(feat. Brisco)



[Brisco:]

Uhh, yeah, I did it

This ya boy (Brisco!)

C'mon, sex love and money

3-oh-five (you know that's right)

Yeah ("Da Bottom" nigga)

P-O-E, B-O-Y, c'mon

What the streets sayin? Sex love and money

Straight sex, G-12, V-Class, real Swayze

Sex love and money, yeah, Johnny Boy, Ace

It's over ("Da Bottom" bitch!)



Look at Brisc', ball in all flavors

Hit the club, smoke drink, touch a little anus

Leave with a bad bitch, I wonder what her name is

It's always better when you have sex with a stranger

Drunk as fuck, can hardly see

This X got me where I need to be, nigga please

I'm, young don don, golden child

Proper with the hurricane fitted, every crime committed

My name's mentioned from cocaine to killings

From tanks of propane we use to blow up the buildings with

We not considerate, that's what a villain is

Keep hustlin, a nigga got a mill' again

You boys ain't ready for war on the contrary

Sherry canary my shit's patent like {?} berry

Bang, blow 'em open like a goon killer

Tell 'em I'm comin soon kill 'em, clear the room

To kill 'em, kill 'em, Brisc', uh-huh

Yeah, c'mon, sex love and money yeah

(And when you see him gonna give 'em the some'n some'n)

Yeah, Ideal, what that do boy?

I'm the unsung hero man

(Freaky, freaky, freaky freaky fly man)

(Freaky, freaky, freaky freaky..)