Broken Flowers
I need that money up front, I don't play no games
That pretty motherfucker who'll be spitting on your grave
Have em slept, have em marked with a red dot on slay
Beetleborg bag and a double edged blade

If you want smoke then I'll help you count the days
Knock you to the ground and put ya in a haze
Have you begging on your knees like in lord Lil RoseGold's name we’ll pray

I can do this all damn day

Talk about myself like a Brady or a Bundy
Keeps the bite marks on her booty cos she loves me
Left sweating like we left the whole room bloody

Jump in the tank and whip into the night ya
Creeping in the murdah with no headlights on
Only see our jewelry when we shining all bright unh
1911 when we pull up on sight ya

Bang bang gang gang with the gold teeth
Shit talkers, skull knockers, putting out the beef
Flash flash go dash get off of the street
We can do it don't test us leave us to our leaf
Cash machine, cash machine, please oh won't you sing to me
I stack it in the safe with the diesel, and the stacks I glean
Keep it all tracked so I know just what they're taxing me
I keep it all split just in case they're out there tracking me

Oh cash machine, oh cash machine, oh please oh won't you sing to me
I keep it in the safe with the cookie, and the stacks of green
Keep it all packed so I can dip if they're after me
I keep the hammer close just in case they think they catchin me

I need that money up front, I don't play no games
That pretty motherfucker who'll be spitting on your grave
Have em slept, have em marked with a red dot on slay
Beetleborg bag and a double edged blade