Burberry
(G Money)
My draco filled up
My crew lit up
My chain lit up
My bitch is better
I feel like you want beef and i'm like its whateva
Catch you in traffic wet you up we do this shit where eva
My car lit up
My hoes better
I got this Burberry on me i'm feelin cold as eva
Investing money in my shit i'm going up a level
The way I play these hoes I think I need a fuckin medal
I don't do the 2 2 3 I do the hunned black
Bitch I know where you been and I know where you at
Put a nigga on a flat wipe em off the map
(uh)
Smoking on exotic we don't do the cap
When i'm on the spillway I do the dash
This bitch go hella fast
Meezy let me push the jag
Yeah I got into you, I don't fuckin remember you
You say you fuck wit me go find out what them niggas do
These diamonds VVS they passin every single test
Hop out the coupe hop in the croud I feel like Ron Artest
(uh)
Nigga play wit me we swipe it to the left
All that talking like you gangsta get you put to rest
My draco filled up
My crew lit up
My chain lit up
My bitch is better
I feel like you want beef and i'm like its whateva
Catch you in traffic wet you up we do this shit where eva
My car lit up
My hoes better
I got this Burberry on me i'm feelin cold as eva
Investing money in my shit i'm going up a level
The way I play these hoes I think I need a fuckin medal
(uh)
Ion play no games
We slidin in the rain
Choppa on my chain
These bitches love my chain
Ion wanna talk I'm just try'n let it off
Hit em in the car
And then we jetted off
No I can't fuck you raw hoe i'm too G for that
I rather you fuck them for me and bring that paper back
You want a 8th of this well we got weed, cocaine, and crack
Don't take me serious cause you might have a heart attack
I ain got no aim
I'm shooting everything
I ain got no aim
I'm shooting everything
Thuggin in the rain
We spinnin everything
Nigga touch my chain
And we gon' let it rain
My draco filled up
My crew lit up
My chain lit up
My bitch is better
I feel like you want beef and i'm like its whateva
Catch you in traffic wet you up we do this shit where eva
My car lit up
My hoes better
I got this Burberry on me i'm feelin cold as eva
Investing money in my shit i'm going up a level
The way I play these hoes I think I need a fuckin medal
(yeah, yeah)
It's year 26'
I done snuck in with the shits
I'm a dog with the blitz
Playing madden with the sticks
All these rapper niggas kicks
Smoking cereal and milk
My rap sheet super long
And er beat is gone get killed
Y'all look weirder everyday to me like niggas in a kilt
Can't a nigga get in way of this I swear he gone get killed
If you feel I wasn't there for you my heart was full of guilt
We don't say be safe we leave no more say dangerous in here
I got London bitches sniffing doing cocaine and shit in here
Now they doin hand stands and going insane and shit in here
If you ain't slidin nigga get out I got enough pussy at the crib
I was juggin, finessin, stressin havin shootouts where I live nigga
My draco filled up
My crew lit up
My chain lit up
My bitch is better
I feel like you want beef and i'm like its whateva
Catch you in traffic wet you up we do this shit where eva
My car lit up
My hoes better
I got this Burberry on me i'm feelin cold as eva
Investing money in my shit i'm going up a level
The way I play these hoes I think I need a fuckin medal