by Dom Kennedy
[Intro: Dom Kennedy]
Yeah, yeah
Tomorrow I might get that motherfuckin’ car wash and shit
Drive around all day, playin’ my shit
Yeah, my shit
[Hook: Dom Kennedy]
I never do much talkin’, I never do much trickin’
I never do no hatin’, I’m what the gang’s been missing
I hear you niggas talking, you niggas sound like bitches
I’m all about my riches, I’m open even on Christmas
[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
She love the fucking attention, I let her fuck, that’s my mission
Maybe we can go fishing, she like that I was different
My bartender, she from Michigan, truffel furthest from the kitchen
Happy hour like fuck it, this how we be livin’
When every moment is a picture, we spending thousands on fixtures
Money, hoes, what a mixture, I’m not smoking no swishers
Fuck with me, it’s addictive, when I’m gone you gonna miss it
Either way it’s my pleasure, this is more like a friendship
I never do no stalkin’, I never do no trickin’
I never do no waitin’, I must be out here trippin’
I hear you niggas talking, you niggas sound like bitches
I’m all about my riches, I’m working even on Christmas
Lakers verse the Pistons
This shirt cost me a ticket, my girl purse is with ‘, it’s parmesan with my chicken
I’m dressed like I’ve been dealing, a silk shirt when I’m chillin’
More roof in the ceiling, hundred proof so she feel it
I see you from my building, together we can make billions
Diamond, certified brilliant, this restaurant is Sicilian
Damn, I had the best feeling, then you had to cash feelings
She always wear the best denim, I fuck with you, you real one
Watches be the Brazilian, taxes over a million
Opium till it’s over, Wu Tangs for the children
[Hook]
[Outro: Dom Kennedy]
I never do much talkin’, I never do much trickin’
I never do no hatin’, I must be out here trippin’
I never do much talkin’, I never do much trickin’
I never do no hatin’, I must be out here trippin’
I never do much talkin’, I never do much trickin’
I never do no hatin’, I must be out here trippin’
