Tonalité : G minor
Verse 1
in the whip (whip)
T- t- thirty cash, it's legit
Want a discount?
That's like thirty
Verse 2
Pull up, hop out and bill it up
weren't big enough
he just ain't sick as us
It's a myth, I ain't hearin' your shit
No work, I'm here for the trip
Somethin' smelly in the Virgil pouch
Fuck the fed, it's a personal ounce
'Cause your bridge with
your bitch is burning down
With a big bag of L's,
Verse 3
thirty racks
That's like thirty racks
'cause I'm lit (lit)
Verse 4
Trippin' if you think you're
spinnin' the kid
Just look at the flick of the wrist
No more movin' loose
Step out the black coupe with a cutie doll
New you, but the news is old
I step through on froze, super cold
Fuck big drip, bro, I'm super soaked
Stay lit but remain composed
Got my business right and
my mind in place
Now tell me,
Verse 5
who's got the shine like Aitch?
I played 'em right
I was barrin' day 'til night
Verse 6
thirty racks
That's like thirty racks
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