ghetto boyz shit nigga mhm what you doin bro you say we workin alright me too nigga tell these folks how we alright yeah ghetto boyz shit nigga one bows cost the boy ten thousand two g s one flip peel off and i m smilin they tryna bite my style tryna be me but i doubt it open up the bag you can really smell the power i m workin i don t get paid by the hour she worthless if she don t give brain within an hour i m hurtin if i don t make a g by tonight i been grindin all my life i gotta get it right okay ayy i gotta get it right thirty seven thousand on me pros i might trip tonight got a i get bows for a pretty price vvs diamonds f color i got different ice two g s one flip when i m sellin zaz i got 223s four nicks and even lamb eyes fuck around and set some shit ablaze when that fin fire last nigga tried da yung og got shot ten times bitch i m workin i been sippin wocky straight today so i m swervin if you see me in the hood then i was probably servin you can t get away when i spray this a thirty scratchin like i m dirty but i m not bae that s a perky i m a dopehead i been drinkin lean since thursday wocky got me noddin that s just showin me it s workin nigga ran off with a zip was it worth it probably not cause i ma get him dropped i ain t gon hurt him one bows cost the boy ten thousand two g s one flip peel off and i m smilin they tryna bite my style tryna be me but i doubt it open up the bag you can really smell the power i m workin i don t get paid by the hour she worthless if she don t give brain within an hour i m hurtin if i don t make a g by tonight i been grindin all my life i gotta get it right  spent a bag on rodeo really like how my day goin i m finna hit the cookie store and post it up on melrose swear to god they all mad cause i sell dope smokin piece of weed went in my damn throat swear to god this shit ll make me wanna throw up i was broke but now i glowed up i just bought a bag of runtz now i m a fuckin pro up and all the money in the world is what i m chasin after we was runnin from them jakes i had to shake the captain m3 performance tester with the autopilot had to mash out i damn near blew the dash out stole your bitch and i straight blew her back out backpack boys tiramisu smokin a wood on my way to malibu now i m on the ocean eatin wagyu at nobu and he beggin for a front my baby don t nobody know you one bows cost the boy ten thousand two g s one flip peel off and i m smilin they tryna bite my style tryna be me but i doubt it open up the bag you can really smell the power i m workin i don t get paid by the hour she worthless if she don t give brain within an hour i m hurtin if i don t make a g by tonight i been grindin all my life i gotta get it right