Oklahoma

Big cheese on the track

Thousand for the belt
Thousand for the sneakers
If you wanna hear me rap
Need a thousand for the feature

I made about a million out the beaker
Now I'm selling cocaine that's stashed in the speakers

Chris Rock all on the black top
Took me 60 minutes and then I got crack rock
Just left Minnesota on the way to Oklahoma

I left her at the room to make it fold over
She gave me them 50s
I need them hundreds bitch
And I don't care if you gotta suck a hundred dicks
'Cause I'mma eat regardless bitch
I ain't fucking with no bitch that need a starter kit
My bitch on automatic like the Glock in the holster
How you got the bread and you ain't got no toaster
My bitch on automatic like the Glock in the holster
How you got no bread and you ain't got no toaster

I just left Philly with my nigga Joe Blow
And when I flew back you know a nigga had snow

She gave me 20 bands when we touched down
I had 80 grand in my tuck spot
That's a hundred bands yeah we did the money dance
Pay to do the dougie when she handing me dumb knots
And when I leave the trap you know I deal with dumb knots
Some want heroine and some want coke rock
Bloodshot eyes from smoking this good weed
Every time I do a deal these niggas know what I need
I'm talking COD on delivery
30 More bands that'll get you a whole key

I feel like wopping the line
But I'mma take my time 'cause I just copped 3
Order up 6 more then I'm gon' pop him
If I don't hit him then that nigga

Got my niggas masked up for the strip down
Tryna hit like a for the 64 pounds
It's slash money, take money when I come around
Even my nigga Regime got a hundred rounds
Me and bruh Hef smoking 'bout to paint the town
UK I'm on the way we 'bout to paint the town
Me and Free just left the D we got a hundred beezys
They ask me why I still rap I say it's too easy