Thousands to M's

Yo, send all the workers up to five b man, you know what time it is man

Niggas did good this week man, let's celebrate

Bottles of crew, bagging in the living room, high noon

Couple rachets, snares, the razors and earmuffs

Walking joints, chirping niggas downstairs in the lobby converting

There's something next to live wires and goons

All in the sets hundreds to thousands, thousands to ms

Then tackle up the rims store, go and buy timbs

Hit the Popeyes, cops got eyes

We breezing through with nothing but fives

Puffing herb, we gon let the sun rise

They don't know niggas is slingering, what's the lingering?

Niggas ain't fiends, $400 jeans, cooling like it's England

Rather see me role in a hole, rocking state jeans and sneakers

Square sandwhich, juices and peaches

Not right now dick, this is our valve, we get down dick

None of that clown shit, we built it from a thou

See straight watchers, my niggas sleep, all of my unique poppers

Legends from the eighties came home, we got em eating poppers

Take money, eating steaks, being rude, feeding snakes

This is what get us all the planes and the eights

This is my land like Thailand, why?

Cause I control it and I own it, But some say it's FBI land

Now just gimme that, don't make me take that

The minute I'm finished with it, I go straight back

Re up and reload, keep up my workload

Homeboy this block is mine cause I say so (what)

Violation of the fequent statue to cash rules

Cocaine is a hell of a drug, the fortune of intelligent thugs

We the ones that they write movies about

Beautiful pounds, got the best doobies in town

Shoot it the fuck out, wash money, wipe the blood off of Benjamin's face

Defenders of the faith, measure the weight

Forever by itself, reaping pleasure from pain

We the best in the game, hit you in the chest and the brain

Now move weight homie and expand like Scarface

Leave you hanging from the chopper like Omar Suave

Ill Bill, suicidal live ayatollah, keeps it liver than Al Qaidia soldeirs

Sign in the name of Allah Jehovah

Portable wars, the blowjobs never stop

Freak bitches won't stop, snocker till their nose pop

Nose candy enthusiast

Bitches able to swallow an entire one liter bottle, abuser shit

We super gangsta, accurately cruising for bangers

Ya'll in the womb rappers, have to leave ya, remove you with hangers

We move like a federation of terror

Put you under the dirt, cus ain't no room in the equation for error