I got a bitch that′s in the hood with a whole quarter key
Put that chopper in her name and keep it right on the seat
Man these niggas say they fly but they ain't fly like me
Turn it up a notch, then they fall to my knees
They try their best to shine
They try their best to take off
They try their best to shine
They try their best to take off
I took the frosting from the coke and slapped it right on my feet
I tried to hide a half a million cash, it took me some weeks
Man that bitch got some head so good
You gone swear she ain′t got no teeth
I mixed the molly with the lean now we laid up in a suite
I'm in the hood posted up I know the police gone sweep
I keep a hood ho so I can keep that dope where she sleep
She down for a nigga and she ride with that four-fifth
I put that AK in her name but I keep it on me
I'm brand new when I step out from my head to my feet
These niggas studying my photos trying they best to compete
I got a style so outrageous I come through like a chief
I′m the commander on these streets, all you niggas know me
I got a bitch that′s in the hood with a whole quarter key
Put that chopper in her name and keep it right on the seat
Man these niggas say they fly but they ain't fly like me
Turn it up a notch, then they fall to my knees
They try their best to shine
They try their best to take off
They try their best to shine
They try their best to take off
Put Versace on my denim I′m a lion at heart
I was selling dope like everyday 'til I topped the charts
I serve my same clientele cause these cars are marked
I′m running up to every car before the car even park
We went from Reebok and Girbauds now it's Louis Vuitton
You wanna be Future I look at you just like you my son
I got a rap check and all I hang around is ex cons
And if I ever get in trouble my bitch gone pay my bond
I told that bitch I need a yopper and she went to the pawn
And I didn′t have to tell her twice cause it was already done
These niggas showing out for me so now they ordering up ones
Been on some futuristic shit now I'm back where I begun
I got a bitch that's in the hood with a whole quarter key
Put that chopper in her name and keep it right on the seat
Man these niggas say they fly but they ain′t fly like me
Turn it up a notch, then they fall to my knees
They try their best to shine
They try their best to take off
They try their best to shine
They try their best to take off
Put the codeine in the Sprite and then I have me a drank
Smelling like a pound of loud when I step in the bank
Future razor blade sharp in the club with my shank
I′m on my rock star campaign and I'm cool as you think
You need to turn it to the max if you wanna turn up
You brought your girl to the club but she leaving with us
I′m mashing off in the coupe, get some head from a slut
And she catching everything she won't spit it back up
I bought that bitch a red bottom cause she down for the kid
And she own so many guns she worse than Billy the Kid
I put that semi automatic in her name and she with it
When you pull up with that cash she gone serve you the fishes
I got a bitch that′s in the hood with a whole quarter key
Put that chopper in her name and keep it right on the seat
Man these niggas say they fly but they ain't fly like me
Turn it up a notch, then they fall to my knees
They try their best to shine
They try their best to take off
They try their best to shine
They try their best to take off
Writer(s): Kenneth Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
