40 Thieves

You can’t cop my phone unless you place an order (Nope)

He say the money short an in a lil water (Extra)

I don’t gangbang I play for the Gee (The Bank-Chain)

My crew whole robbin we the 40 Thieves (Cheah)

 

You can’t cop my phone unless you place an order (Nope)

He say the money short an in a lil water (Extra)

I don’t gangbang I play for the Gee (The Bank-Chain)

My crew whole robbin we the 40 Thieves

(Yeah)

 

I sold my first brick when I was 16

36 zips they brought the whole thing (Remixed)

Sell him 25 got him them Jeezy numbers

An bought the whole crew straps call em Meechi Money (Bow)

 

You cop my phone unless it’s bout the check

Me an my lil homie just struck we on our way to set

Take yo ass back to the county I ain’t give no money back

Them young nigga they shootin for money an they don’t fuckin miss

I came a long way from nothin done seen a bunch a shit

My bitch ask me why I’m still workin, ain’t seen a hundred yet

I paint the pack an null it back

I know I got the strongest shit

My crew could cut the door

With the left

We the fuckin Crip

 

 

 

Okay I’m whippin up every sip

Stretchin out extra samp

Now fit for a 28

So I be really campin

My bitch she be servin too

She got her own own trip

She fucked you and stole your money

I call that a pussy count

 

An I had to have them bricks

Could’ve got more if I waited

But fuck it I’m too impatient

Left your ass at the gas station

We call on your phone

You can fuss in you cup

I gotta chopper named broomstick

That bitch sweepin your muggers

Split stacks on jeans with the fur

Might blow a Zip in the club

Your trap it put it 1 on me cos I keep beating it up

An I know where money lives bitch

An that’s in my pocket right next to that baby rocket

Have you take your heavy shots off the dock an let’s go