I put ah gold Gucci on meh tings neck I leave her leaking til she drip wet And I bout to cut ah big check You making it go now Straight to the floor break it down like a yo yo Yeah Yeah Sinking your ship and that ting aint no row boat Yeah Make me walk the plank ah bet imma dive right in it On God Splishy Splash Spend some cash Spend Some Blow ah bag Bag If you tryna act up you getting snatched up Im that boy And thats ah fact She on my line and now its a wrap Tryna ride it like ah Maybach Shawty throw it way back Way back like the back seat Rewind it like a tape deck She just want to party I just want punani Whine up on me slowly Grip-pin on your body yea Bad bitches with me and they wit Yeah Yeah Couple freak model thoughts and they with it Yeah Yeah Do what I want big homie got the key to the city Yeah Yeah I gotta live meh life and then put it all in ah song Yeah Yeah Bad bitches with me and they wit it Yeah Yeah Couple freak model thoughts and they with it Yeah Yeah Do what I want big homie got the key to the city Yeah Yeah I gotta live meh life and then put it all in ah song Yeah Yeah Hmmm Peel off wit ah sweat fuck from St. Martin If you is ah man then you is the only one that she been dawging Yeah Plus I get my blunt lit I done been spark it Yeah Plus it been over ten years since I shop target Flinging that fuck in ah circle that mudascunt wet It feel like we dish washing She know that I aint stopping I only getting started She bring about 3 of her friends Cause she know that I need options If I get you mad, give you some dick Thats just a peace offering Th3rd right here with me and all his things come in threes Birds always around when it comes from man from overseas Skin it out fling back bend down low Low enough to touch your knees World wide known even back home I got the keys Bad bitches with me and they wit Yeah Yeah Couple freak model thoughts and they with it Yeah Yeah Do what I want big homie got the key to the city Yeah Yeah I gotta live meh life and then put it all in ah song Yeah Yeah Bad bitches with me and they wit it Yeah Yeah Couple freak model thoughts and they with it Yeah Yeah Do what I want big homie got the key to the city Yeah Yeah I gotta live meh life and then put it all in ah song Yeah Yeah

Price way Thuggin' foreal, You know I'm thuggin', I'm thuggin' foreal Aye Price, I be thuggin' foreal You know I'm thuggin' foreal I'm thuggin' foreal These niggaz be buggin' foreal You must be a fool if you think I ain't bussin' foreal I get that shit how I live Hop in the Booth Spit that fire, this shit ain't no drill Yeah this that shit they gon' feel My dawg told me do that shit big I feel like Shaquille Aye, cappin' (They cappin',they cappin',they cappin') Stop talkin' that shit that you don't do I put in work on the Pro Tools (I put that shit on the street) I bless the mic wid my vocals This shit would prolly touch your soul too I got hittaz, niggaz, I got soldiers I got bitches always tryna fuck me Damn, dat bitch dusty Fuck her one night, now she say that she love me I had to tell that bitch don't get too comfy Soon as I nut, bitch i'm back in the Country Rollin' up Gas, this shit ain't no Lumbi Light that shit up Ooo dat bitch funky Fuck it, this THC got my nose runnin' Please don't run up on a nigga, we gunnin' Ready or not, tell them niggaz we comin' Walk wid them sticks in the streets, we be drummin' Just like the heart beats Niggaz dying as quick as they heart beat Dump his ass in the sea, let the sharks feast Niggaz know about Price, I a born Beast Hit the road, I strapped up like a car seat So much smoke in the whip, bitch i can't see Baddest bitch wid me look like a Barbie I cannot fuck wid her (Aye) Look, I cannot fuck wid her if she ain't bossy Disrespect, bitch, I don't let that fuck pass me Plus I move solo, I don't need no Posse But I got troupes, just like the Army And they 'gon shoot, this fuck ain't no dance be Youngins, they quick to pull up wid a 40 Three to yah fitted, you don't stand a chance be I grew up on the Hillside I know some niggaz that did time Same niggaz told me Big Slime Only bars you should be behind is when you spit rhymes Wah the fuck does go on wid these lil guys They gon' hate to see me do it big time Like Keem and Soul, I keep a ill mind But don't worry bout me dawg, I been fine Price, I Be thuggin' foreal You know I'm thuggin' foreal I'm thuggin' foreal These niggaz be buggin' foreal You must be a fool if you think I ain't bussin' foreal I get that shit how I live Hop in the booth, spit that fire This shit ain't no drill Yeah, this that shit they gon' feel My dawg told me do that shit big I feel like Shaquille And this right here, this just in case you young punks forget Just keep your fuckin' loose change and pay me my Respect This that real Z6ne shit Original money makers In the building You feel me? (Haaahaha) Get the fuck outta here