Worth Lyrics

Sipping good drank got me moving too slowly

What's your Play Worth?

What's your play Worth Homie?

I been talking to the money I ain't really Lonely

Get out my face with that fake shit we ain't homies

Sipping good drank

Sipping good Drank Homie

What's your Play worth?

What's your play worth homie?

Just tell me if you seen a million dollar play homie

What's your Wrist worth?

What's your Wrist worth homie?

Looking like a Walking ticket got the racks on me

Striking these opps down like it's bowling

Don't need a Pat-down I got it on me

Burning these packs down till we floating

Gon have the teeth matching with the Rollie

Can't hold on to the pain it gotta keep flowing

Wheels don't stop you gotta keep going

Doing 180 don't know where I'm going

Beat up that pussy like Rocky Balboa

Really keep quiet bout that shit that we knowing

Took different Pills said she hate being sober

She gon come down from the high in October

I poured the whole fucking Four in my Soda

I got the whole fucking world on my shoulder

Ran afew racks then we ran it back, throwing fucking plays like a Quarterback

Bitch look good with her ass out, got her doing splits on a Rolling Mat

Where a nigga from don't ask me that, on the Northside where you catch me at

You can catch me where all the money at

You can catch me where all the Playas at

Flood her bank account with plenty racks damn near gave a bitch a heart attack

Sipping good drank

Sipping good Drank Homie

What's your Play worth?

What's your play worth homie?

Just tell me if you seen a million dollar play homie

What's your Wrist worth?

What's your Wrist worth homie?

Rip to my real ones

Pouring out for the homies

Thou shall never be broke nigga

Thou shall never die homeless

Dolce Dolce on the feet nigga

Dolce painted on her Toenails

Rip to my real ones

Pouring out for the homies