Whatever She Want

I ride with my stick go wherever I go
I stay with my bitch go wherever I go
Gucci, Chanel get whatever she want
Go to Barney’s, Saks, Neiman Marcus
Try to run down on me, know imma pop shit
Drum with a green beam know imma Glocksmith
Hit where it hurt, i’m running his pockets
.556 no .762, I scope out the scene then clear out the room
Ride around dark tint, just me and Judas
Really be shooters, this ain’t for music
He try to diss, he gon get popped
Watch out for feds and neighborhood watch
Imma be laughing when his body drop
Imma go to his funeral, say fuck the opps
I’m riding round town with a .50
Just in case these lil niggas try to get me
Posted up right wit my Nicky
I got about 40, I gave em a 10 piece
Big racks now she in love
But she ain’t wan fuck with me when I was counting up ones
100s and 50s and dubs
She telling me Freeco come over and shoot up the club
She be like Freeco you stay with that .9
I ride with my stick go wherever I go
I stay with my bitch go wherever I go
Gucci, Chanel get whatever she want
Go to Barney’s, Saks, Neiman Marcus
Try to run down on me, know imma pop shit
Drum with a green beam know imma Glocksmith
Hit where it hurt, i’m running his pockets
She be like Freeco you stay with that .9
I ride with my stick go wherever I go
I stay with my bitch go wherever I go
Gucci, Chanel get whatever she want