Tekst piosenki
[Intro]
You fuckin’ digg? I know you fuckin’ digg
I know you digg the fuckin’ kid
[Chorus]
I told ’em chill with all that nigga shit
I want it clean, don’t like it nigga rich
My bitch she trippin’ like she nigga rich
My diamonds drippin’ like they nigga rich
I told ’em chill with all that nigga shit
I told ’em chill with all that silly shit
My diamonds icey like they nigga rich
My Rollie trippin’, iced out nigga rich
Made them here birds said I was nigga rich
My car tricked out, I got on nigga rich
My ho ass fat and this that nigga rich
Her waist so big man this that nigga rich
[Verse]
I bought her ice, I bought her lot of shit
I iced out all of my muhfuckin’ clique
I put in big and I got bigger shit
I got these hoes, they drippin’ on my dick
I got ’em drippin’ on that slime shit
My hoe been ballin’, she been kinda rich
I bought a casket then I killed a bitch
Way before this rap I was on some triller shit
Stacked up them M’s and started talking strong
I fucked that lil bitch while poppa was home
My bitch start geekin’ and took off her clothes
I told ’em take one to the fuckin’ dome
I heard my dad looking for me, went chrome
But momma knew I wasn’t coming home
I told ’em „Alright, I’m not coming wrong”
I told ’em „Alright, I’m not coming wrong”
She wan’ be slime, she gotta wipe her nose
I fuck that bitch up like a centerfold
I told that bitch how [?], woah
She know I can take on her and her folks
They wanna get down with this slime shit
They gotta slime out a whole lotta shit
We used to air out a whole lotta shit
Now we ain’t gotta do that no more, you dig
I might [?] a lot of bands
I pull up stuntin’ on the [?]
She tried to dump him like a trash can
She must don’t know that I’m his mans mans
She know he’s attracted to them bands, bands
Bitch he got assets to the grand mans
I just hit a prowl, I was at the main land, yeah I just left church
So you’s a H, ain’t talkin’ Hermanns (You’s a ho!)
With my main bitch and I’m eating fish and grits
Hundred K for my ring like I’m just filthy rich
Stuntin’ every day, I know I’m so built for this
And on my block, you could get killed for this
Or milked for this, or stripped for this
There ain’t no cure for this
This a cold war, you better have your quilt for this
Whole lotta niggas ain’t gon’ keep it no realer than this
So just listen for these niggas start squealing shit (oh woah!)
These niggas quick to grab a gun and go to war
And shoot it up, then tell, don’t know who to trust
That’s ludicrous, I ain’t new bitch I’m true to this
We do this shit, wanna pull off some proof, then shit
Go 'head
Yeah, go 'head
Bitch, gon’ 'head
You heard what I said, gon’ 'head
[Chorus]
I told ’em chill with all that nigga shit
I like it clean, don’t want it nigga rich
My bitch she trippin’ like she nigga rich, hey
My diamonds drippin’ like they nigga rich
I told her chill with all that giggling
I told her chill with all that silly shit
My diamonds icey like they nigga rich
My Rollie iced out drippin’ nigga rich
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