[Intro]
Yeah
You know we get that money n***a
Yo b**h and her friend see that
Haha, yeah
Look
[Hook]
Pull up on a b**h playing old Hot Boys
I'm a hot boy girl you should hop in my car
n***a asking me did I f** his hoe
Why you going off what you heard not what you saw
Man down think he need back up
Now I ran out of bullets so I picked the mac up
I'm bout my business I handle that first
Get out of line, end up on a shirt
[Chorus](x2)
I know these n***as snitching
I heard these hoes plotting
I know these n***as hating
I know these hoes bopping
Thats why I watch 'em
[Verse 2]
Look
Real sh** they don't even need lights on
Whole crew walked in with ice on
This strap up grind all night song
And I'm there for my n***as right or wrong
Phone going dim gotta make the convo quick
Everywhere I go boutta hit me a lick
Think that it's broke by the way that it sit
Let em see me I don't ride with no tint
Ex - roll up another one not out that pack
But out the other one
Got me a check, went got another gun
I like to drive foreign cars for fun
Make every b**h feel like she the one
Get the p**y once and then I'm done
We ain't gon' never see rainy days
That's what my brother Gambino said
Ever since then we've been getting cake
Working nonstop n***a motherf** break
Smoke 'em back to back help me concentrate
And the feds watching like we pushing weight
Jets b**h we so hot
The corporation that never die
Life turned green smoked out my tires
[Chorus](x2)
I know these n***as snitching
I heard these hoes plotting
I know these n***as hating
I know these hoes bopping
Thats why I watch 'em
[Verse 3]
Walk in the spot with the Dickies fit
Already peepin' out which b**h Imma hit
My dog pointed out this one lil chick
Cute face long hair and that a** was thick
I thought to myself these the ones to watch
Cause they'll get a n***a for the chain and watch
Don't give a f** if you got game or not
Aim or not, n***a once your got your got
f**ing up these commas
City to city, they rocking with me
And I'm being honest
Light hit my wrist and all these b**hes 'round me blinded
Coming for the set its like you starting up a riot
Can't do nothing with that, huh
[Hook]
Pull up on a b**h playing old Hot Boys
I'm a hot boy girl you should hop in my car
n***a asking me why I f** his hoe
Why you going off what you heard not what you saw
Man down think he need back up
Now I ran out of bullets so I picked the mac up
I'm bout my business I handle that first
Get out of line, end up on a shirt
[Chorus](x2)
I know these n***as snitching
I heard these hoes plotting
I know these n***as hating
I know these hoes bopping
Thats why I watch 'em