In your face
TM88
TM88
Look at the cherry on my blunt 
I flame it up, I know you smell the skunk 
All this money got me saggin, bitch, you see my Louis trunks
Its been six years since I smoked some 51 
I stuff the Tooka in a cone then I blaze
Im sittin on clouds with Glock, I gave the stars my AK
Im sipping the Sprite Tequila, bitch, the red be the Chase 
Is you mad? I see red in your face 
Called a tooly, knock off you goofies, so many clips, its a movie
Im a rich kid bitch call me Skooly
Sip so much drank, call me Smoothie
Let the doors back to chopper shootin
Thats how my partners doin
We hold up, turn that shit down then get you some chopper music
So many rocks in by my time, they like boy are you blind?
I call Johnny Dang like why my shit on Alaska time?
God damn I got me a rapid 9
Pro wrapping my 9-5
I got NFL chopper, he like quarter back to 9
That mean pass it back to folks
100 grand in my mattress hoe
Im flexing, I got the dough
I should get my mattress a boat
I should get my jewels a room
I should get my shoes a broom
Cause if a nigga step on my shoes, he knows, he doomed
Look at the cherry on my blunt 
I flame it up, I know you smell the skunk 
All this money got me saggin, bitch, you see my Louis trunks
Its been six years since I smoked some 51 
I stuff the Tooka in a cone then I blaze
Im sittin on clouds with Glock, I gave the stars my AK
Im sipping the Sprite Tequila, bitch, the red be the Chase 
Is you mad? I see red in your face 
I see the red in your face, my bad, I was late, I was getting dough
Got red in my drank, got hollows and K, he hit you hoe
Look at my tool, bitch step on my shoes, he wrenchin hoe
She looking at me, dont talk to Chief Keef, he billing hoes
She know we bang bros, she act like she dont, we blitzin hoes
Is it Halloween? or its just Keef, he tricking hoe
She look at my chest, she look at my wrist, she feeling on me
Step out of the car, they like look at his shoes, we gettin those
Im done gettin money, until tomorrow, Im getting old
This beat from a bitch, thats top from a bitch, you already know
Pull up in that monster, these hoes fall out, Im killing hoe
Im riding foreign, Im from the streets, yes, Chiraq, Drillinois
Look at the cherry on my blunt 
I flame it up, I know you smell the skunk 
All this money got me saggin, bitch, you see my Louis trunks
Its been six years since I smoked some 51 
I stuff the Tooka in a cone then I blaze
Im sittin on clouds with Glock, I gave the stars my AK
Im sipping the Sprite Tequila, bitch, the red be the Chase 
Is you mad? I see red in your face