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Artyści:: Michael Rothschild, Draft
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Chorus: Michael Rothschild

I’m cruzin’ through the west, y’all just H-O-E’s
You pussies good at math? I got Maaco cheese
We’ve heard your story already, Michael Please
I’m not like your average ordinary psycho G’s

Verse 1: Michael Rothschild

See me in the 6 5, like damn he’s so clever
They ask, is you stayin’ the night? I’m like never
My old bitch told me no no body do it better
If I was sittin’ around dog I wouldn’t stack cheddar

Fuckin’ up the rap game, shit I endeavor
I’m like most, but most tell me I’m better
I’m drinking it like i’m Irish, and you lookin’ like a setter
Spent a couple racks on her; Bottega Veneta Sweater

Never spend a cent for a hoe
She coming in for me now, she leave ready to go
If I see you with your man, everybody hit the floor
Get down
My Golden Desert Eagle 44

You know I don’t put up with shit
Been running since elementary, I’ve been fuckin’ your bitch
I love it. Now she grown, 34 with some lips
Just a hint, I’m from The West, and I’m comin’ with chicks

Chorus:

Tell Em

Verse 2: Zilla

I’m from the city where the sun don’t sleep
So we grind 24 to put a 6 on the fleet
Woodgrain, brains blown, i’m so damn on
Wit a bad yellow-bone that swears she grown

Gotta run into the money, take a slide to home
Only way she fix her lips is if it’s on my bone
Marijuana rolled thick like the legs on a horse
Make a call to the captain, get a flight off course

Niggas mad, ask me how i’m doing? Better than you
They took a couple shots, now watch a veteran shoot
M.J. in his prime, A.I. in his youth
Got a crib like 50, and a drop like Snoop

And my money don’t fold, no liens, no holds
From sunny California, but they say i’m cold
Got a house on the water, you can touch it with ship
I lay down in the sand, and surfboards my shit

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Verse 3: Michael Rothschild

I don’t really need these hoes, but I’m tryna get these dollars
And we be in the movies, shorty pulling on my collar
Why you hate me now, cause you know that imma baller
I’m always with ya woman man you think she never holla?

I ain’t never gon stress
Doing numbers at casinos, starter jackets and vests
I see you chiefin’ on the corner like the rest
Why you can’t breathe homie, you got a dick in your chest?

I ain’t joking
Tell me what you smoking little joker is it potent?
Only for this Gaammee you I got devotion
And if you talking coca, well then homie peep the motion

Meet me out in south beach when I’m posted by the ocean
My new girl she tight and rubbing me down with lotion
There’s no need to convince her, she don’t want no demotion
If she sellin’ me out the building, I’m keeping her for promotion

I’m cruzin’ thru the west y’all just H-O-E’s
You pussies good at math, I got iko cheese
We’ve heard your story already, Michael Please
I’m not like average ordinary psycho G’s

You know I hold my own, I ain’t never acting bummy
But i’m still walking thru them 100 blocks lookin’ scummy
I see these people laughin’ and i’m thinking nothing funny
I want this shit forever
Can’t nobody take it from me