JIGGA 98
Lil' bitch you better ride with me
Lil' bitch you better ride with me
By that look in your eyes
Are you getting high with me
But I got one question baby
Is you dying with me
On the road to riches hit
That milli' extra quickly
I'm on the road to riches
Need to hit that milli' extra quickly
That nigga talking tough
I got the semi tucked
So I'm still on that bullshit
My nigga try your luck
We spin that block and bust
Until my gun ain't got a full clip
But you know Dolla keep it bracking
I'm packing like I'm 'bout to move out
Half you rappers shoulda stayed
The school route
Nigga, I been intercontinental
Trapping package in a bussing stop
Catch me anywhere, maybe I'm up a block
I'm outta town, ducking cops
Never did I punch a clock, surely
Never could you sit with us
Because you wasn't worthy
Got weed by the key, racks by the pound
Dope by the breed, coke by the mound
In the wintertime fiending
Come and cop a bundle
For you bundle up, it's Global gang
You niggas couldn't fuck with us
And all my habit's catching up to me
Every time I laugh you know I
Know that's the laugh of luxury
Until these crackers kill me
You faggot rappers are stuck with me
And half these niggas gangstas but all
These niggas is ducking me
The fuck is up, the fuck you thought it was
Yeah so
Stupid bitch you better run with me, ha
Stupid bitch you better run with me
When the police get here they taking
Your little ass with me
If it come down to it you
The one that sunk the ship, b
On the Run tour, I'm just a Hova, no bitch B
Huh, ayy, ayy i'm on the On the Run
Tour, I'm just a Hova, no bitch B
Huh, ayy
I put that memo up, I got my demo tucked
I hope they still don't fuck, shit, ayy
I tell that bitch slow up
And what I said so what
I be just tryna to fuck, shit, ayy
On thin ice with my pup
I think heat this bitch up
And watch us all go for a swim, ayy
We don't give no fucks
She say I'm blessed, i'm luck
She throwing shade, why I need a brim, ayy
Bitch I'm cold, bitch I'm cold
Like your last break up
Stare deep into your soul by
The time we shake up
Dude flexing for his peers
I know what he made of
That's pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy
Mmm taste good
Look homie, I'm finesse born baby
Prescription meds raised me
Little old giant tryna to live up to Peyton
Sick promise to my mama
Pussy won't break it
Dash lane, crash lane, fuck it
I'ma take it, ayy, ha
I guess that's when midnight start
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy