PS2 Lyrics

Bape zip up number nine,

Rock street wear like high fashion

Wock stains on my ricks,

Sippin', swervin' in traffic

Shawty suck me up so good, Goddamn bout pay her damn taxes

I ain't pay attention to school,

Was day dreamin',

In them damn classes

Okay, big body binmer x2,

Still want to fuck my ex too

New bitch, bad she rude,

Off of the za, can't move

Mud all in my cup,

This ain't no Mountain Dew

She slow, If she think I'm pressed, Can't let a hoe stop my groove

On stage, I'm actin' a fool,

You thought you was safe better check the rear view

Lil' bro just got new tool,

Get smoke like a eighth,

If your lips loose

I'm tired of talk,

You better walk,

Like you got somethin' to prove

I'm fly as a hawk,

These bitches gawk,

Damn, my OG was too smooth

Grabbin' attention

Like breakin' news,

She ask what I'm eatin' for lunch,

I said you

I'm tryna swim in this cash

Like a pool,

I'm tryna swim

With some bitches in Cancún

93 Jordan, Know I cannot lose,

I been here before,

Just follow my moves

The sliders is up,

You can tell by my moves,

Up and It's stuck,

Don't care about the rules

Bape zip up number nine,

Rock street wear like high fashion

Wock stains on my ricks,

Sippin', swervin' in traffic

Shawty suck me up so good, Goddamn bout pay her damn taxes

I ain't pay attention to school,

Was day dreamin',

In them damn classes

Okay, big body binmer x2,

Still want to fuck my ex too

New bitch, bad she rude,

Off of the za, can't move

Mud all in my cup,

This ain't no Mountain Dew

She slow, If she think I'm pressed, Can't let a hoe stop my groove