European model white bitch is eating donuts
Drivin' my impala and selling drugs
We out here chasin hoes
Here they keep a rachet close
Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes
See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,
Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most
But most times darling the sequel sucks
No money, power, or drugs,
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