Sean O'Connell - Menthol lyrics

Leave the crib Lace my shoes everyday my n***a cause I ain't tripping on sh** & if you can't take a bad b**h Turn her to a boss, best believe that your pimping ain't sh** & that's word to my clique Don't send me no track, cause my n***a I ain't getting on sh** If it ain't for no chips & if you got a problem motherf**er you can s** on this dick b**h n***a get your money right Running 'round acting like a hoe Tryna see what another n***a money like Cause your money tight & my pockets getting heavy Got a bad model b**h on the other side of the celly Telling me she arranged the weed in a telly Spark a cigarette after I'm in her belly Make my escape, no laying up, I'm chasing this paper War going on outside no man is safe from But I finish everything thats on my plate Like I'm working for a bakery, I'm always on a cake & they telling me I'm speeding & they telling me to pace & I tell 'em "I ain't been told what to do since I was eight" done These n***as try & tell me what success mean Life's a game & I'm captain of the chess team Brett Favre for the pack is how I get green Young rich n***a, living b**h n***as wet dreams Steak & lobster, yeah I'm eating like a boss do High off the chronic & I'm sauced too Ain't talking a dollar then get lost fool Think you got what it takes, my n***a it'll cost you