Show You How To Do This

I show you how to do this youngin
How you want it my sneaks is nine hundred
These ain't Gucci baby these is the Louis
In the kitchen with the white
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even got a chop I
Be playing with the flow
Like, how y'all suckas gon' hate on me
Know half y'all sucka done ate off me
Like gon' fuck around with the eight on me
You want to make it fall like 803
308, motivation I feed off hate
Want to talk money nigga we all straight
Everybody good nigga we all ate, we all ate
Twist it back
Two hands we get high no kickback
Young boy head shot get your shit cracked
Hot shit, break you off like Kit-Kat
Trying to worrying about when TIP back
Oh shit I forgot I done spit that
Late night you was worrying
Where your chick at
Blame it on me 'round time when I hit that
Stupid chick even where the kids at
I was inside screwing around
Where the bricks at
Pull up in the drop, hater how you get that
I make them even madder when I switch that
Neck cold wrist froze like a six pack
Hot shit brick it back like click clack
To get back
Looking for new shit nigga this that

Just put a little in the baggie
And a little in the purse
And my right back pocket
And the bra under my shirt
I don't look at it that's money I deserve
Excuse me sir, that's money that I earned
Watch face blue Smurf
Judy Jetson out this fucking
World the future, it's her
No I don't mean to mean no harm
But my drive keep me driven
Drive many many cars and they R's
And my bars still tight leotards
Rest in peace shout out to yes yes yo
Cooler than an Autumn breeze
Pockets got the mumps look at me, look at me
Fresher than I ever been
Ms jade's back tell a friend
To tell a friend sipping on
Cockier than I was before treat her like
Then drop her like Rocky IV
Nah, don't talk about it be about it
On the roads to the riches I'mma about it
I getting a couple dollars we about it
Ayy show them how to do it
Get in quick then get up out it

Aye I show you how to do this hommie
How to hold that steady how
To shoot that shorty
Mac-11 boy that new Glock forty
I bring it to your residence
Like a landlord hommie
Its evident that you dudes don't know me
I seen in all in these ain't
Nothing you gon' show me
You act real you rap real but your so phony
I don't care if my records blow
Man your bitch gon' blow me
Black 'Niro and I move that crack
With my Timbs on I ain't Hov he off that
I'm trying to get some more work
And trying to re off that
I got kids to feed nigga
And they eat off that oh yeah
Ain't nothing cool about burying
Your best cat
So you better keep that in mind when
You try to bring it to black
I got money power respect
I got diamonds up on my neck
I got niggas that's eighteen throwing
Bullet from Crown Vics
I got niggas on my team
That's fighting multiple homicides
And you DVD killing niggas be
Scared to come outside
Now where they do that at
Shoot I'mma shoot it back
You dudes be rapping like money like
I ain't used to that
I what the game is 'Niro know the name kid
I run the show and move
White girls like Kanye did