[Intro: Fat Trel]
(Big Slopes with the alley-oop)
Goonew
Hold up
[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Every nigga 'round me havin’ cash, bitch, we too up
The middle of the club with all my ice, them bitches knew us
Ask me 'bout no old bitch, you know I don't give two fucks
One cup, two trucks
Bitch say she was pregnant, man, I damn near almost threw up
Okay, brand-new Cullinan, my bitch she with her other friend
I ain’t' tongue tusslin', I hope she let me fuck again
Might jstu go to New Yokr just ot bool wti h my bousin 'nem
Told her 'bout her pool, K don't think I'll ever trust again
Love again
Plus I'm really busy wrappin’ packages
I’m too busy posted in the trenches with my savages
Got a couple bags of the 'za, it’s never average
Put him on his ass, all my oppers know what's up with them
I got my old bitch on me, man, she so fine
I don't think you'll ever understand why, get in line
We can do it by the pints, we can do it by the line
A fake nigga, I ain’t never been, I been committin' crimes
[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Every nigga 'round me havin' cash, bitch, we too up
The middle of the club with all my ice, them bitches knew us
Ask me 'bout no old bitch, you know I don't give two fucks
One cup, two trucks
Bitch say she was pregnant, man, I damn near almost threw up
[Verse 2: Fat Trel]
And I like to slide on my enemies, GLock 23s
That's a Drac', do the stanky leg with a green beam