Shopping

Peel out the lot in that four-door new Masi' (skrrt)
 Pull up with that bag, and we 'bout to go shoppin'
 Walk inside Sacs, and we know that I'm coppin'
 I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti
 I got 20 whores inside of the lobby
 That Rolls a two-door, it's still a big body
 Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided
 I'll count up some more, make sure that we got it
 I had to grind, and this shit don't come free
 Stuck up the whole house when I broke down a P
 Got mine out the streets, and I brought home a feast
 I do it for my fam, I don't just do it for me
 When I took a loss, man, that made me a beast
 The car in yo' name, but that shit still a lease
 They'll let niggas pop, but don't pop shit on me
 I'll cut yo' shit top, leave yo' brains in the seat
 No more baby bottles, we pour out the pint
 I bust in her mouth, flew her back to the bay
 That Wraith make me feel like I'm floatin' in space
 I went to Old Nat, now I'm back in LA
 I still got that Rolex to keep up the day
 Gon' shine on these hoes like the middle of May
 We only pour four just to see how it tastes
 I got me a K, and ain't nobody safe
 I'm puttin' dick in his bitch, so I know why he hate
 When he got on the plate, he was already ate
 Before that bag was already made
 I got me some racks, but there's more I can make
 Stones in my wrist, put a stone in my face
 Treat that bitch like a fish, and I give her some bait
 Label they callin', they want know my rate
 Shout out Offset 'cause, bitch, I beat the case
 Peel out the lot in that four-door new Masi' (skrrt)
 Pull up with that bag and we 'bout to go shoppin'
 Walk inside Sacs, and we know that I'm coppin'
 I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti
 I got 20 whores inside of the lobby
 That Rolls a two-door, it's still a big body
 Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided
 I'll count up some more, make sure that we got it
 Before hit the awards, man, I pop me some Molly
 That shit was so pure, had me itchin' and rockin'
 Then poured up some Tech, had me leanin' and scratchin'
 And a half of a Xan' just to help me relax
 And I pulled that lil' hoe she was from Calabasas
 Don't know her real name, but she looked like that action
 Took her to the room, we couldn't go to the mansion
 And then dropped her off with my locs who on Stanton
 Stuntin' that, bitch musta thought she was Kourtney Kardashian
 I hit and I run like a motherfuckin' accident
 Pulled up to the spot, don't see none but some packages
 And I got some Sprite, finna mix 'em with Actavis
 Po-pour it up, make sure it act in it
 Pull up with that stick, shoot it rapidly
 Bang yo' shit out with the accuracy
 Call up a cop, it's an emergency
 Got some racks, and I'm feedin' my family
 Fuck all you hoes who abandoned me
 They slandered my name, tried to damage me
 All of that hate brought me currency
 I woke niggas up, never heard of me
 I heard niggas say they gon' murder me
 Pull up with the stick, look like 30 Deep
 Peel off in that lot in that new GT
 Peel out the lot in that four-door new Masi' (skrrt)
 Pull up with that bag, and we 'bout to go shoppin'
 Walk inside Sacs and we know that I'm coppin'
 I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti
 I got 20 whores inside of the lobby
 That Rolls a two-door, it's still a big body
 Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided
 I'll count up some more, make sure that we got it
 
 Peel out the lot in that four-door new Masi' (skrrt)
 Pull up with that bag, and we 'bout to go shoppin'
 Walk inside Sacs, and we know that I'm coppin'
 I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti
 I got 20 whores inside of the lobby
 That Rolls a two-door, it's still a big body
 Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided
 I'll count up some more, make sure that we got it
 I had to grind, and this shit don't come free
 Stuck up the whole house when I broke down a P
 Got mine out the streets, and I brought home a feast
 I do it for my fam, I don't just do it for me
 When I took a loss, man, that made me a beast
 The car in yo' name, but that shit still a lease
 They'll let niggas pop, but don't pop shit on me
 I'll cut yo' shit top, leave yo' brains in the seat
 No more baby bottles, we pour out the pint
 I bust in her mouth, flew her back to the bay
 That Wraith make me feel like I'm floatin' in space
 I went to Old Nat, now I'm back in LA
 I still got that Rolex to keep up the day
 Gon' shine on these hoes like the middle of May
 We only pour four just to see how it tastes
 I got me a K, and ain't nobody safe
 I'm puttin' dick in his bitch, so I know why he hate
 When he got on the plate, he was already ate
 Before that bag was already made
 I got me some racks, but there's more I can make
 Stones in my wrist, put a stone in my face
 Treat that bitch like a fish, and I give her some bait
 Label they callin', they want know my rate
 Shout out Offset 'cause, bitch, I beat the case
 Peel out the lot in that four-door new Masi' (skrrt)
 Pull up with that bag and we 'bout to go shoppin'
 Walk inside Sacs, and we know that I'm coppin'
 I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti
 I got 20 whores inside of the lobby
 That Rolls a two-door, it's still a big body
 Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided
 I'll count up some more, make sure that we got it
 Before hit the awards, man, I pop me some Molly
 That shit was so pure, had me itchin' and rockin'
 Then poured up some Tech, had me leanin' and scratchin'
 And a half of a Xan' just to help me relax
 And I pulled that lil' hoe she was from Calabasas
 Don't know her real name, but she looked like that action
 Took her to the room, we couldn't go to the mansion
 And then dropped her off with my locs who on Stanton
 Stuntin' that, bitch musta thought she was Kourtney Kardashian
 I hit and I run like a motherfuckin' accident
 Pulled up to the spot, don't see none but some packages
 And I got some Sprite, finna mix 'em with Actavis
 Po-pour it up, make sure it act in it
 Pull up with that stick, shoot it rapidly
 Bang yo' shit out with the accuracy
 Call up a cop, it's an emergency
 Got some racks, and I'm feedin' my family
 Fuck all you hoes who abandoned me
 They slandered my name, tried to damage me
 All of that hate brought me currency
 I woke niggas up, never heard of me
 I heard niggas say they gon' murder me
 Pull up with the stick, look like 30 Deep
 Peel off in that lot in that new GT
 Peel out the lot in that four-door new Masi' (skrrt)
 Pull up with that bag, and we 'bout to go shoppin'
 Walk inside Sacs and we know that I'm coppin'
 I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti
 I got 20 whores inside of the lobby
 That Rolls a two-door, it's still a big body
 Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided
 I'll count up some more, make sure that we got it