Elephants

Hello its the fly guy

Money to the sky guy

I can let the 9 color yall like some tie dye

Bars like my wifi

Cars like a drive by

Even when you tweetin still ain't even on my timeline

I keep the 9 I'm gettin cash times 9

I like my women real quiet like some mimes

I'm gettin lost in the money still I find time

For the brain like I'm Einstein

I don't know what them bitches thought

I can make your chick depart

I be hittin hoes you only see on 106 and park

Funny how them same hoes is always at my crib to talk

But if you came here just to talk, bitch get out my whip and walk

Cuz I ain't got time for losin time on stupid dimes

Take my head and lose my mind

I fuck these hoes in twos at times its 3 yea they at 2 and 9

See I make you feel the shine like I don't use your blinds

Baby give me brain and let my dick bruise your mind

Get money like social bankin

My hoes is so Sri Lankin

Its funny you boast n braggin

And I ain't got no hoes that's laggin

Got love and basketball

Chicks hug and pass my balls

She keep her flockin mouth shut and her ass involved

I love to freakin score, I never pass the ball

Your chick is on my pipe, cum white as Asher Roth

Wow, bitch I bling like blow

The money chinese so it ching like chow

Now what your hoe name is

My whip is so brainless

I let your chick suck on my dick until her throat famous

Your man is so nameless, and me I'm so famous

She ain't gettin no money from me, fuck what your hoe game is

Bad bitches only, sign on my dick

Give me brain shawty put your mind on my stick

I got thugs with me that'll grind for the brick

Time is money I ain't spendin time on your chick

Ew, still I pitch to a mil

I'm pullin hoes in like fish to a reel

My watch swimmin like my wrist full of gills

Cold dick leave a bitch full of chills, for real

Yall niggas can flip and kill me

I'm spittin that shit that's filthy

I cut your arm and put it on me ask you if you feel me

Aye Hanz my nigga is you filmin

I think that we should film it

I think that she should feel me

I'm spittin coke fiends ask a nigga if your dealin

I'm stackin money til that mothaflocka hits the ceilin

Yup, my bitch sweet like some penicillin

And I keep it drillin, that's a tool box nigga