V12 - LBS Kee'vin

Big money, I’m having it

I made a living off cannabis

If I give you this dick can you handle it?

These hoes be scandalous

Sometimes it’s hard to manage it

Want a verse? That’s fifteen bands for this

Put his face on a shirt for playing with it

And I’ll do time in the can for this

You was my nigga but you switched over

Now I gotta look over my shoulder

The streets made my heart colder

How the fuck can he afford a Range Rover?

Got big racks in my sofa

And a V12 stamp on my motor

Skrrt, 12 can’t catch me

She get on her knees to give me a blessing

I’m fucking her best friend

She giving me head, you popping the question

And I keep a weapon

It’s either the Glock or the Smith & Wesson

Leave a nigga resting

Put bread on your head, don’t know why you testing my patience

Get money, don’t take vacations

Get caught, we writing statements

Can we fuck without a title, baby?

How you let a fuck nigga drive you crazy?

They break their neck when I ride Mercedes

No not Crip but I count blue faces

'Cause honest shit I’m always in the latest

Trap still jump like back in the 80's

Big money, I’m having it

I made a living off cannabis

If I give you this dick can you handle it?

These hoes be scandalous

Sometimes it’s hard to manage it

Want a verse? That’s fifteen bands for this

Put his face on a shirt for playing with it

And I’ll do time in the can for this

Pull up in a V12, I don’t need a seatbelt

We don’t beef over females

Sell that shit like it’s retail

They wonder what we sell

Do the dash then we leave 12

Wander around til my feet swell

Send a hit out if he tells

Four years straight I been in designer

She knows I’m the shit, I ain’t gotta remind her

I been working, you been in recliners

I’m balling for real, you niggas just wanna

work on the corner

bitch I can fuck when I wanna

Head so good I’m stuck in a coma

I’m in her stomach like she was a donor

Big money, I’m having it

I made a living off cannabis

If I give you this dick can you handle it?

These hoes be scandalous

Sometimes it’s hard to manage it

Want a verse? That’s fifteen bands for this

Put his face on a shirt for playing with it

And I’ll do time in the can for this