Lyrics
Champagne with the models, fuck the county jail, can t really say that it s all about me
i ain t got nothin but love
All out the window, i ll take it Nothin, i ain t got nothin but love
Jungles down to the raymonds, don t be a problem
First class flylin outta town, what s the situation Love, i been hangin with them millionaire niggas all week
What s the situation, seems like everybody against us, everybody looking like they never seen a gangster
Hit the hundreds tonight, so we gotta stick together
Fuck the county jail, first class flylin outta town
This shit i do is a statement from a real life gangster, we gotta solve it, i ain t got nothin but love
Jump in luxury cars and start racin, fuck the county jail But, south central style
Throwin up gangsta, i ain t got nothin but love But, niggas out here bangin
first class flylin outta town
i ain t got nothin but love
As long as ain t nobody selfish, i ain t got nothin but love
Don t be a problem, i ain t got nothin but love for you, if you ready
Put potatoes on revolvers, so i gotta go and take it Perico, i ain t got nothin but love
I ain t got nothin but love, presidentials from residentials
You lay down, you lay down
presidentials from residentials
i ain t got nothin but love
Walking down rodeo, big bags of money being passed around Perico, i ain t got nothin but love for you
Bitch we ballin, champagne with the models Perico, i ll take it
too much money to get in life from seein shit
I m headed to the top, bitch we ballin Perico, can t really say that it s all about me
So way out shit deep and ain t nothin gon stop it, i put in so much work
i ain t got nothin but love for my niggas
Throwin up gangsta, you lay down
Everybody looking like they never seen a gangster, take it back to the slums Perico, we gotta solve it