[Verse 1: Freakshow]
If the deal ain't a mil then don’t ask me to sign it
I know i'm that n*gga yo b*tch a go sign it
Got my name on her ass lookin' just like I signed it
Throwin' up t’s like we speakin' sign language
If you ain't speaking money you ain't speaking my language
I.. I.., I am that n*gga she with when she out and she not coming home
You.. You.., you be that n*gga thats crying and calling and texting her phone
Me and 3 hoes we back in the bizz
f*ck f*ckin' one I need all of her friends
Thraxxx gang man and we full of the market my stock goin' up like a rocket
[Verse 2: Lizzle]
Grindin
We been we been grindin' for all this sh*t
Thraxxx gang been grindin' for all this sh*t
Don’t leave yo b*tch around none of my n*ggas (n*gga)
We’ve been grindin' for all this sh*t
Put time into all this sh*t
Problem
My b*tch is a problem
All she wan do is go shopping
All she wan eat is hibachi
I should’ve left her ass in college
Right there in the dorm where I found her
Thraxxx gang I am one of the founders
Yo b*tch like to call me her favah
I ain't talking austin powers
Pancake and the smoke keep me balanced
That pus*y is fie
Go head and ignite it
I might go to sleep up inside it
I might count some sheep up in silence
I stack money neat then I hide it
If I like the fabric I buy
If like yo b*tch imma try
She love my di*k she inspired
We Smoking we f*ck till we tired
Then after that she go to sleep
And I get a little more fried
[Verse 3: FP]
I’m finessing
Ground hard every night I’m never resting
I be down and back b4 I learn my lesson
What you do I start finessing
[?]
f*ck your girl
Kill that pus*y and my di*k and leave the weapon
When I throwin' up the t’s
Thraxxx gang when im repping
When I throwing hella ones no no I ain't flexing
Cause you see me stressing
I had nothing still count up my blessings
sh*tting on these n*ggas I ain't even started my digestion
Throwing money up and b*tches started catching
This sh*t must be contagious
Two redbone with me thick as yellow pages
Every time she get in the car she wanna play this
Rollin' up some weed sean took from a pedestrian
20 50 100s bankroll keep progressing
50 n*ggas dying to ride out for my protection
Prepare for the hate that’s coming my direction
[Verse 4: Bankroll Marky]
Don’t knock me out pacquiao
Boy I bob and I weave these b*tches with ease
Lot of wanna be me’s
n*ggas Spilling fake teas Just let my di*k breathe
[?]
My rollie on freeze… yea my rollie on freeze
Catch me posted all up on the bliggidy white tiggidy big 4 figgidy
And I pull up to the trap couple stack triple stack
My rollie on bliggidy
And you must not be one of them thraxxx gang n*ggas if you not feeling me
And you must not be one of them thraxxx gang n*ggas if you not feeling me
[Verse 5: Rim]
You n*ggas more bout mollys
My n*ggas more worried bout dollars
Got killers plus killers plus killers
That sh*t just [?] more bodies
I pull this gun to your party
I am [?]
I’ve been grindin' for all this sh*t
Catch your brovah in all that sh*t
Catch your grandmuva and kill that b*tch
Cop a new lex got rid of my b*tch
Now these b*tches wan hop out the cut and sh*t
On twitter talk about where the f*ck you been
All day in the bank tryna fill that b*tch
Thraxxx gang in the building we killed this sh*t
Who the f*ck think different [?]
And it make it no better with this mafia sh*t
Betta hope you get a lane just to plan this b*tch
[Verse 6: Boogie Snow]
On God!
I’m winning I’m winning I stamp it on God
See don’t let them fool you that money they flexing is just a vasad(?)
I smoked the whole family its no one left that you can send my regards
I smoke on this earth I’m so high I feel like I’m the first man on mars
Is you smoking or what? is you joking or what?
Is she poking or what? is she catching this nut?
21 [?]
Kicked it like I’m forrest gump
And if ya b*tch want some good gas for free she gotta pull up to my pump and let me pump
I’m bussin they ass cause I buss my whole ass since the [?]what I got
So if that ain't grindin' you don’t what is cause you neva been high
Swear it’s a movement but ya'll need to just move the hell out our spot
Cause thraxxx [?] takeover and no ultimatum whether you like it or not
Imma keep grindin' for all this sh*t
Can’t quit now so much more I could get
Keep my gun on [?] Don’t bring one out here
Fake it till I make it I never knew one [?]
[?] like Paint on the ceiling
Ain't mean to f*ck the party up
Yea we in this b*tch
We been…