Lyrics
Metro
Ya dig?
I'm a bailer, same way I own a miller
Own the smell up, cooked the, uh, he tried to sell us
You can pick up couple grand and a fill up
Peel the top back, we don' need no fucking peeler
Uncle Murda, you can still get turned up
In suburbans, came in six levels up
I'm a flush, yellow Xanny school bus
On the island, damn near spent a million plus
This some big dawg shit, get your levels up (bitch)
Last time I seen a slut, she had started nuttin'
I had got her to her worst, we was all in public (right)
She don't gotta do nothin' first 'cause she out your budget (count it)
White bad shit, looking like a fucking napkin (uh-huh)
We been claspin' (let's go), shit, that's why we always absent (woo)
Understanding, Phantom Rolls-Royce, it's backwards (yeah, yeah)
They respect us, honeycomb AP bezel (woo)
I'm just mad 'cause (uh-huh), the cameras on the front and back of us (woo)
They stay gassed up (yeah, yeah), they don't know when it's time to mash for us (woo)
She cumming fast up there (uh-huh), I'on't know when it's time to care for her (woo)
Smoking a vegetable, I just been choppin' and fuckin' up vegetables (woo)
I'm a bailer, same way I own a miller
Own the smell up, cooked the, uh, he tried to sell us
You can pick up couple grand and a fill up
Peel the top back, we don' need no fucking peeler
Uncle Murda, you can still get turned up
In suburbans, came in six levels up
I'm a flush, yellow Xanny school bus
On the island, damn near spent a million plus
