[Intro: [Sammie NoTeZ]
Okay I might just be the illest still alive
I rip flows, make beats part time
Pop that p**y, Pop a pill, do a line
That p**y good I can f** you all the time
[Repeat]
[Verse 1: Sammie NoTeZ]
Bow down, Riding around, ba** loud
My bandwagon so full it caught a flat
I think we hot now
This that I dropped out of college sh**
f** that I ain't going back
They got me for 30k
Told my crew I'd triple that
If I get in that p**y its never gone be the same
If I f** a set of twins do it count as the same thing
If her friends ain't down for mine don't know why the f** they're invited
Party all out in the burbs where the skinny b**hes on diets
Whats that brand my n***a ?
Thats just Tommy Hilfiger
What year thats from ?
Like 99
How much it cost?
Like 109
Thats your b**h ?
Aww ain't she fine, that a** fat I hit from behind
Go to dinner, order fish, my white b**h drinks up all the whine
My b**h don't know how to act
She arch her back I taught her that
I f**ed his girl, gave her back
Karma I ainlt scared of that
God flow, praise the lord
After that Jesus chain
And my favorite b**hes don't even talk like americans
[Hook: Sammie NoTeZ]
Okay I might just be the illest still alive
I rip flows, make beats part time
Pop that p**y, Pop a pill, do a line
That p**y good I can f** you all the time
I give my stuck up b**h rough s**
I make my out of town hoes throw neck
I keep an out of line b**h in check
I tell my shortie pop that p**y
Tripple X, Tripple X, Tripple X
[Verse 2: Sammie NoTeZ]
All of you n***as just imitate sh** that your never going to be
I worked on my flow now the only thing higher is G.O.D
Its p**y on p**y my n***a, we call that sh** P.O.P
You can't hold your liquor my n***a well f** its more for me
I dream of ma**ages and minajs' in that order
Eating food I can't pronounce
Buying cars from across the border
Buying furs, mink rugs
White b**hes on hard d** in that hotel
Say she's in love with her boyfriend
Oh well
What's a religion when you make it to the highest height ?
And whats a b**h if she never lets you stay the night ?
A lost cause, never call her back
That b**h dead weight
She's an air head, f** it though the heads great
I should have gotten signed like four times over
Now I walk around with a chip on my shoulder
Lamborghini ric' never find none colder
Make my main b**h leave
Let his girl sleep over
[Hook: Sammie NoTeZ]
Okay I might just be the illest still alive
I rip flows, make beats part time
Pop that p**y, Pop a pill, do a line
That p**y good I can f** you all the time
I give my stuck up b**h rough s**
I make my out of town hoes throw neck
I keep an out of line b**h in check
I tell my shortie pop that p**y
Tripple X, Tripple X, Tripple X
Tripple X, Tripple X, Tripple X
Tripple X, Tripple X, Tripple X
Tripple X, Tripple X, Tripple X