911 - Duwap Kaine

All this money, bitch, I look like money

All this money, she in love with money

Dirty game, nigga, you can’t put your trust in nothing

When I came up in the game, ain’t knew I was gon' have these hundreds

You was talking shit on the gang, nigga, you out, you done

I pulled up with that flame, you called 911

I’m an inspiration to the gang

I get money, fuck that fame

My bitch bad, got no shame

Bought a new car, switching lanes

I got booked, not detained

Almost crashed out thirty ways

And I was broke, had dirty days

Robbing niggas, had dirty ways

Sipping on drank, nigga, I’m Lil Wayne

shades

Thumbs, they red from thumbing

Bad-ass bitch and I think she from London

Too many hoes, man, keep the bitches coming

Chinese food, man, turn him to a dumpling

She eat me like Chinese food, man, she eat me like a dumpling

And I’m off lean, man, I’m falling, I’m stumbling

I fell off the lean, nigga, I need Life Alert

And I get more money than a clerk

Sit at home, get a bag, I don’t gotta work

My chopper like a bitch, I’m making it twerk

Selling lean, I ain’t selling no Percs

Bricks of weed, I be selling the work

In the trap and we going berserk

Ain’t talking Soulja Boy, but I did it first

Ray J, nigga, I hit it first

I’m rare, you can’t even pay for a verse

Heal pain, I be sipping on syrup

I killed a bear how I’m rocking this fur

She say that I do it better

Getting this money, you know that I’m counting up cheddar

Keep me a Glock, a Beretta

I can feel when a nigga tryna set up a setup

Hit my plug and you know that we met up

She ate me like mustard, nigga, ketchup

Pockets on fat, Nutty Professor

Money so long, you can’t even measure