was fresh as fuck, what kind of pants was he wearing?
I got parachute Rick pants on, drag 'em on the floor. I remember they was just laughing at you, boy.
Like how you take a picture in a mansion and then tag your boy?
I told him take the switch off the Glock and be jamming more.
She pulled up to the crib with no panties worn. Bitch, I ain't got no money, what the fuck you got a daddy for?
You need to ask him for it. I just had a pint of Quake, I'm finna grab some more.
Backseat action, the nigga head wet on the dashboard.
You wanna learn how to shit talk? I'm selling crash courses. I can't find no shoes to wear, so I just grab
Forces. Sixty months in the fed, I made some bad choices.
But I learned from my mistakes. Hit him in his top twice, we gon' burn him like some steak.
That nigga well done. I can't wait to take court and say, "Trail one.
" Bro was fighting fourteen cases, he got twelve bonds.
But the PO probably got a hold on him, I told him, "Hold on.
" This nigga lit a blunt with some deuce in it, fucked up the ozone. If I can't find no Louis, I'ma go Chrome.
Damn, I can't find no coochie, finna go home. I left my hat over there, I'm a rolling stone.
Bro said he caught heads over there, so he don't go no more.
You can buy your bricks off, I know who grow the dope. Don't come sniffing in real business and get your nose broke.
I paid a half for the drink, but I'm not Bobo. E-R-D on a T-shirt, I look like a hobo.
He cut his mustache off, look like a chomo. This is not no candy weed, we blowing
Dodo. This some old dro.
Nigga, I done drank more pints than Mojo.
She paid me in attention, bought her Coco.
I fucked the bitch face 'til her nose broke. I don't- I don't like your haircut, you look like a popo.
A nigga think he getting some off my body, he must smoke dope.
You gon' have to take this chain off my dead neck. Through the windshield and left the nigga brains on the headrest.
That's another angle. I smoked the nigga uncle with my brother banger.
I know we fucking right now, but I'm coming later. If my bitch ask me when I'm coming home,
I'ma come in later. Call my beard and their friends, I need a fucking favor.
They shot the top of his head off, he got a fucking taper.
Seen a nigga make a real million dollars off some fucking paper.
We not the same, boy, you touch on kids, all I touch is paper.
We cooked a whole brick in the closet with a fucking hanger
English translation
Versace in this bitch, nigga. Z Spum!
I just left a dope hoe with a bag of loot.
You want some candy? Just pull up to Fly Social and ask for Dookie.
She got so much ass, almost backed into me.
He gon' shoot you in your head if I hand it to him.
These niggas fall for anything, 'cause they don't stand for nothing. Bitch, your pants a hundred, my Grams a hundred.
He pulled up tryna buy a gummo stamp and they stamped him for it.
The nigga lost the shootout, they only had a tourist.
I can't pay for pussy, I'm too handsome for it. They got your lil' bro, we need a ransom for him.
And if he ask me a question, I got answers for him.
I asked this bald head nigga, "What you got cancer for? " My bitch asked me five questions, only answered four.
He said he was fresh as fuck, what kind of pants was he wearing?
I got parachute Rick pants on, drag 'em on the floor. I remember they was just laughing at you, boy.
Like how you take a picture in a mansion and then tag your boy?
I told him take the switch off the Glock and be jamming more.
She pulled up to the crib with no panties worn. Bitch, I ain't got no money, what the fuck you got a daddy for?
You need to ask him for it. I just had a pint of Quake, I'm finna grab some more.
Backseat action, the nigga head wet on the dashboard.
You wanna learn how to shit talk? I'm selling crash courses. I can't find no shoes to wear, so I just grab
Forces. Sixty months in the fed, I made some bad choices.
But I learned from my mistakes. Hit him in his top twice, we gon' burn him like some steak.
That nigga well done. I can't wait to take court and say, "Trail one.
" Bro was fighting fourteen cases, he got twelve bonds.
But the PO probably got a hold on him, I told him, "Hold on.
" This nigga lit a blunt with some deuce in it, fucked up the ozone. If I can't find no Louis, I'ma go Chrome.
Damn, I can't find no coochie, finna go home. I left my hat over there, I'm a rolling stone.
Bro said he caught heads over there, so he don't go no more.
You can buy your bricks off, I know who grow the dope. Don't come sniffing in real business and get your nose broke.
I paid a half for the drink, but I'm not Bobo. E-R-D on a T-shirt, I look like a hobo.
He cut his mustache off, look like a chomo. This is not no candy weed, we blowing
Dodo. This some old dro.
Nigga, I done drank more pints than Mojo.
She paid me in attention, bought her Coco.
I fucked the bitch face 'til her nose broke. I don't- I don't like your haircut, you look like a popo.
A nigga think he getting some off my body, he must smoke dope.
You gon' have to take this chain off my dead neck. Through the windshield and left the nigga brains on the headrest.
That's another angle. I smoked the nigga uncle with my brother banger.
I know we fucking right now, but I'm coming later. If my bitch ask me when I'm coming home,
I'ma come in later. Call my beard and their friends, I need a fucking favor.
They shot the top of his head off, he got a fucking taper.
Seen a nigga make a real million dollars off some fucking paper.
We not the same, boy, you touch on kids, all I touch is paper.
We cooked a whole brick in the closet with a fucking hanger