with Mac Miller | Yeah! Ayy. Listen. S-N-Double-O-P, I'm a dizz-og
Shit, he was talking brazy, I ain't lie, I knocked the nigga off
I ain't tryna give him a chance to kill me or take the stand on me
He know I just had a hundred thousand P's Saran'd on me
with Mac Miller | Yeah! Ayy. Listen. S-N-Double-O-P, I'm a dizz-og
Shit, he was talking brazy, I ain't lie, I knocked the nigga off
I ain't tryna give him a chance to kill me or take the stand on me
He know I just had a hundred thousand P's Saran'd on me
I had to hand out all the rooms so she can't say I molested
I tried to take back all the watches, rings, and the necklaces
She said I'm takin' full advantage 'cause I'm never stressin'
Cause I had feelings for this girl that barely owned a residence
Don't get me wrong 'cause it ain't nothing 'bout that money, nigga
I meant to tell you, since a kid, I been gettin' my own figures
I was bringin' in the racks and she was steady shopping
I'm talking big bills, all colors, nigga, Monopoly
I ain't trippin', bitch, I'm sharper than the damn machete
Super different, I even stood out on my own partners
Since a kid, I been a dresser, Thousand Island
I was shittin', my diamonds green, piss, port-a-potty, woah
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Yeah
Bitch talk to me while I'm sleepin', yeah, yeah
Swimmin' in the linen like deep-end, yeah, yeah
All I never needed was a alibi, yeah, yeah
I don't need a motherfucking reason, yeah
Out of mind, so I keep a pizzy
Everything a hundred, I don't ever leave it fifty, yeah
Did my own half-time, if I was simple
What the fuck you think I'm rich for?
Why you think I'm always talking shit, with my hand on my dick?
In the crib, this bitch turn it to a strip show
It's what it is, though
Yeah, yeah, it's what it is, though, yeah, woah
Leave me alone, take your ass home
If it ain't another million, I ain't pickin' up the phone
Phony motherfuckers always sittin' on a throne
All I want's some pussy, baby, give a dog a bone, yeah, yeah
I don't need a lot, but I got a lot
I don't need a lot, but I got a lot, yeah
Two hundred for the whip in the parking lot
Everything cuttin', turn this shit into a barbershop
Swear I'm always shinin', couldn't tell you if it's dark or not
Just a couple things I thought about, yeah, yeah
Da! Ayy. Slušati. S-N-Double-O-P, ja sam Dizz-Og
Sranje, razgovarao je s Blago, ne lažem, srušio sam crnku
Ja ne pokušavam mu dati priliku da me ubije ili odvede stalak na mene
On zna da sam samo imao sto tisuća p's saran
Morao sam podijeliti sve sobe kako ne može reći da zlostavljam
Pokušao sam uzeti sve satove, prstenje i ogrlice
Rekla je da padam punu prednost jer nikad ne stresnim
Jer sam imao osjećaje za ovu djevojku koja je jedva u vlasništvu prebivališta
Nemojte me krivo
Trebao sam ti reći, od klinca, postavljam svoje vlastite figure
Naveo sam se u police i bila je stalna shopping
Govorim na velike račune, sve boje, nigge, monopol
Ja nisam trippin ', kuja, ja sam oštrija od prokletog mačeta
Super drugačiji, čak sam se isticao na vlastite partnere
Od klinca, bio sam komoda, tisuću otoka
Bio sam shitin
[Stih 2: MAC Miller]
Da
Kuja razgovarati sa mnom dok spavam, da, da
Plivati u lanu poput dubokog kraja, yeah, da
Sve što nikad nisam trebala bila je alibi, da, da
Ne trebam razum, da
Iz uma, pa držim pizzja
Sve stotinu, ne ostavljam ga pedeset, da
Je moj vlastiti poluvremen, ako sam bio jednostavan
Što mislite da sam bogat?
Zašto mislite da uvijek govorim sranje, s rukom na mom kurcu?
U krevetiću, ova kuja ga pretvori u show
To je ono što je to
Da, da, to je ono što je, iako, da, woah
Ostavi me na miru, uzmi tvoj dupe kući
Ako to nije još milijun, ne bih se pokupio
Lažnim majkama koji se uvijek sjede na prijestolju
Sve što želim da nešto maca, dušo, daj psa kost, da, da
Ne treba mi puno, ali imam mnogo
Ne treba mi puno, ali imam puno, da
Dvjesto za bičem na parkiralištu
Sve cuttin ', okreće ovo sranje u brijačnicu
Kune, uvijek shinin, ne mogu vam reći ako je mračno ili ne
Samo par stvari o kojima sam razmišljao, da, da