Dusse

This motherf**kin' d'usse got me sweatin' and s**t

Word to god

Hov f**k with ya boy

Okay n***a I got 'em point 'em out and I got 'em

Let 'em get a lil buzz then we robbin' for pollen

We ain't killin' no minors you n***as still in the minors

And your b***h we gonna blind her can't pick us out of the lineup

I swear lord knows I'ma murk one of these n***as

Shoot you in your earth and get earthworms on me n***a

I been did my time I'm getting better with time

But real n***as don't whine we'll burn down your vineyard

I been ballin' since cornrows still duckin' the narcos

My little n***as in war mode you spark it up we charcoal

Got a bad b***h with long hair that have bad days when the mall closed

I'm a big dog big doghouse make ashtrays out of dog bowls yeah

Blessins on top of sins restin' with topless twins

Picture me broke but forgot to take the top off the lens

In the restaurant I'm with slim wrestlin' with lobster limbs

Talkin' about some m's it's soundin' like gospel hymns

Yes lord

We on that d'usse me and my n***a euro

Tina turn up in this b***h

We got lauren in this b***h

Serena pink in this b***h better known as pinky

Steph in this b***h

Yah dig

What's up brandon

Lego

Hollygrove n***a rest in peace lil kevin

Rest in peace lil beezy rest in peace big sausage

The world is mine I am selfish

I am a shark f**k them shellfish

Everybody in the building well I left that b***h like elvis

N***a please

Pops treated mom like billie jean

Like hot sauce I put it on everything

I'ma give that f**kin' woman everything everything

Here we go b***h I'm cool coolio

She say tune do me slow

How many fish did hootie blow

I don't know f**k who knows

I got a redbone with two golds

And she snort too much of that michael jackson

That b***h gon' need a new nose

I ain't got time for you h*es

S**t I only have two goals

And that is get money get money

Now I'm ridin' 'round the city with the top off the maybach

Lookin for a motherf**kin' spot we can skate at

Elvis left the building and I take these h*es to graceland

And I got more bounce to the 28 grams

I ain't stuntin' these n***as

Eyes look chinese wayne chung to these n***as

Wayne chung b***h

More than one b***h

This for my n***as we shall overcome b***h

From new orleans n***as dyin' over dumb s**t

You know we give the pastor hell make the nun strip

Yeah I might have them bricks call me brick cannon

Nina on my lap what you want from santa

I might get money f**k b***hes

Kill n***as and smoke w**d

I'm married to this real s**t

And I'm a wife beater no sleeves

Do it for my hood

That 44 ain't no good

You better bring that chopper

Cause we gon' have them choppers

Yeah I do it for my hood

That 45 ain't no good

You better bring the chopper

Cause we gon' have them choppers n***a

We gon' have them choppers

We gon' have them choppers

You better bring the chopper

Cause we gon' have them choppers yeah

We gon' have them choppers

We gon' have them choppers

You better bring the chopper

Cause we gon' have them choppers n***a

Mula

My n***a hood in this b***h

Still on that d'usse

Shout out my n***a lil twist my lil brother

He just passed out in the club the other night off that d'usse

Threw up on the owner

Owner talkin' about he wanted his money back

He wanted half of the money back

Twist took all the money and left

That's some young money s**t

Soo woo to the b gang

Rest in peace cedar frogg