[Chorus]
Hold that thought, let me think
Pour a cup, let me drink
Girl you got an apple, let me touch
The police comin’, let me tuck
Eyes red, my cash blue
45 black, my tattoos
Take 50 racks to Barney’s
I love these b**hes, hardly
[Verse 1]
To my [?] soldiers, [?] restin’ up
[?] everyday that I’m blessed as f**
[?] he a’ wet you up
You lackin’ no cheetahs we a’ catchin’ up
You know I get that cheese, n***a Parmesan
Dinner is ready, n***a come get some
Ain’t no one-on-ones, n***a one is one
Don’t make me lace up and play run and gun
I’m in these streets, I’m walkin’ like
I’m in this foreign, I roll [?]
My hair not down, I run it up
Only thing I can give is zero f**s
[Chorus]
Hold that thought, let me think
Pour a cup, let me drink
Girl you got an apple, let me touch
The police comin’, let me tuck
Eyes red, my cash blue
45 black, my tattoos
Take 50 racks, to Barney’s
I love these b**hes, hardly
[Verse 2]
Feelin’ hardly in them hundred car seats
Treat a tour bus like a f**in’ RV
Pardon we, we finna crash a party
Made a Benjamin, Pica**o is a f**in’ art piece
Take the gang, hit the road
What we live by, is a code
I’m on an ocean, I rode the bus
There’s certain sh** I can’t discuss
[?] it loves licks
Go send your shots [?] bricks
I’m too authentic, you counterfit
Choppers start glitchin’ when it’s tampered with
Smoked a lot of it, a pound of it
Two b**hes, sandwich it
[?] lines of [?], Fanta it
[?] finish line, rental it
I f**ed so many crazy hoes, I’m out my mind
And you can smack me, if I was lyin’
I [?] with me, I peep [?]
Who tryna’ stop me, I said who tryn’
[Chorus]
Hold that thought, let me think
Pour a cup, let me drink
Girl you got an apple, let me touch
The police comin’, let me tuck
Eyes red, my cash blue
45 black, my tattoos
Take 50 racks, to Barney’s
I love these b**hes, hardly