5 dolla bill

100 on the dank, mo and the drank, bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day, 'cause even if i have 5 mil in the bank, i'ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank, i know there's a liquor store run somewhere in the mix, roll the windows down some get some air in this bitch, i'm tryna bring the crip walk back with this new shit, been a while since i wore the all navy blue fit, like done produced it, is three alone got these hoes goin' stupid, i gotta go 'cause i got me a old school, beatin' hard in the parking lot of the whole foods, y'all niggas better recognize, ain't shit goin' up unless divy inside, a bad bitch'll make up for all the wack bitches, separate the real ones from the averages, rule number two, don't trust no niggas, especially 'round yo girl they all savages, smoke cannabis, hell yea i hit, i left that pussy in bandages, 100 on the dank, mo and the drank, bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day, 'cause even if i have 5 mil in the bank, i'ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank, baby stack yo yapers, stack yo cho, stack it 'til that thang on swole, broke or rich uh i don't know, if you pitchin' in the party then we all gon' smoke, listen ass, cash, gas baby, i ain't turnin' down nothing but my, mighta seen me in the bucket or a jag maybe, think the game stop for you, oh yo ass crazy, you tryna play me see, i don't like to dream 'bout gettin' paid, gotta be the california steez givin' niggas game, brand new breeze on my sleeve i'ma situate, hoes down gs get ya green, hell nah baby ain't no fun 'less the div on it, i put that ass and a 5 dolla bill on it, cadillac in the super coupe de ville slowly, 405 watchin' niggas swoop and peel homie, 100 on the dank, mo and the drank, bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day, 'cause even if i have 5 mil in the bank, i'ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank, i'm a west coast rider, california rider, my niggas is the livest, you don't want no problems, just po' the henn up, shot a couple bucks to the homie pent up, ayy keep ya chin up, got two ounces in a baggy zipped up, and we backstage posted 'bout to smoke this shit up, chucks and nigga fuck the law, put a leash on yo bitch, nigga cuff yo broad, that's a lease on ya whip why you flossin' dog?, just copped a white tee at the slauson mall, 'bout to hit the studio so i called the squad, gave birth to yo style you can call us gods, "ayy like how you do it all with ease?", a lil yac and some sunflower seeds, what's good, westbound finna head to westwood, and a nigga on ten like westbrook, 100 on the dank, mo and the drank, bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day, 'cause even if i have 5 mil in the bank, i'ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank, that ain't yo bitch, that ain't yo ho, that ain't yo whip, that ain't yo home, we smokin' kush, that indica, pay me my money, then you can come, that's not yo bitch, that ain't yo ho, that ain't yo whip, that ain't yo home, we smokin' kush, and you can't have none