Lacoste White Tee Lyrics

I'ma bless the beat, you ask for it, let go

Hum hum hum hummm

Hum hum hummm

Hummm hum hummm humhum

Pimpin' that bitch, oh, pop out with that stick, blowin'

This a 40 Glock, and I'm bangin' 'til his head blowin'

We stick the clip to the clip, hum, hop out with that big load

He a mini opp, so he gon' get stomped by Rich Snow

So she like me, in my Lacoste white tee

Got that jewelry on my neck, dancing like an ornament

And it's a chopstick, careful, I got drugs in my body

Oh that cloney-ass, bum-ass hoe, that bitch pussy

Shawty says she like me, chokin' on that white D

Am I high or something, I got drugs in my body

It's a gangsta activity, cut his head off, ayo

Oh, let's bring a stretcha for the enemy

When I say stretch'em, they're runnin' up on em

Oh, bless the boy, bang him, S4L, we gettin' him

He took his handgun, oh, he think he gangsta

He ain't ready to fire, but we gon' send hollows on him

Bitch, we ballin' up, money up

Saint Laurent, Polo, Lacoste it aint much

Walkin' in the shop, with my double cup

They ain't tell me nothin' cause I buy things that I don't know the cost

Don't tell me nothin' cause I buy shits that I don't give a fuck

On my mama, pussy, we gon' spin your block

Where I come from, there's nothin' but opps, machetes and choppas

Bought a brand new Glock, we gon' turn you in a dancer

Pimpin' that bitch, oh, pop out with that stick, blowin'

This a 40 Glock, and I'm bangin' 'til his head blowin'

We stick the clip to the clip, hum, hop out with that big load

He a mini opp, so he gon' get stomped by Rich Snow

So she like me, in my Lacoste white tee

Got that jewelry on my neck, dancing like an ornament

And it's a chopstick, careful, I got drugs in my body

Oh that cloney-ass, bum-ass hoe, that bitch pussy

Bitch, you want me to be your man

Cause Rich is fresh as hell, I'm ballin' on the Gram

But I'm a bad person, don't you understand

If you see me smilin', then I entertain (that's what I am)

Bitch, you never been with a guy like me, I only think about money

Got a anger in my body, on my mama, I think you a dummy

You wanna a rich ass man, you thought it was me, cause I'm in foreign

Run away-way-way, cause I'm the man who gon' treat you bad (gang gang)

Pimpin' that bitch, oh, pop out with that stick, blowin'

This a 40 Glock, and I'm bangin' 'til his head blowin'

We stick the clip to the clip, hum, hop out with that big load

He a mini opp, so he gon' get stomped by Rich Snow

So she like me, in my Lacoste white tee

Got that jewelry on my neck, dancing like an ornament

And it's a chopstick, careful, I got drugs in my body

Oh that cloney-ass, bum-ass hoe, that bitch pussy

Yeah he pussy

Yeah, I'm a gentleman, let go

It's Rich Snowman, he bout to snow

Hum hum