Master Sensei Platinum - HoodRich Pablo Juan

No such thing as bad student, only bad teacher

Teacher say, student do

Yeah, nigga

Louis bag having nigga

Louis duffel bags with the bags in it

Coming in with a 18-wheeler, I need somewhere to back in

Wrapping and trapping, I’m going and picking up the front end and the back end

Got a Louis bag with nothing but bags in it

I get it dirt cheap, why the fuck he be taxing?

Free Bloody Black, he got locked up for trafficking

Jamaican weed plug get the brick from Africans

Put the trap in the choke hold, got them tapping in

Ran out of Percs and I’m back on them Vicodins

Everything I do, them niggas be biting it

Go in the booth off the top like I’m writing it

Shit on my mind.

I can’t do shit but grind

Chopper on me, nigga, you ain’t finna take mine

Up all night, go to sleep in the day time

Trap out the trap, phone ring like a chatline

Auntie need the Percocet for her spine

Ain’t about money?

Don’t call, wasting my time

Got my little baby brother with a little baby 9

Don’t play 'bout my money, I need every dime

Pussy ass nigga, get the fuck from 'round me

Can’t fuck with you niggas, you ain’t like my kind

Dance on them work like I’m Deion in his prime

Hit the trap with the bricks, hard punchline

These rapping ass niggas be lying

Lent me that work 'cause he know it be flying

Drinking that Hitech raw like it wine

Fish in the coupe, when I’m cooking, I’m frying

Trapping hard, 25/8, overtime

200, mash the gas, it ain’t no finish line

I go to Jeffrey’s, I don’t wear the Finish Line

I want platinum cookies, but I’ll take any kind

In the latest fashion with a hundred dollar line

VIP, never waited in line

Got a box coming in with a dime

My young nigga give me three, sell it in dimes

You a snitch ass nigga, I can see it in yo eyes

Cook up the dope, it gone rise

Put on the Tom Ford like the Master of Disguise

Strapped up with guns, don’t come with no knives

Throw him a party, it come with a prize

Candler Road, nigga, we call it 1'5

I got the babies, these niggas just whine

I got on jewelry like I’m already signed

Master Sensei, I break up the bricks

Take out a 9 and I spend it at Phipps

2 .38s on me like I got hips

I’m in the hood where the drugs get dealt

Yeah, nigga

You know what’s going on, Pablo Juan, nigga

Off the top, nigga

I know they be hating and you know what the fuck going on, nigga

Yeah, real nigga shit, man

You know where to find me at, nigga

Pussy ass nigga, y’all niggas ain’t