Lyrics
and i don t fuck with bitches that don t ride with hands
From nothin to something, double g s on with the g on the boots
double g s on with the g on the boots
Buzzer on the beat hoe, we the west huh?, money on your head nigga tic tac toe
Drop the roof on the coupe, and everything that we do we gotta bleed Moses, all my bitches to their left shake their ass for me
That s my rude, from nothin to something, buzzer on the beat hoe
All my young flocka niggas go pass for me, i go all or nothing
Double g s on with the g on the boots, and i don t fuck with bitches that don t ride with hands Moses, i get the act and the donkey
Let me show my crease, i get money and love songs i m gi joe
From nothing to something, i get money and love songs i m gi joe
From nothin to something, from nothin to something, bitch i m breaking the rules
i get money and love songs i m gi joe
then it gon do what it do
Buzzer on the beat hoe, let me show my crease
From nothin to something, money on your head nigga tic tac toe Joe, let them niggers tell it
i got a whole white benz just to ride with my friends
tell rick ross cross that she dance for me
Let me show my crease, i get the turnin the function
Fuck the alphabet boys i only fuck with g s, drop the roof on the coupe Joe, i got money in that pocket ye i stack my cheese
And everything that we do we gotta bleed, i got money in that pocket ye i stack my cheese
And where i come from we don t fuck with yees, i do a hundred on the freeway feeling the breeze, i get the turnin the function
Tell rick ross cross that she dance for me, let them niggers tell it to, maseratti or pumpkin
Then it gon do what it do, i get the turnin the function Nothing, fuck the alphabet boys i only fuck with g s
Twenty thousand one now that s no game hoe, i do a hundred on the freeway feeling the breeze Moses, and tell my maliah could she please shake her ass for me