black windows

Ohhhhh
And the windows black
I ain't took a pill, but I might relapse
We in Hollywood Hills where the cash all bad
And she all about the thrills, so I pulled up in a jag

Ohhhhh, bitch get back
I don't play about my money
I don't play about my racks
Jorden's face up on the billboard
And mine up on the plaque
Yea we doing big things
Where the fuck you at

Yea you probably catching Z's up on your couch
Why you talking? Shut your mouth
I won't ever have no spouse
Like to pour it, yea I douse
Ain't no porridge in this house
We got foreigns all around
If he scoring- he ain't scoring
If I'm scoring, shut me down
It ain't boring, I'm important
Yea I like to run my mouth
Your bitch whoring, now you snoring
Why you sleeping on me now
It don't matter, the credit that I was getting cashing out
I think about moving south
Like Miami for the winter, cause Louisville's cooling down
I said fuck it, I'm a sinner, I just keep fooling around
But baby hold up wait a minute, I got to shout out the town

Ohhhhh
And the windows black
I ain't took a pill, but I might relapse
We in Hollywood Hills where the cash all bad
And she all about the thrills, so I pulled up in a jag
Ohhhhh, bitch get back
We shooting Tarantino movies, so I told her bring the cast
While her bestie get the frame right, as I hit from the back