YouCanTellAlotAboutAManByTheNeckOfHisShirt Lyrics

Hood out blade out
Bitch I'm ready
Pro cut type neck
Bitch I'm heavy
Dirty old shoes but
I get clean money
When you get money
You don't care bout nuttin'
Still I know that I don't mean nothing
It just feel nice putting food in my stomach
One million blunts and I'm back to the curve
Young white trash came back for the serve
Long hair looking like a young white bitch
But you never see a bitch go like this
Roll my sticks I'mma show my wrist
And roll of the diamonds
Let it shine let it glisten
White boys can't listen
Get too mad they don't sound like this
Watch out who you dissing
I don't say a word you just wind up missing

And it's just like that
When I speak bitch don't talk back
And it's just like that
When I speak bitch don't talk back
Said it's just like that
When I speak bitch don't talk back