This remind me of the time I thought lost my rocks
Took my j's off and t hey was in my socks
Stones that big I put them in my watch
Got something for you haters and it's in that glock

We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder
We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder
This remind me of the time I thought lost my rocks

Took my j's off and t hey was in my socks
Stones that big I put them in my watch
Got something for you haters and it's in that glock

I got my mind made I wanna be a millionaire
I got my mind made I take them bitches anywhere
I got pocket full of stones like I'm bun b
I got a pocket full of phones like I'm pimp c
What ya know snow or ghetto more like willie d
I park that lamb in that ghetto
Well that's silly of me
I got my backs packed yeah I'm thinking road trip
That mr  ice cream  rocky road trip

I'm about that getting green
Yeah I'm bumpin project back
I make it back with these blocks
I bring the projects back
So I can cop that black benz for them chicken heads

I'm in the club spendin' ends yeah that chicken bread
We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder

We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder
This remind me of the time I thought lost my rocks

Took my j's off and they was in my socks
Stones that big I put them in my watch
Got something for you haters and it's in that glock

I'm in my 87' swiss that's my stove swag
I whip it till it's upset I make the stove mad
There's so much smoke up in this bitch man I can't see
And from a distance it look like
I'm makin' iced tea (man you say ice t)
Everybody looks cocoa
When my dog was on I got them for the low low
I'm in that black on black lamb I call it country black
I threw them 30's on them lade now that's my country lac
Now what ya license plate say
I'm standin' to tall  now what that 40 cal say
Bitch I will do ya'll
Is it true you be rollin' with them chopper toys
And everytime you in the club you
With them chopper boys
We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder

We cooking chickens no flour

We count the money weigh the powder
This remind me of the time I thought lost my rocks
Took my j's off and they was in my socks
Stones that big I put them in my watch

Got something for you haters and it's in that glock