100 Grand

[Produced by Freeway] [Hook] If it ain’t money then you get to be (alone) She hit the weed and then she fell asleep (smoke) Yeah, it’s only OG that he selling me She wanna fuck what she keep telling me Yeah, I’m driving fast, I let the swisher burn I’m a pimp, she got to wait her turn Yeah, oh she mad, she need to understand That my lifestyle 100 grand [Verse 1] The way I smoke a pound on the dresser I’m a pimp, feel like Hugh Hefner Chanel chains cover up my body KTZ and all this came from Kwazi I got the juice and I can’t keep em off me How these bitches end up in the lobby? Wake and bake then sip my coffee Bitches bad, she got a softy They see the sleeves and ask me what it cost me What the record label toss me [Hook] [Verse 2] 30 thousand dollars on the floor I wear em once and then they out the door Call me anything but never poor I beat her twice and now she say she sore Why they question what I fucking wear? I spent a thousand on my underwear Bitches all talk and share Tell my dog to pick a pair I bet they leave with you Give you head and smoke some weed with you [Hook][x2]