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Yeah, Smurk I aint gon lie, this shit be I be on that shmurda shit, that shit over with Like that, no auto Gang Man, what? Niggas bitches, act like they be gettin switches, niggas lyin Hit my DM like they killers, niggas really aint outside All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride I be cooled up and—, fuck that, ayy Zoo, post up outside Who told these niggas that they gang and they can hang? That shit be strange I be there, then I pull off, my entouragell take your brain We put switchеs on them glizzies, we aint еven got no time to aim If you snitch, your ass cant come back round, we aint that type of gang You got your gun, and you be postin on the Gram? I can see it in your eyes, get in that jam and you will tell In these streets, you really gotta watch them niggas, that shit real I shot dice with millionaires, so I dont really gamble Zelle, these niggas losing We gon pop out on our feet, who out the roof? This shit the truth I aint gon speak on other cities, but Chiraq, that shit a zoo Pop a pill and ride around with your killers, thats the move 2015, killers talkin bout who they killed, that shit be new Put your mask on This that striker shit, for sure Put some tags on If your ass got a bag, put your guys on Brodie locked up for a body he aint do, he got lied on Roll your blunt up Aint no gas inside that steamer, Ima get him stuntin us Pop outside with two 30s, look like nunchucks Just to get inside, Ill probably give your guns up You a dumb fuck Niggas bitches, act like they be gettin switches, niggas lyin Hit my DM like they killers, niggas really aint outside All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride I be cooled up and—, fuck that, ayy Zoo, post up outside Who told these niggas that they gang and they can hang? That shit be strange I be there, then I pull off, my entouragell take your brain We put switches on them glizzies, we aint even got no time to aim If you snitch, your ass cant come back round, we aint that type of gang I never fuck with nan one of yall, dont put that on my name You aint lit, you did a little fraud and went and bought a chain Ima stick out like a sore thumb, aint none of us the same I came up inside a dog house, my mom gave me the game I bossed everyone up around me, how the fuck Im gon complain? Know my opps never gon catch me, Im ridin bulletproof Range Im a real big dawg, on Sparks Street, my apartments go crazy Its just somethin bout that chopstick when that frying pan get shady I was just dead broke, seem like yesterday, now Im thankin God that I made it Fuck all these fake pages and these clout chasers, dont none of yall know Baby Im being calm now, when that time come, I swear Im playin straight crazy Im at the top spot, they gotta pay me, yall lil niggas move out my way Niggas bitches, act like they be gettin switches, niggas lyin Hit my DM like they killers, niggas really aint outside All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride I be cooled up and—, fuck that, ayy Zoo, post up outside Who told these niggas that they gang and they can hang? That shit be strange I be there, then I pull off, my entouragell take your brain We put switches on them glizzies, we aint even got no time to aim If you snitch, your ass cant come back round, we aint that type of gang

Yeah, gotta let em know Im here Gotta know my vision clear I aint waiting on niggas, they wouldve left me in the rear Only God know whats up with me, the only one I fear I made a dub last year and blew that money on some gear, forreal You know we cut different grew up runnin round the ville In love with that money, the money give me a thrill In love with your honey, she cummin for me forreal Told her keep her mouth closed cause thats that shit that get you killed Cant fall nigga, Im a dawg nigga Everytime I get that chance you know Ima ball nigga And if I cant get my dawg up then Ima fall with em Know it wouldnt even feel right if Iont ball with em Why these niggas keep on bendin and foldin? Everytime a nigga winnin they holdin They dont wanna see me up, they just wanna see me stuck I got endurance for the money I be runnin that shit up, aye All I ever did was showed love, aye Guess that shit there just wasnt enough, damn Funny how these niggas switchin up, way I thought you was suppose to be my fam, damn No and I wasnt surprised but its straight now I just see you cant be one of them guys All I see is dollar signs when I close my eyes Every nigga claim they real but they just livin a lie They dont wanna see me win, they wanna see me bend They dont want me in that Benz they want me walkin I gave them niggas my all when I aint have too I swear I gotta take off nigga Im past due Lately I been really feelin like I really deserve this All the shit we been through I just hope it was worth it Fold up up sticks we dont come out at play time The only time I get to see my son is on FaceTime I been goin through some shit lately Wonderin why these pussy niggas hate me When Im the same nigga from the block that tried to save em We been runnin since a jit man I damn near raised em Thinkin should we go and get them sticks and erase em Watch my man fold in the jam like some paper Im just tryna chase my dreams, get my weight up We was broke we couldnt sleep we just stayed up Runnin from them laws on a daily basis I just pray to God when I wake up Iont catch no cases We got dirty Ks on the block They dont want a nigga to pop They aint never gon stop Ima keep gettin this paper Aint gon waiver I love her but I wont save her I be damned if I chase her

Burr gang, leave a nigga cold It aint my business, it aint my beef, I aint on no side Yall got guns and we got guns, but we dont post ours Lil Q poppin like a giant, he just 45 Told him hit em in the leg and make them niggas your size These niggas gon end up dead, they keep on playin both sides These niggas gon end up dead, they keep on playin both sides They gon need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties They gon need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties I made it from the streets, it aint no mercy on these streets Its hot as mercury, these boysll murk you on these streets These bitches double dutch, so quick to jump a nigga sheets Got niggas slick competin with niggas I aint even competin If you talk behind my back, no need to dap me when you see me Cause I aint gon shed no tear when they pick you up off the cement A real dope boy, I make it flood in any season While rappers goin broke and blame corona as the reason I showed some niggas kindness , they mistook that I was weak I told them I was stackin, they just thought that I was cheap If I took it, I was mad, I still aint finna give it back No, Oops, sorry, my bad, consider that shit as a tax So buy some Stacy Adams and a couple ties to match This MAC came with a shoulder strap, the only thing retract 4PF and 1-0-1-7, four tires, we flat And we aint with that pitty-pat shit, we rat-ta-ta-tat It aint my business, it aint my beef, I aint on no side Yall got guns and we got guns, but we dont post ours Lil Q poppin like a giant, he just 45 Told him hit em in the leg and make them niggas your size These niggas gon end up dead, they keep on playin both sides These niggas gon end up dead, they keep on playin both sides They gon need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties They gon need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties Doin songs for Gucci Mane, now I done ran them stupid bands up Make Lil Stupid shoot your mans up, its a robbery, put your hands up They see me, they switch the channel, Im the real deal Atlanta Aint no monkeys in the middle, play both sides, you get dismantled Talk my shit, I got my hammer Fuck that bitch, I aint got no manners Cant hit that shit, thats not my standard She caught my drift, she like my grammar I keep me a dirty Fanta, Im ridin round in this dirty Phantom Im bout gettin business handled, I aint sendin no worries at em I aint with no chitter-chatter, keep a bad one Her ass fatter than the last one We be takin shit, no askin, we be breakin bricks out plastic Everybody lit, go ask em, I be in the Vette, the fast one And I got the C8, you dont wanna see Baby It aint my business, it aint my beef, I aint on no side Yall got guns and we got guns, but we dont post ours Lil Q poppin like a giant, he just 45 Told him hit em in the leg and make them niggas your size These niggas gon end up dead, they keep on playin both sides These niggas gon end up dead, they keep on playin both sides They gon need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties They gon need a lot of black suits, a bunch of bowties

June, youre a genius Hitmaka Heard somebody say I wasnt poppin Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin carbon With the young niggas shootin like Harden, nigga, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasnt poppin Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin carbon With the young niggas shootin like Harden, nigga, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to takе a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road ragе Swervin in an Aston Martin Well, if I may speak freely, we gon get a bag if we need it Bust it down, flip it, repeat it Suckas be greedy, we was never playin in the game If we was, before we lost, we cheated Hold up, they aint made a game you can play on me I just be prayin for these niggas that they prey on me They got another thing comin, homie, they gon see I got the blessings of an angel every day on me Okay, church, nigga used to ask me where Im from Tell em Bankhead, nigga, but the earth my turf Work, wonder whats up under my shirt Wonder why I aint gettin searched Nigga, TIP been solid, speak against his name in the hood And you will get slapped out bout it Had straps out wildin, but moments in the past Just made me who I am, thats why I dont run from it Keep it one hunnid, anyone who dont like it, then fuck em Get a little money then double, level Came a way from sellin weed in the envelope To Puff Daddy standin with me in chinchilla Road run, Rubber Band Man Made a hundred mil off of fifty grand man, well, goddamn My suggestion is that you follow your dreams in this bitch Put your heart in this shit, you bound to get rich, no cap Heard somebody say I wasnt poppin Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin carbon With the young niggas shootin like Harden, nigga, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasnt poppin Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin carbon With the young niggas shootin like Harden, nigga, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin in an Aston Martin I just wore two million worth of jewelry to an interview I got people askin me, What the fuck done got into you? I done put it all on the line, I knew that the rent was due Hard to go and get it, no trippin, it wasnt no handouts Corner store got hot, we start sellin em out my man house We aint never have nothin, stay pullin bands out I been runnin it up and I heard he ran out Know these pussy niggas wishin shit would fan out, it wont How you make the gun go on safety? It dont You that young turnt nigga, Baby? For shit, sure Never in my feelings bout a broad, she can hit, bro Red inside, Rolls truck, call it Big Boat Heard a nigga say he want smoke Switch out my clip on my pole, had to add a lil more I aint really up for no arguin Nigga said he gon do what? Bitch, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasnt poppin Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin carbon With the young niggas shootin like Harden, nigga, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasnt poppin Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin carbon With the young niggas shootin like Harden, nigga, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin in an Aston Martin Shut up, sucka nigga, get up Crazy in your head thinkin you can get us hit up Foreign, automotives all on my lawn Yawn, did this so long, its gettin borin Tapped into the culture, made a motherfuckin lifestyle Shoutout to my niggas doin trap music right now And you know we aint with the hype, million on the mic Get to switchin out a queen just cause she aint what we like, ay Im a king, done my thing from the green to the white When you finished with opinions, I got four or five classics Say I aint the shit, that nigga must be dippin acid Fuck what all them other niggas doin, all I know is keep goin Start gettin money, enjoyed it Started sellin crack for employment Make it out of Georgia, that was a nigga only intent Get them suckas out the way and get rich Blockin my path, boy, the .40 cal start barkin Like my nigga DMX in this bitch Im a vet at this shit, and all I ever been was authentic Twenty years, I been handlin my business Get in my bag, stackin my pennies Buyin everything on the west side of the city Cause thats where all the niggas dont play about TIP So what I care bout what you got to say about TIP? Nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasnt poppin Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin carbon With the young niggas shootin like Harden, nigga, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon Heard somebody say I wasnt poppin Well, they been misinformed, I got a hundred K in my pocket I be outside totin carbon With the young niggas shootin like Harden, nigga, beg your pardon I just put the Patek on a throwaway Shawty tried to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon Big body Rolls give me road rage Swervin in an Aston Martin

Wheezy outta here Voice of the Heroes of the Streets Young Spider checkin in, ah Big faces, little faces, mix it up Everywhere you see me, I got the semi tucked Gave her a rack the first day, now she look like a prostitute I got a really bad, bad, bad bitch tyin my shoes , huh I put it up the first five years so how the fuck can I really lose? I learned to wipe my face with these dollar bills and all of em blue I was dyin those with the really expensive crevices Gettin millions, who the fuck better than? In her ear like a reverend Wearin ho all over her back and swappin teams like a letterman Im celibate , no settlement , Im fly as hell, a pelican When you die, its irrelevant , I live in every sense I got the settlement , I went from shuttle to the medal to the Rolls truck I got the Smith & Wess in Cali and I showed up Guess I never growed up Half a million on me right now Hundred thousand on me, count it right now Know you run up, you get gunned down Shit get sweet, the label doin anything now Half a band, purple Benzo And Im gone, its a wrap Breakin out cause you scared to run your bags Coach had told me, Run it up the side So lets run it up the side Street nigga with elite status , I done popped me a pink Addy Young nigga make killin a fetish I know a scammer wholl leak your addy Im lowkey so I aint sleepin in the tele Wockesha done blew up my belly Im a street nigga, stay outta my business My bitch gon stunt with a careless They say I lost my mind when Im off these drugs, I go to sleep I was fucked up when my dawg had caught a bond, I couldnt reach Gotta watch out for the ones you call your dawgs, cause he a leech I done fucked up my whole profit, made it back in one week I scream, Free Nine, like nine times, Ima always carry my nine They shot my cousin in from the blind side, they didnt even look him in his eye You got a gun and you aint slide, I swear that shit gon kill my vibe I keep braggin about the other side cause them niggas keep dyin Im the voice of the hero Half a million on me right now Hundred thousand on me, count it right now Know you run up, you get gunned down Shit get sweet, the label doin anything now Half a band, purple Benzo And Im gone, its a wrap Breakin out cause you scared to run your bags Coach had told me, Run it up the side So lets run it up the side Run it up for miles I dont get no help in stores, Im really havin style Knew I was gon be the man one day when I was a child Used to try to serve everyone, Im pipin up the crowd now Steady goin, they know Im the one, they gotta bow down Im from the city, she call me country, she like the way I sound Its a lotta people lookin up to me, and I aint gon let em down Lil bro nem can get whatever from me, I had em sellin pounds Its crazy now, Im real big on privacy, I come from public housing Just work with me, I need a little time, Im tryna fix up my life That shit was real good, I cant lie, but I had to sacrifice Im focused now, and the shit that dont matter wont even cross my mind A lot of shit is startin to look different, I opened up my eyes And I done changed my life from just watchin, I owe a lot to slime I twist all my problems in the wood and I get real high Some folks just dont get it, you cant make em, I was still tryin I had to realize Half a million on me right now Hundred thousand on me, count it right now Know you run up, you get gunned down Shit get sweet, the label doin anything now Half a band, purple Benzo And Im gone, its a wrap Breakin out cause you scared to run your bags Coach had told me, Run it up the side So lets run it up the side

Yeah, yeah Bad bitch from the hood, she ratchet New Glock on my hip, this plastic I just bought a new whip, five fifty M6 Threw my fingers up, then Im smashing Bitch, Im a thug nigga, ho, Im not a rapper Run up with the plug, whole hood got the backend Broke out the Rolls truck, Baby, what we ridin in? Rolls truck parked in the hood, dont drive it Next one I catch slick dissin, we gon slide em Catch a bad bitch with a nigga still DMin Turned to a rat, it dont matter, I dont be with him Dugg says, Its up, then Im flyin to the D with him Corvette or two-seater, how you got three wit em? Middle of the projects, dont mess three with em Run it through the sack, back, I guess Ima run it back Im goin for the touchdown, we caught us a flea flicker When I slide some tints on the low-key vehicle Niggas really bitches on whatever Im feelin Next nigga mention my name, Ill kill him And yall aint the same, Im different I hit his man, he trippin Nigga, fuck these bitches, nah, fuck yall niggas Hit my nigga Baby for the G behind the PM Five outta nine, I done hit a nigga BM I bet whatever on the team, fuck a re-up These niggas hoes, half of em wanna be us Pull his bitch right in his face, that be us Bad bitch from the hood, she ratchet Rightchea is two point five on the mattress Catch me in Hollywood fuckin on a actress Im been beatin it with baby, I aint turned baby actress Lil rappin ass nigga better pay they taxes Shit been high, its dry, cactus Say four and half, anytime, I dont fraction Nigga, I got plaques, Im trappin Pocket full of blues, got em on Nip Plug come from Houston, got him on Flip Gun from Atlanta, ridin’ like Tip New FN right on the hip Bad bitch from the hood, she ratchet New Glock on my hip, this plastic I just bought a new whip, five fifty M6 Then my fingers rubbed in, I smashed it Bitch, Im a thug nigga, ho, Im not a rapper Run up with the plug, whole hood got the backend Bad bitch from the hood, she ratchet New Glock on my hip, this plastic I just bought a new whip, five fifty M6 Then my fingers rubbed in, I smashed it Bitch, Im a thug nigga, ho, Im not a rapper Run up with the plug, whole hood got the backend Bitch, Im a thug nigga, ho, Im not a rapper

Honorable C.N.O.T.E Wop Well my day startin crazy, my pack aint fuckin make it The feds investigating, some of my niggas turned fugazi I keep gunners with me lately, they might gun you down for nathin El Gato is my code name, dont ever call me Radric Crystal coke and crystal meth, so icy entertainment Im gangster but Im famous, bitch Im armed and Im dangerous Diamonds on me blinkin mane, fuck what niggas thinkin mane Guwop gon keep gettin it mane, long as they keep printin it mane Play with me, regret it This aint that synthetic Yall boys too pathetic You dont got it then go get it Cartel, Im connected El Gato, respect it Two Asian plugs with hella drugs Call them Redman and Method When the load gettin closer, hope they dont pull him over I know my bows over, sack em up and keep the over Dope weighing over, please dont weigh it over Its losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda Count the money over, and feed the junky sober Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over High grade, upscale, top-notch yola Fuck the police, thats the code we honor Your bitch on my drip, I poured it on her Diamonds on fleek, Im cold, pneumonia Me and Wop sitting at the top Millionaires out the cell block I aint never gotta sell blocks When I get bored I buy a new watch Went to the lot and bought my bitch a drop Now Im on fire, I burn a nigga They aint gave me shit, I earned it nigga Me and Marlo really gettin them loads Ask the streets, everybody know Spend my show money on clothes Trap stay bunking, we dont close Runnin with slime, theyll wipe your nose Im from the gutter, throwing up fours Im back on my shit, Im dripping waterfall Did a bid, came back, then I brushed it off Shooters, they gon shoot on my command Pop a nigga noggin like a xan All I ever needed was a chance Now I got a whole lot of bands Now I got a whole lot of fans Tucking my strap in at my shows Double Rollies, want a white one, a gold Never stopping and Im always on go In the back of the back, I got the curtains closed Trap spot, tryna get off the load Im like Luda, I been slanging them bows When the load gettin closer, hope they dont pull him over I know my bows over, sack em up and keep the over Dope weighing over, please dont weigh it over Its losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda Count the money over, and feed the junky sober Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over High grade, upscale, top-notch yola I been having a real crazy day, but them packs man Im gettin paid Got G8 on the cell floor, he done poked a nigga with a switchblade I done stayed down with my own, nigga I done came up with my own way Zone 1 rebel, got more pistols than an arcade And Marlo is my real name, dont ever call me rude Act a fool, and I been a damn gangster with them tools Young nigga make the rules, break the rules I been a gangster, I make the news Do script and pack with Lil Baby food Goose say were goin real crazy, ooh And the load gettin real real closer And I hope the dope just came up out the water And I put that fish scale in that water Make it double up and get real real harder And if it go real real farther, yeah When the load gettin closer, hope they dont pull him over I know my bows over, sack em up and keep the over Dope weighing over, please dont weigh it over Its losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda Count the money over, and feed the junky sober Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

Tried to dumb me down but Im too rich to act like I was broke Gucci store, seventy-five hundred on a leather coat Free the bro, yeah, I probably say that shit in every song That corner store held me down, I didnt have nowhere else to go We kickin doors, Brendan had no clothes, his mom was on the dope We switching up, got our hands on a pistol, we started stickin up Just give it up, he got a bad temper, he be quick to bust My life was rough, we wasnt going to school, we tryna run it up Walk to the bluff, free lil Jaq and D, cant say that shit enough Stolen truck, we got on the chase but we had got away Antonio make it, Lupo caught the case, that shit there was cray Marco survived, he got in another Wraith, somebody died I been in the streets since I was nine, for real Think this money got me traumatized, I aint got no time to chill I know if a bitch wont, then my mama will I cant lie, I popped a lot of pills to get me in my mode, but I cant take no more All this pain, I dont know how to feel I was taught if you gon take it, go on and take it, I dont know how to steal Fuck the opps, we gotta kil l Slide back on the same drill Let the stick head out the window, Ima drive the wheel All-white my teeth, I had to travel overseas Lil bitch want a blessing, told her fuck me til she sneeze Baguettes in my Cartiers, they keep asking, What are these? CoCo from the floor up, all I rock is double-Cs No slowing down, shot with BGE, we havin all the pounds Ja Morant, 12, bows in the air, called him and dunked it down He hiding out, I just got the drop, he on my side of town Im fresh to death, had on Balenci runners, but I walked em down Lil bitch bad, she call me dad like Im her father figure Triple beam under the bed cause I cant wait to hit em You know the rules, cant bust a move if I aint got my pistol Counted up a half a mil then get a finger blister This shit ugly, shit get mad real Two hitters behind me, they my adlibs Put on every chain, still aint got time to chill Choose one you want, attention or a hundred mil Niggas dont be on shit no more, so I dont do favors Dior, Louis V, Amiri, I got on a few flavors Gang gang air this bitch out like a food saver He wanna be famous, fuck it, put him cross the newspaper Cuban link around my neck even though Im a nigga, yeah Tennis chains, Id probably shoot my shot at Serena Williams I did some shit beyond said way fore I heard about Jigga Where Im from, you got a felony warrant, you still gotta keep a pistol Break it down and trap it , wrap it up in the plastic Lil ho, she too savage, fuckin her friend baby daddy I had to crash in the trap house, cuz that bed had too much traffic I know George shoot this bitch like Stackhouse like he play for the Mavericks Geekin in the club, move around the crowd, get it She said shed let me fuck, I was just finna ask if my dawg hit it I witnessed some dope boys six feet that got rich off midget I had fucked a cougar, she aint even know these thousand-dollar britches I cant be playin with these niggas, cant be playin with these hoes All the youngins know is doors locked even though keys open doors Know its open safe, even my woman getting cake No money in my pocket, I left it at the bank 5k on a lil outfit, I wore it two days Sixteen hundred on some Hi-Tech, drank it in two days Had to report so he prolly gettin rich If I die fore all my opps, make sure they get spinned Aventador, eighty-thousand, Chevrolet Aventador, eighty-thousand, Chevrolet Aventador, eighty-thousand, Chevrolet

Fill the bando up with bags, give the lil bro them a job You can come get rich with us, you gon eat or you gon starve? Keep a certified hitter sittin, I pay him not to rob Hop out 2020 Cullinan, Im ridin in the stars Know some people hate that Im on top, I bulletproofed the car All the members made free bands off packs, live like they crackin cards Joe know for a fact I keep it real, he still aint take the charge Why she talkin crazy bout me like I dont do more than my part? I cant play with my creation, give the world to my lil boys I been savin more than I been spendin, thats what I bе on Im a human, Im not perfect, I know sometimеs I be wrong Im like, Come and put that pussy on me, dont be runnin from me If I like it, I spend money on it, get whatever from me Put six figures in your business, I do real shit I drop cash at the dealership, theyll mail you a pink slip She make sure she keep her nails did and her wig fixed Went to jail and that one held me down, she a real bitch Hundred rounds in the double drum, this a Kel-Tec Marco been in prison for a while, but he still flex This aint tag, why you runnin from me? Suck it while he cummin When I do my little dance, get the Kelly and the Birkin If he act up I dont give a fuck, Im a rich bitch Ill be damned if a nigga have me cryin in the whip Okay, he sensitive when it come to me Talk shit like he runnin me Hell leave out and come right back Cause he know them bitches cant fuck with me I dont understand how they go to sleep And then wake up in my bidness I dont know what chain Im puttin on My Cuban link or my tennis I know bitches gotta be losin money How they keep watchin me winnin Told him, Boy, since you keep looking at it Might as well go ahead and spend it Make-make-make a move Baby, you know what to do Im like, Come and put that pussy on me, dont be runnin from me If I like it, I spend money on it, get whatever from me Put six figures in your business, I do real shit I drop cash at the dealership, theyll mail you a pink slip She make sure she keep her nails did and her wig fixed Went to jail and that one held me down, she a real bitch Hundred rounds in the double drum, this a Kel-Tec Marco been in prison for a while, but he still flex Im like, Come and put that pussy on me, dont be runnin from me If I like it, I spend money on it, get whatever from me

Cook that shit up Quay I come from the partments it was bad Ramen noodles, cup of water all we had Its like you gon eat or you gon starve Either you gon hustle or you rob Never had no hoop dreams, but I always wanted to ball Ever since a jit I knew I was gon be rich Never thought itd be like this But now I got the money, so every day we lit By the time I turned 10 I was running wild Listening to Juvenile Staying at my grandma house My mama got put out Ive been through some shit that you would never know But I keep a smile, I cant let it show I was 15 Jock and Dee, caught a murder case Runnin with the robbers, man I know we upped the murder rates I was sittin in jail when Lil Man got shot in his face Damn that shit bad, they say thats my neice dad Brian got killed That shit crazy You cant listen once you here They tried to say we made the hit, but lookahere I love that nigga like my brother, thats for real Thats for real I come from the partments it was bad Ramen noodles, cup of water all we had Its like you gon eat or you gon starve Either you gon hustle or you rob Never had no hoop dreams, but I always wanted to ball Ever since a jit I knew I was gon be rich Never thought itd be like this But now I got the money, so every day we lit 25 cent froze cups in the hood Me and Tyrone playing nick-a-knock in the bricks up no good Had a walkie talkie watching for the 12 tryna make a sale Lil Joe aint even kill nobody, but he got life in jail Perkys get you by Them youngins knock em down Look into my phone when you got back in town They see me on the stage now, though I aint get a cap and gown Want me to hit it raw dawg 200 for that pussy, gee baby dont you play hard ball Lil Pooh them bring them rods out Ice on me, cant thaw it out Fuck this drink might pour it out Chain look like Im showing out Xans, but I aint goin out Sales coming in and out We just tryna sew the block Grandma found my stash spot and she tried to throw me out I come from the partments it was bad Ramen noodles, cup of water all we had Its like you gon eat or you gon starve Either you gon hustle or you rob Never had no hoop dreams, but I always wanted to ball Ever since a jit I knew I was gon be rich Never thought itd be like this But now I got the money, so every day we lit

Baby I like my dope clean, dont put no cut on it Like my bitches bad with a butt on her The car came with no miles, Im the only owner Ima have to zip him if he cut some corners Pockets full of blues, she got no choice but to choose Saint Laurent my shoes, she say my demeanor rude If I hit your wifey thats gon cause a family feud I come out on top my nigga, I win, I cant lose Yup, crab and noodles, Im eatin crustaceans My life real and I cant fake it Damn, my bitch bad but she act basic We let off shots, you call a flagrant Who got popped up, dont leave no statement All I heard was he didnt make it She got me to herself and leaked all your information So I know what you goin through, your bank account look vacant Thats like lookin at a fat bitch when she get naked, ugh Flexin for the Gram, you aint even got no paper to flex with I ran up a check bitch, now they watchin me like Netflix All my diamonds water, dont get fried, I tote fish sticks Fully loaded SIG, when it spit it dont miss shit I like my dope clean, dont put no cut on it Like my bitches bad with a butt on her The car came with no miles, Im the only owner Ima have to zip him if he cut some corners Pockets full of blues, she got no choice but to choose Saint Laurent my shoes, she say my demeanor rude If I hit your wifey thats gon cause a family feud I come out on top my nigga, I win, I cant lose Hellcat, thousand horsepowers, got it geeked up Heard your baby mama play with powder, get her geeked up Heard that they want smoke but we too loud, they need to speak up Nother two hundred every weekend, they cant keep up I was just sittin in the prison with my phone out Movin like a boss, send a hit, get him dome called Now Im on the streets gettin money, its the same thing Everywhere I go, dont matter the city, I let my chain hang Post your life savings on your page, nigga you a dub Magic City Monday, nigga trippin, probably threw a dub Couldve hit your bitch but I didnt nigga, you a scrub I be sippin red by the pint but I fuck with cuz I like my dope clean, dont put no cut on it Like my bitches bad with a butt on her The car came with no miles, Im the only owner Ima have to zip him if he cut some corners Pockets full of blues, she got no choice but to choose Saint Laurent my shoes, she say my demeanor rude If I hit your wifey thats gon cause a family feud I come out on top my nigga, I win, I cant lose BGE the logo, we got choppers like Sacario They just caught you loafing at the Krogers, now you gotta go FaceTime me like its a match, dont hit me back You play with the gang, your shit go splat, just got whacked

Mmm, uh Zay Mmm, yeah D-Diego Yeah B-B-Bankroll got it Yeah, Im back at it My wrist cost a brick, Im makin moves, Im makin good habits She fell in love and she wanna slide, she like a lean addict Feel like that nigga, they watch for me, said Im so good at it Im on the move, Im in the tropics, yeah, Im back at it Hop in the booth, I make a mil, still want all the static Hop in the Rolls-Royce, Im slidin through all the traffic She got a fat ass, Im tryna fuck but she all plastic Im more rich than you, cant talk to me, Im so dramatic Pull out some racks for the bankroll She wanna fuck cause of bankrolls Im finna hit different angles Im tryna go where you cant go Im tryna focus on bringin my mom to the hills I taught myself how to get it alone and dont ever pop no pill I hold a thirty stick and it got a beam, so I aim the clip You aint been through what I been through You aint know all of that shit for real Hop in the Lamb I swerve Fuck with a nigga, gon hurt You aint gotta fuck with me, but you gon get yourself hurt Im in the North with the demons, off the Henny, Im leanin, uh Thinkin bout bands, Im fiendin, uh Think thats what I needed, uh And I dont feel safe unless I ride around with my nina, uh Got two hoes thatll set you up, Selena and Sabrina, uh Yeah, Im back at it My wrist cost a brick, Im makin moves, Im makin good habits She fell in love, she wanna slide, she like a lean addict Feel like that nigga, they watch for me, said Im so good at it Im on the move, Im in the tropics, yeah, Im back at it Hop in the booth, I make a mil, still want all the static Hop in the Rolls-Royce, Im slidin through all the traffic She got a fat ass, Im tryna fuck but she all plastic Im more rich than you, cant talk to me, Im so dramatic Cactus Jack Jordans Mama only boy and shit CEO Baby, dont play out here, employ your bitch Mister meet her Monday, then Tuesday, ignore the bitch F-clarity VVs, look at how my necklace hit HD my timepiece, this shit come with a glitch Every other month a different whip, I get bored quick Puncho in the cut a scary sight, its like a horror flick They say I been gettin too much money, I need more of it Seen the police comin in my rearview and I floored it Pint of Wock, I poured it, your ho, I ignored it Never seen me forfeit, we all got perfect attendance Your favorite rapper pretendin, Im somewhere mindin my business Yeah, Im back at it My wrist cost a brick, Im makin moves, Im makin good habits She fell in love and she wanna slide, she like a lean addict Feel like that nigga, they watch for me, said Im so good at it Im on the move, Im in the tropics, yeah, Im back at it Hop in the booth, I make a mil, still want all the static Hop in the Rolls-Royce, Im slidin through all the traffic She got a fat ass, Im tryna fuck but she all plastic Im more rich than you, cant talk to me, Im so dramatic

I dont go on dates, I cant wait, I fuck first day, yeah I dont go on dates, I cant wait, I fuck first day, yeah I dont go on dates, I cant wait, I fuck first day, yeah I dont go on dates, I dont wait, I fuck first day, yeah Flooded Pateek, flooded Patek, whatever you call it My niggas ballin, my niggas ballin, my niggas ballin We gon go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin headshots We gon go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin headshots Young niggas really paved the way Pussy nigga tryna ride the wave Young nigga want a bankroll Try me, Ima break a nigga, woah C Note with me, got a four-five Nigga I aint lettin shit slide Tiger told me fuck it, let em ride Told me fuck it, go and spin the block I keep them blue hundreds like an ATM You cant pull up in lil Cali, it aint safe out here Keep some shooters with me, they keep Ks on them Ballin like Im Jordan, tryna break the rim Quarter million dollars on me Ballin on these niggas, Curry Still screamin fuck the police Nigga aint gettin shit from me DC in the cut with a MAC-10 Quan in the back with a Draco All my niggas slidin when I say so All my niggas slidin when I say so I dont go on dates, I cant wait, I fuck first day, yeah I dont go on dates, I cant wait, I fuck first day, yeah I dont go on dates, I cant wait, I fuck first day, yeah I dont go on dates, I dont wait, I fuck first day, yeah Flooded Pateek, flooded Patek, whatever you call it My niggas ballin, my niggas ballin, my niggas ballin We gon go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin headshots We gon go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin headshots Look out for my people Sellin all this reefer Servin like its legal Pull up in the Regal Went to school to fuck the teachers Shooting shots from the bleachers These niggas didnt believe me I had to show em, made em see me Pull up 4 Pockets Full, thigh pad I got all these niggas big mad Bitches tryna get some get back Lil bitty bitch get back Niggas bitches wearing pom poms My lil niggas goin straight dumb I aint Lil Weezy but a hot boy I cant wait to smash on a cop car These niggas sweet like Pop Tarts Drive the Hellcat like a hotbox Party real hard, Im a rockstar Rudy in the cut, he a top shotter If I send the word, you a done dada These niggas broke, got no dollars Ima run the money up, no problem I dont give a fuck about nobody I dont go on dates, I cant wait, I fuck first day, yeah I dont go on dates, I cant wait, I fuck first day, yeah I dont go on dates, I cant wait, I fuck first day, yeah I dont go on dates, I dont wait, I fuck first day, yeah Flooded Pateek, flooded Patek, whatever you call it My niggas ballin, my niggas ballin, my niggas ballin We gon go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin headshots We gon go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin headshots

If I aint a young shiner, then what do you call that? Fuckin niggas hoes, he mad, textin in all caps Beef broad day, lay a nigga down, wave cap Overkill drill, spin at the building the wake at Id be on what Im on if I aint rap And it really wasnt no stressin til them members came back Niggas shook, family know we aint playin no more Real trapper, hit my dope like my hand was broke He on Insta with all the smoke, but call sayin he dont You get pistol whipped for some petty shit, your head be swollen Yeah, Ill hit your mans up Six hundred in hundreds, this shit there make em stand up Run around actin tough, but you not, boy Where the cold bitches lookin for the hot boys? Fifty in the glizzy, I run my city I aint stoppin shit, catch me if you can Just this month, sixty Gs off pants Im not, Im not fuckin no fan Ridin round with the top down Sixty-five grams, ten of it is topside, stop lyin I done made a couple Ms a year without tryin Opps aint had a sixty-day stretch without dyin Yall got all that gangster shit down except slidin You aint grind three days straight without hidin Gave Bands twenty-five, we aint takin no time Ayy, throw it off the glass, Ima dunk it Since yall niggas apes, I dont mind killin monkeys Dont step back White buffs, no ice, these plain Posted in the hood, all ten of my chains Big 30 on me, off an eight of that drank Bitch said she in love with who? Ten on the ground, bout a dub in the roof Im a thug with a tool Promoter called my phone when I left, couldnt get the pipe in Every nigga round me having motion like a tight end Bought Hot Wheels for my nephew, but I picked him up in my twin L with the coolant system, I bought it for a hotboy Did a feature with a nigga, 21, Im walkin shit like Deion His city say he a rat, so I had to send him back a refund Say, Dot, that car right there look like it got the narcs in it We the ones who ridin round with more shots than the bartenders I bet you well get them niggas off your block I bet you we dont let them niggas get off no shots Come through, show a nigga how to slide Last night, I fucked a booster, woke up, text everybody size Played plain janes, but now Im goin bustdowns And Zelle the ho a rack to make sure that they touch down She aint been ridin with em when them bullets start flyin Carpet same color snow if his head brown We aint got no protein in Louisville, this a brick town A blicky in your glizzy with a switchy, you cant miss town Niggas really starved til we started bringin that big round Mix it with the rizzy, give that lil dog a pit growl Like I aint the one who started this shit Like I dont make sure them lawyers paid and them charges dismissed Im short, but Ill lift a nigga ass up Way before coronavirus, I had them youngins masked up Tired of soda bottles, I pour a four inside my cup And you cant post an Instagram model one of us cant fuck I be at practice, I got real skills, none of this shit luck Tell the owner tell security chill, cause none of us gettin touched When I find out where you niggas hide out, one yall gettin crushed Im like, Fine, I might come out and vibe, but one of yall gettin fucked Got the finest car, one of a kind, I dont slow down for much I got twenty million cash now and still aint near enough Im goin too crazy, Im the Wayne of this new generation, niggas fugazi They cant fuck with us no type of way, these niggas too lazy Im cut from a different type of cloth, I dont know who raised em Every time I pop out, I hear women screamin, Ooh, Baby

I got money on my mind, I do whatever for it Human trafficking, they go from border to border Im on a vacation, dive in the clearest water, ayy I stuffed two hundred ounces in the Pampers Oh thats your señorita? She goin too Reebok classics, chase a hundred racks, ayy Reebok classics, chase a hundred racks, ayy Sean Jean jeans, hundred racks inside these Money old, got it colored like Monopoly She cant control me, baby got no lock on me Driveway got the foreigns in it I whipped up a Rari, caught lil shawty off a backboard Peek out the window with that K like Malcolm X was I bless lil shawty with all kinda bags, and you aint gotta ask for it I drop some racks for it, ayy Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for Sippin on codeine, I got a problem I be with them gangsters and them robbers Have a nigga lookin for who shot ya Probably in Jamaica with the Rastas Im gon get em in for the cheap And them bitches go for twenty-three I know that these niggas envy me And wont stop until I reach the T-O-P, Im at the top Im acting crazy again, I had your lady again Know she told you we was friends, but she ate the dick in the Benz She know Im a real one, she smell it She do whatever I tell her She let me hit it whenever as long as I keep on necklace I ate that pussy for breakfast, yeah yeah Diamonds on my neck, I got em frozen Water on my wrist came from the ocean Every nigga with me get them loads in Only with the bros we put them fours in Pink slip Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for This the type of shit I used to ask for Remember down bad, I had to ask for it Damn Im out of lean, I poured my last four Now my car say two hundred on dashboard I get that money for real, I get that paper for real, yeah yeah I get that money for real, I get that paper for real, yeah yeah All these diamonds on me got me shining Damn I made parole at perfect timing Range Rover look pregnant with the body Presidential tint so I cant see nobody Your bitch on my hitlist cause shes a hottie I know once I get in it Im gon ride it I get that money forever, we get that money together, dig that Bitches be walkin up on me, niggas be actin like groupies, get back Gettin to the money since like this high Now Im lil big homie all on this side Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for Pink slip to my auto, I paid cash for it Stand up in the motor, bust the dashboard Sippin on codeine, I poured my last four Now a nigga want more, this the shit I asked for

Feezie Productions Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible I deleted her number, head was horrible Nigga punk sippin, I dont look at the lines, I just pour it up Got cameras, we see them, they cant see us, this trap boarded up Dont run no trap but for that money, I hold you for ransom I need help, I got a problem fuckin exotic dancers From the crack to coke, to the boy to smoke, I get my hands on She thought I was cookin for her cause I fucked her with my pants on I gave every young nigga a Glock in my hood Which one you workin? Watch who you servin They’ll have you back and forth to court like Julius Erving I couldve bought a kilo but I bought a chain for thirty Glock 27, I stuck a dick in it, it was a virgin Ima chase that papеr til Im tired, they can have thе rest They wet his car up, he still die, but he had a vest Hope you proud of me, nobody made it from my projects yet I signed a deal in my city on a private jet I rock Fear of God, I aint never feared a nigga yet All of us got bankrolls, we do not flex with each others checks And these hoes know Im the G.O.A.T., Im fresh out the barn I dropped my addy, she said bae, this shit brought me to a farm Dior, walk, VLONE, walk Model, walk, she dont suck dick, walk Plug, walk, draco, walk Now he cant, walk Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible I deleted her number, head was horrible Niggas punk sippin, I dont look at the lines, I just pour it up Got cameras, we see them, they cant see us, this trap boarded up Dont run no trap but for that money, I hold you for ransom I need help, I got a problem fuckin exotic dancers From the crack to coke, to the boy to smoke, I get my hands on She thought I was cookin for her cause I fucked her with my pants on Know not to sign me for the Ms, Ill prolly fuck it off Wont put my BM in the Benz, I heard she fuckin off I been out here grindin, Rollie timin, yeah, we wildin Baby paid the lawyer since I made five hunnid thousand Presi, Presi, Patek, they like, Doggybone a problem I aint go to college, say he got it out the mud, huh? Seen two mill in blues, he dont even fuck with Bloods Cause I want twenty for a show, but still I ask, How much the club got? Cant wait til they let Bud out, Im done playin games Wont switch for not a bitch, then hear my son sayin, Change Like we made it, I signed a deal for a couple hun, I blew that shit in Vegas If not Five, then Im with Baby, if not Baby, Im with Ced So many shirts, want twelve a verse or back to sellin meds Dior, walk, VLONE, walk Model, walk, she dont suck dick, walk Plug, walk, draco, walk Now he cant, walk Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible I deleted her number, head was horrible Nigga punks, sittin all lookin at the lines I just poured it up Got cameras, we see them, they cant see us, this trap boarded up Dont run no track but for that money, I hold you for ransom I need help, I got a problem fuckin exotic dancers Fo nem crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on She thought I was cookin for her cause I fucked her with my pants on Hunnid bands in Birkin bags, my girl dont need no OnlyFans I go crazy every shot I get, like this my only chance I run through a million cash so much, I need another hand I just hope the play not play with me, we gon fuck up the plan I just heard he said he rich as me, I know he wish he was They dont know what they kid gon pull up in, I just keep switchin up I had racks before my buzz, if they know, they know whats up Aint too many niggas in Atlanta sold more bags than us Rylo went new cat on em, Dugg got four hunnid racks on em I just sit, laid back, chill, I could bust they ass, for real Bitch all in my comments, makin jokes like I be poppin pills Boy, you know whats up when it be smoke, someone get popped for real Dior, walk, VLONE, walk Model, walk, she dont suck dick, walk Plug walk, draco, walk Now he cant walk Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible I deleted her number, head was horrible Nigga punks, sittin all lookin at the lines I just poured it up Got cameras, we see them, they cant see us, this trap boarded up Dont run no track but for that money, I hold you for ransom I need help, I got a problem fuckin exotic dancers Fo nem crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on She thought I was cookin for her cause I fucked her with my pants on Bitch Sumn light

Yeah Cook that shit up, Quay Aint been in the studio for like three or four weeks, you know what Im sayin I been caught up in some mo shit, you dig Okay, okay, okay, okay Jump off the jump rope, Im tryna dive in Quarter million dollars all on my skin Tote this F&N like I got license Fuck stop signs and red lights, I dont do no stoppin Jump off the jump rope, Im tryna dive in Quarter million dollars all on my skin Tote this F&N like I got license Fuck stop signs and red lights, I dont do no stoppin I used to trap out the store I aint have nowhere to go I had a pound in my coat Payin Js to watch out for the folks Hit the stick like Im playin Madden Should I do it, nigga couldnt imagine Skippa Da Flippa, young nigga havin I get the money, I dont do no dabbin Maison Margiella on Monday, I rock Givenchy on Tuesday Wednesday I rock Ferragamo, Thursday Im wearing my Louis Friday I come out in Fendi, I got bitches tryna do me Designered down, I be groovin, livin life like a movie You cant stand next to me Jump off the jump rope, Im tryna dive in Quarter million dollars all on my skin Tote this F&N like I got license Fuck stop signs and red lights, I dont do no stoppin Jump off the jump rope, Im tryna dive in Quarter million dollars all on my skin Tote this F&N like I got license Fuck stop signs and red lights, I dont do no stoppin Lil nigga but my shirt off Pull up with the pack and skrt off Niggas softer than a Nerf ball I aint never heard of none yall Niggas say they really in the streets Why I aint never seen you in the street? Bitch you can go and ask about me Theyll tell you that Im really in the streets I dont give a fuck about making no song I was standing in the spot, tryna work my phone Had to do it on my own, lil nigga Im grown You can hate from afar just watch your tone Do anything for them racks I used to sleep with them roaches and rats They tellin me I should rap Im tryna get off this pack Jump off the jump rope, Im tryna dive in Quarter million dollars all on my skin Tote this F&N like I got license Fuck stop signs and red lights, I dont do no stoppin Jump off the jump rope, Im tryna dive in Quarter million dollars all on my skin Tote this F&N like I got license Fuck stop signs and red lights, I dont do no stoppin

DY Krazy Man, this sound like that first and the third shit D. Hill Skrrt, skrrt Yeah, finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin, yeah Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin, yeah Finessin and trappin, woah Drinkin on lean by the four Anywhere I go, I glow First and the third, it roll Junkies, they beatin down the door Thumb through that sack when I count up that check Like Im playin three dice, Im breakin the bank Servin that fish, they be drownin your nose Trappin and rappin and droppin off loads Secret department, its strapped with the pole Step in designer, they zipped up Japanese bitches from Hong Kong Makin my digits, Im long gone Pitchin them chickens like John Smoltz Hit on that thot, she say bravo Serve out the spot, Im gettin nachos Turbo, I smash out on po-po Aint no tint on the Maybach, a fishbowl Movin narcotics with pink toes Had to go buy me a mink coat Cook up a key and whip up a key, aint talkin piano Came from the streets, got on my feet, and hopped in a Lambo I had a plug before I got a buzz, I bought me a bando Im on the drugs and Im on that mud, I count up two hundo Fuck all them duds, aint no one to trust, you gotta let your gun go I told you mob shit, gon pop shit for Lil Marlo Blatt, blatt Yeah, finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin, yeah Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin, yeah Finessin and trappin, woah Drinkin on lean by the four Anywhere I go, I glow Three-point-five for the low Junkies, they beatin down the door Thumb through that sack when I count up that check Like Im playin three dice, Im breakin the bank Servin that fish, they be drownin your nose Trappin and rappin and droppin off loads First and third, we rollin I jump in the deuce and I make this shit jump to a four, nigga I get these bitches for low Long live Mexico, D comin straight off the boat And Im stackin these bricks up and servin a hundred Got me whippin that work and Im cookin that order I aint know that was your daughter But I hit it once, psych, fucked her for brunch and lunch Want the plug send a thousand bags, give it a month Only want the fishscale, give me that dope Eight years old when I jumped off the porch By the time I was ten, nigga gave me the ropes By twelve years old, Im the baby lil G.O.A.T. Nigga fourteen, fuckin on grown-up hoes When I come to your place, gotta know Im on go And I only use the stove when Im whippin that dope Gotta free J-Rock I seen that J hit a rock to the face And I bought me a nine, whip the nine with the bang Tote load in from behind, nigga, I move the yay Young nigga kickin that dope, uh Im rockin all white like Im a pope And Im still a young nigga, but I give you some hope Yeah, finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin, yeah Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin, yeah Finessin and trappin, woah Drinkin on lean by the four Anywhere I go, I glow Three-point-five for the low Junkies, they beatin down the door Thumb through that sack when I count up that check Like Im playin three dice, Im breakin the bank Servin that fish, they be drownin your nose Trappin and rappin and droppin off loads Lamborghini Baby, Im turnt I dont want the bitch, she burnt I was gettin money back then, ask whoever Million dollar spots, on God, had several Now Im booked up, you can check my schedule Swear I aint regular, two hundred racks for these shows I used to package the bows He get finessed if he go Uppin the strap if he dont First and the third, every day on my phone We put them packs in the zone Run through the 6 with this shit I took a risk to get rich Me and Marlo on the highway He go his way, I go my way You can smell it from the driveway Fuck the neighbors, they can call em Hope my country boy get all em We ride through traffic tomorrow Get a condo for the guala Did the impossible, I used to drive an Impala Still riding round with that chopper Thats how I gotta be, I dont see nobody stoppin me Im at the pent, aint nobody on top of me Still in the hood, I feel like its a part of me I ran it up, I made it out of poverty Is you proud of me? Yeah, finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin, yeah Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin and trappin and trappin Finessin and trappin, yeah Finessin and trappin, woah Drinkin on lean by the four Anywhere I go, I glow Three-point-five for the low Junkies, they beatin down the door Thumb through that sack when I count up that check Like Im playin three dice, Im breakin the bank Servin that fish, they be drownin your nose Trappin and rappin and droppin off loads

Yung Lan on the track Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock You get hit, I do not miss shots I keep a stick, I tell her, Kick rocks Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop I do not kiss, you making shit hot You think Im dumb, I aint no kid Thought you was in love You aint my bitch, nah Ayy-ayy, AYLEK$! Your vision division, cant fit in my time frame Connecting the dots and comparing our dreams We just say the same thing Now Im chasing a bag, and Im blowing the stacks Get it back on the same day Your bitch hit on my jack, rubber blow in the back Can you fuck her the same day? Tell me, how many bands is you really finna spend right now? If you really wanna dance, you gon use no hands And just shake that upside down Got a little big booty, bitch, her kitty cat go meow Got a little AYLEK$ switch, they really wanna put me down Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock You get hit, I do not miss shots I keep a stick, I tell her, Kick rocks Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop I do not kiss, you making shit hot You think Im dumb, I aint no kid Thought you was in love You aint my bitch, nah

Daddy died before I was born, a bastard, made it, I was born I really lived inside a field just like I grew up on a farm Fuckin niggas daughter at a young age, I really had the charm At the age of fifteen, I already had a gun Grew up wild, they want the wild child These niggas internet gangsters, put em in iClouds Made these niggas bow down I wasnt allowed to say what I said, but Im allowed now Aint with the loud mouth Hold up these VVS They blingin off my chest Im sure my belt is hittin Five hundred BB Simons I be with Bug, nigga, I aint talkin insects She fuck me but she call me brother, baby, incest I grip this glocky on me, dont play, Ill pop it on em Be with designer junkies, I hit, I buy her bundles He think that if I dont show my gun, then I aint got it on me I was just in another nigga hood with that chopper on me Dont play, you know we with it Slide down, put two in his fitted This Kel-Tec hold sixty-four shots just like it come off Disney Sippin drank, it got me dizzy Yeah, you know when I pop them pills, that shit there turn me wicked Niggas know Im with it, 05 Daddy died before I was born, a bastard, made it, I was born I really lived inside a field just like I grew up on a farm Fuckin niggas daughter at a young age, I really had the charm At the age of fifteen, I already had a gun Grew up wild, they want the wild child These niggas internet gangsters, put em in iClouds Made these niggas bow down I wasnt allowed to say what I said, but Im allowed now Aint with the loud mouth Im super turnt, no one can take that Rolls-Royce, Lambo, and the Maybach All my videos, no fake raps Sisters gave they Section 8 back Now Im takin charge, this payback He gon take the charge and spray that Lawyer gon go hard, I pay that Roll me up a Wood and lay back, uh Aint have no father, my daddy my mom I put the hood on my back and the charm We had them sticks in the house, no alarm Wont play no trumpet, but bands, Ill blow em She just a fan, I told bae to ignore her Young and Im rich like my family got oil This shit aint on me, it come out my pores I put my foot on the pedal and floor it Daddy left when I was born, but now look at your baby boy I really been jumped off the porch, I never really play with toys Ridin round with Rabbit, I wasnt runnin with them little boys Now that new Corvette come through the hood and make a lot of noise Daddy died before I was born, a bastard, made it, I was born I really lived inside a field just like I grew up on a farm Fuckin niggas daughter at a young age, I really had the charm At the age of fifteen, I already had a gun Grew up wild, they want the wild child These niggas internet gangsters, put em in iClouds Made these niggas bow down I wasnt allowed to say what I said, but Im allowed now Aint with the loud mouth

Grrt Remix, lil bitch, ayy Its Fivi You know the vibes Big GDK shit, baow Its Fivi Hold on, look  Big drip I fell in love with a lit bitch Crip shit She wanna suck on a lit dick Couple bitches I get lit with I been spinned I give a fuck who you bent with Baow, they lovin the style Send me the addy, Im huntin em down Grrt, grrt, baow, baow Grrt , grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow Woo, Huncho Baow All of my opps is targets See the red dot, no Target Big drip, dont slip, Im sorry Spin the block, Hellcat, no Rari Lil bitch gon fuck the party Big drip, big plate, eat it up, no starvin Yes, sir Lit bitch She fuck for the bag and a lit wrist Her lips look good, but dont kiss Drop my top, Im skrrtin Bulletproof black excursions Demons Shake em off me Then I go to Sunday service Perky , Xanny , thats crazy Mercedes , McLaren, Lam, fuck you, pay me She want the white like Shady No Perry , thats Katy Big ice, they skatin Big drip, splash, navy Bitch, we on Baby time Twenty foreign cars in a line I let her ride around If they catch you with me, you some kin of mine The bullshit, I minimize I got the Glock inside Open your trap Fah, fah, its a homicide Shooters with me I dont give a fuck if you grew up with me You heard he did that You gon hear when he get whacked Baby I go Dior store crazy She tryna get at my savings She dont even work, thats crazy, damn, she hatin Big drip I fell in love with a rich bitch, ayy Kick shit After I nut, you can dip, bitch, ayy Right wrist Bustdown, oh yeah, you lit Left wrist Bustdown, oh, you lit lit Bitch, Im on demon time Straight forward, I dont need a line Ice in the watch just to freeze the time I brought it with me, I aint leaving mine Baow, baow, I brought it with me, I aint leaving mine Shooter with me I give a fuck if you coolin with me You say you aint GDK What the fuck is you doin with me? Hold on, Yeezys I need the money, Im greedy The bitch told me that she need me Fivi, I dont like the way you treat me Figis, Im givin nothin but figis, hold on We met in person, now he believe me Free Sosa, he a demon Geeked up, geekin We winning, we on defense She let me fuck on the weekend Shawty a baddie She try to add me, hold on She cannot have me Lil mami, Im married, hold on If you keep a secret We could all be happy You can post a picture But you better not tag me , look Winning Lookin for em, spinning Demons with me, sinning Bust it up, walk away grinning Winning Lookin for em, spinning Demons with me, sinning Bust it up, walk away grinning Big drip I fell in love with a lit bitch Crip shit She wanna suck on a lit dick Couple bitches I get lit with I been spinned I give a fuck who you bent with Baow, they lovin the style Send me the addy, Im huntin em down Grrt, grrt, baow, baow Grrt , grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow

Oh Oh I dont gotta say, Whats up, to you, I dont gotta say, Hey And I dont gotta act like I fuck with you, bitch, Im already paid And if you talk shit, then its up with you, and thats where its gon stay, yeah Cause I aint gotta act like I fuck with you, cause Im already paid Cause I got your bitch now in love with me And Im in this bitch now, its getting ugly Cause I got your bitch now in love with me And Im in this bitch now, its getting ugly Im getting money by the millions every month My bro just told me that hes good, he made a killin off the Runtz Im in Atlanta, but Im bringing home Brazilians from the club These women feel like Im thе one, I got Sicilian in my blood Plus Big Tim and Herb stay on my side Countеd up eight figures while staying inside Bought another new car, love the way that it glides Killin yall every year is on my mind I dont gotta say, Whats up, to you , I dont gotta say, Hey And I dont gotta act like I fuck with you , bitch, Im already paid And if you talk shit, then its up with you, and thats where its gon stay, yeah Cause I aint gotta act like I fuck with you, cause Im already paid Cause I got your bitch now in love with me And Im in this bitch now, its getting ugly Cause I got your bitch now in love with me And Im in this bitch now, its getting ugly Custom-made everything, Im feelin kinda stylish I dont feel like drivin, so Im slidin with the driver Stripper party last night, thirty-six thousand Young, rich, and reckless, dont forget that we be wildin Cap rappers runnin off with swag, they not allowed in Back-to-back Lamborghinis parked outside She tryna get outta here, Im feeling her vibe Give her a couple seconds, tell her friend and them bye Diamonds in my teeth, you dont see em, I dont speak I done went up three Ms this week Arguing with my girl, I done got caught up with a freak Ask about me, hundred-fifty thousand in a Jeep I be pushin pounds, thats on God, niggas weak Bro gon hit his ass with that rod if he tweak I done talked her into a ménage, Im a freak Four million in cars, never started a lease I dont gotta say, Whats up, to you, I dont gotta say, Hey And I dont gotta act like I fuck with you , bitch, Im already paid And if you talk shit, then its up with you, and thats where its gon stay, yeah Cause I aint gotta act like I fuck with you, cause Im already paid Cause I got your bitch now in love with me And Im in this bitch now, its getting ugly Cause I got your bitch now in love with me And Im in this bitch now, its getting ugly

I cannot work me no nine to five I ran up them racks for a living Try me, its gon be a homicide Everybody gotta get it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I cannot work me no nine to five I ran up them racks for a living Try me, its gon be a homicide Everybody gotta get it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it My lil one just caught him a homi, I gave his lawyer a hundred We used to grind every summer, we used to peel us a hundred Now we can do what we wanna I might go cop me a Hummer, I dont know nothin but money, but Ima keep me a burner Had the block hot as a sauna, in the middle of the winter I took them trips to go get it I used to serve out a rental, all of my niggas they with it Me and my niggas gon get it, I had to make a decision Fuck with these bitches or get to these riches You know me, I went and ran up them digits Used to be wishing, that shit turned to winning Damn that shit crazy, its just the beginning Hopped out the Hellcat, the clip was extended 4 Pockets Full and I know it look temptin Nigga try me Ima shoot til its empty The money I made it, I guess its just in me They dont really wanna go to war with us Ima spend all of my money on bullets Ima make them press the issue the fullest Came out the jungle, it made me a gorilla Im gon be one of the realest I cannot work me no nine to five I ran up them racks for a living Try me, its gon be a homicide Everybody gotta get it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I cannot work me no nine to five I ran up them racks for a living Try me, its gon be a homicide Everybody gotta get it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I cannot work me no nine to five, no Thats just some shit I cant do Lil Baby what it do? Ayy yo, took the birds up out the coupe Fuck these bitches by the two, thats just the way that we do it Everything we do exclusive, we just not talkin the music Dot on your head like a Buddhist, ayy yeah You cannot stop with us and the beat, thats why these pussy niggas hatin on me Pop a perc and fuck that bitch back to sleep Never trust these hoes cause these bitches freaks We the new wave, fuck up the beach Im the ruler, nigga dont mention me And you niggas snitching, I dont fuck with police And we politicking, handle beef in the street No one said it would be easy, ayy yo I thought you would ride for me, how could you mislead me? Now we goin up when niggas throw up plummet I remember nights when I aint had nothin Benihana plate all in my stomach I just left the mall, I spent me a hundred I cannot work me no nine to five I ran up them racks for a living Try me, its gon be a homicide Everybody gotta get it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I cannot work me no nine to five I ran up them racks for a living Try me, its gon be a homicide Everybody gotta get it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it I hear em screamin they down to ride When its time to slide they aint with it

Cook that shit up Quay I got accuracy when I shoot that stick It aint gon jam, I aint gon stop, I aint gon miss I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit But I was lyin cause I had codeine in my piss Im takin hard drugs, Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets They keep my faded Came up out the trenches a millionaire, a nigga damn near made it Ran it up and lost it all again, damn near drove me crazy Couple homies owe me think Im up so they aint gotta pay me When I hired out my whole team now they my faculty Ever since I got that bag these bitches after me She done sent this text that said she pregnant, she said gon keep it Thinkin to myself like how hell did she get my semen? My lil nigga cant wait to wild out, they just need a reason Thousand pounds of gas at the spot like its Harvest season My lil homie thuggin jus got out but he keep his heater I cant let Lil Tiger out the house, he like to shoot at people Two seater Beamer on my way to pick this money up Semi tuck, try your luck, draw down, I wont give it up Never runnin from em, we runnin to em, we on that bullshit Let it slide, catch em out in public, we gon deal with em I got accuracy see when I shoot that stick It aint gon jam, I aint gon stop, I aint gon miss I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit But I was lyin cause I had codeine in my piss Im takin hard drugs, Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets They keep my faded Came up out the trenches a millionaire, a nigga damn near made it Ran it up and lost it all again, damn near drove me crazy Couple homies owe me think Im up so they aint gotta pay me You gon pay me when I see you, I need that money Keep a smile on my face but it aint funny When I press the button they smashin on site We snuck the pistols in the club, we aint tryna fight Free all of my dawgs behind the walls fuck the system Let em pull up on me like its cool, then we gon flip em Try to tell my man to slow it down but he went missin Couple months later I got the word somebody killed him Man them hollow tips gon burn when they get inside Run it up Im buyin cars, this my fifth ride Playin with the startin five, it aint no sixth guy You can see it in my eye, I wont let shit slide I got accuracy see when I shoot that stick It aint gon jam, I aint gon stop, I aint gon miss I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit But I was lyin cause I had codeine in my piss Im takin hard drugs, Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets They keep my faded Came up out the trenches a millionaire, a nigga damn near made it Ran it up and lost it all again, damn near drove me crazy Couple homies owe me think Im up so they aint gotta pay me They think they aint gon pay me but I need mine, I need mine

DY Krazy The money get stuck together My bitch, she bad as ever My niggas, they rich forever Better go get your shit together  I get racks, I need more, I aint settlin Get a pack, then Im pushin and pedalin I aint fuckin with him, he irrelevant If she give me the, I aint tellin it When I first met Lil Baby, he was trappin it Bust down wrist came from Elliot I crash in the pussy like an accident Went and copped the Lam and I matted it Bustdown AP 012 Used to buy bags from a hotel He aint gettin back shit, nigga, oh well In the 6, nigga rich, eatin oxtail Walking off on the plug, he do wholesale My nigga caught a lil charge, he got no bail He rich, tryna chop down the opps still Wanna see my niggas touch a whole mil Im a rich nigga now, I did somethin right Overbooked, I did four shows one night Back to back, thats eight hundred, two nights Big jet, I had to take a shower on the flight Big jet No little bag, got a big check She get a bag when she upset You fell in love, you aint fuck yet Overbooked I want your bitch, then she gettin took I stack up my money like old books Callin my phone, but its off the hook The money get stuck together My bitch, she bad as ever My niggas, they rich forever Better go get your shit together I get racks, I need more, I aint settlin Get a pack, then Im pushin and pedalin I aint fuckin with him, he irrelevant If she give me the, I aint tellin it Callin my phone, get the operator Why these nigga keep hating? Cant stop the paper Why my bitch is so bad with no makeup? Why she suckin my dick every time I wake up? I got racks, I need more, I cant settle Im too booked, you cant fit on the schedule Im the boss, you cant get on my level When she suck it, I still wanna pet her The money get stuck together My bitch, she bad as ever My niggas, they rich forever Better go get your shit together I get racks, I need more, I aint settlin Get a pack, then Im pushin and pedalin I aint fuckin with him, he irrelevant If she give me the, I aint tellin it

Steadfast, unmovable, always abounding in the- Steadfast, unmovable Always abounding in— Just Blaze We win, yes sir We win, yes sir And we win, yes sir With you by my side, together We can touch the sky, see we win We will be better than ever Made a promise, we can do it together And I aint breakin my word I just wish that I could fly like a bird Get away from this earth Had to pray and pray, I felt I was cursed Always tell myself it could have been worse Nеver goin back, I broke the rеverse It come from my soul, no need to rehearse Lot of time, I was in need of work Talked to God like I need this to work Jumped the line like I needed it first But I was bein selfish Know this gon affect a lot of people, I was being careless Took a break and stepped away, Im comin back when I get ready I know this break people into pieces, but I aint gon let it Yo Blaze, you crazy for this one Ayy, all the champions out there Feels so good Ayy, I said it feels so good We will, we will, we will, we will, we will We will, we will, we will, we will, we will We will, we will, we will, we will, we will We will, we will, we will, we will, we will What didnt break me, made me better I believe that With you by my side, together We can touch the sky, see we win, lets go Strivin for greatness At the same time, keepin my patience Cant be racin to no early grave, Im cool with this pacin I could drop at any given time, Im holdin my aces Ive seen disappointment all in they faces The turtle still cross the finish line We done raised the bar so many times Its only right they give me mine Diamond by myself, together we really shine Long as I keep puttin my faith and trust in God I know that everything will be fine Built for it, real stand up guy, they aint never breakin my kind I believe I can do anything, I aint never changin my mind Lifes all about patience, take it one day at a time Lifes all about patience, take it one day at a time, yeah We win Whatever you may be goin through, we win Well make it together, me and you, we win And when the clouds, they wont fade away Dont you give up, youre one step closer, its not the end We will, we will, we will, we will, we will We will, we will, we will, we will, we will We will, we will, we will, we will, we will We will, we will, aint gon never let it break We will, we will, we will, we will, we will We will, we will With you by my side, huh, together We can touch the sky, see we win Unmovable, always abounding in the Steadfast, unmovable, always abounding in the

Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy, that probably Tago Uh Ima ride for my niggas, wrong or right Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide Pistol on my side, I cant let em kill my vibe Niggas pickin sides and these niggas switchin sides I promise Ima ride We tread spin, bullets flyin Even at the red light, his mama still cant stop from cryin If my chain fell out my pocket the only way I drop a dime I know Ray Charles had it good, he aint never had to see a homicide Stevie Wonder aint see his brothers die, he aint feel my pain He dont know my mama couldnt pay the light bill and I felt that pain But Mark had died, he wasnt breaking a dollar, but I tried to help him change Interrogatin, I still wouldnt crack if I was on cocaine Got this shit from out the projects, aint no silver spoons The morning after the night we slide only time we watch the news I wanna comment on niggas picture, but I just keep it cool I know them pussy niggas bitches, and they know it too, thats why Im confused I was stackin, gettin money when I was in school Went to sellin packs from jackin, then made rappin cool Lookin up to rich niggas, let me rock they jewels Got the game from real steppers, thats why I walk with tools Never let these bitches knock me off my pivot, spin em DM her best friend, Im tryna get up in her, kill it Rapping like an expert but I just be doin it to blow off in it Two thousand on all my denim, Im always working, Im never chillin Made a killing off a killing, put a million on his head Gotta look out for his children, he got picked up by the feds Give a fuck bout he say, she say, I dont wanna hear about what they said And G5 just said he brought the pints, Im through with sippin red Ima ride for my niggas, wrong or right Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide Pistol on my side, I cant let em kill my vibe Niggas pickin sides and these niggas switchin sides I promise Ima ride We tread spin, bullets flyin Even at the red light, his mama still cant stop from cryin If my chain fell out my pocket the only way I drop a dime I know Ray Charles had it good, he aint never had to see a homicide I come from the bottom like the curb do Got em in they feelings, its so personal Ride with that fire, cant let em swerve you Gotta watch your own back, cant let em hurt you, haha Shooters on the roof thatll murk you And I, treat em like my son, like I birth you When I was runnin through the street, it was on curfew And all them times I had him down, I couldve murked you Before I went and did my time in the feds I was skippin school thats why I was upset I was trappin on Sunset on the hill, I couldnt beg Keep that fire by my side, yeah, you know I aint scared, yeah You know how I play it Ima ride for my niggas, wrong or right Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide Pistol on my side, I cant let em kill my vibe Niggas pickin sides and these niggas switchin sides I promise Ima ride We tread spin, bullets flyin Even at the red light, his mama still cant stop from cryin If my chain fell out my pocket the only way I drop a dime I know Ray Charles had it good, he aint never had to see a homicide Hit a one way, went to leave school, thats the only way to go We stopped goin to football practice, we found another way to score See Im tired of seein my niggas in dirt, but they aint from Chicago And Billy died sober shootin dice, hear what Im sayin, Im hollow And my niggas went to snortin coke, I remember pourin up in Fanta Asking God why that cat geeked, I dont never get no answers I be wantin to get my bros out that slammer, but they aint like Tyson Chandler They play with it, we gon knock they lights out, watch em put down candles, hah Ima ride for my niggas, wrong or right Devil in my eyes, you can see him when we slide Pistol on my side, I cant let em kill my vibe Niggas pickin sides and these niggas switchin sides I promise Ima ride, yeah

I drop that shit, make them youngins go pick them tools up I drop that shit make them youngins wan shoot the school up We know she fuckin the city, that ho cant fool us We pick em up, drop em off, but this aint a school bus Take that perc down whole, cant break it down no way Me and my young niggas we bout them bills, just like we OJ Look what the money bring, it brought so much of pain It brought some diamond rings, it brought some diamond chains I told DT he need to be in school Thats my lil nigga I got him forever I try to tell em that they can do better It go in one ear then it go out the other I know you been thuggin and stuck in the gutter But you gotta take care your mother You bout to have a lil daughter You gon have to think smarter Baby Tay on the run, he let 12 get his gun Tyga just got a call say them folks knocking down his wall Im like damn whatd you do, he said bruh I aint shoot I said man you a man, you know what you gotta do Ima send you a good lawyer Ima make sure you come home for sure, for sure Mack, he in trouble again Im like damn, you aint tired of the pen? Lil Milton been my nigga since we was 10 Ceno, I just really want you to win Lil Ced my brother forever We might argue but we sticking together Travis say he need a lawyer, you know I got some for you Cuban know we posed to went to the league But fuck, it Ima still make sure he eat Shoutout Lil Dee, him and Marquise They hold it down for spark street Lil Snoop back locked up, damn man thats fucked up Drop that shit, make them youngins go pick them tools up I drop that shit make them youngins wan shoot the school up We know she fuckin the city, that ho cant fool us We pick em up, drop em off, but this aint a school bus Take that perc down whole, cant break it down no way Me and my young niggas we bout them bills, just like we OJ Look what the money bring, it brought so much of pain It brought some diamond rings, it brought some diamond chains It brought us Rollie watches The lean in my soda poppin I like to perky pop, she like to Milly Rock Buy me a thirty Glock Light that xan and we gone make it kick in pronto Tryna get my niggas off the block just like Mutombo Know some niggas told on the whole gang Theyll break the code, we dont know names Heard somebody made the door swang Probably make it out the dope game And if a nigga owe me dough, we gon hold his ass for ransom If any nigga want smoke, we gon kill em like cancer Im from jackboy with a full clip I was clutchin just in case he was on the bullshit Made a bitch call her ride, say she aint suck dick All my diamonds on skaters, might buy them Trukfit Fuck a diss song, if its an issue we pullin up with it Some my niggas on the fuck shit, they victims, we the suspects Fuck a diss song, if its an issue we pullin up with it Some my niggas on the fuck shit, they victims, we the suspects I drop that shit, make them youngins go pick them tools up I drop that shit make them youngins wan shoot the school up We know she fuckin the city, that ho cant fool us We pick em up, drop em off, but this aint a school bus Take that perc down whole, cant break it down no way Me and my young niggas we bout them bills, just like we OJ Look what the money bring, it brought so much of pain It brought some diamond rings, it brought some diamond chains Cant break it down no way Just like OJ It brought some diamond rings It brought some diamond chains

Uh B-B-Bankroll Got It H-O-O-D , B-A-B-I-E-S Im the real Hood Baby Bitch, its tatted on my neck I laced it up , in my Nike shoes and ran up a check Got monkey bullets in this TEC , and its takin off your neck Shots in the middle, might hit a flip Talkin real crazy, he caught a dip Natural big booty bitch, you thought it wasnt real Pussy tasted like candy and I caught it at Phipps Boy, make a movie, dont gimme no lip Superstar status, got hoes in the VIP Keep shit trill, boy, you aint real Everything goin up like a motherfuckin hill Hit it from the front, then I grab her by the neck Nutted on her face, yeah, Gotit left a mess Then she let the shit drip down to her chest Bitch, I want Ms, I aint talkin bout necks Do one, kingpin, its on to the next They askin who steppin shit, come get stretched Too high, half a Percocet, gon balance it Got a bag, move out the hood to Buckhead Its a show, Rio hit my phone like he book me What the hell? Fat geeked up, smokin cookies Givin hell, these niggas aint nothin but some rookies They say I aint a killer, lil nigga, just push me AMG Benz geeked up, its pushin Stickin to the T, I aint talkin bout Pusha Cut the cap talk, all the couldve, wouldve, shouldve Smokin Backwoods, we dont roll no Swishers H-O-O-D , B-A-B-I-E-S Im the real Hood Baby Bitch, its tatted on my neck I laced it up , in my Nike shoes and ran up a check Got monkey bullets in this TEC , and its takin off your neck Shots in the middle, might hit a flip Talkin real crazy, he caught a dip Natural big booty bitch, you thought it wasnt real Pussy tasted like candy and I caught it at Phipps Boy, make a movie, dont gimme no lip Superstar status, got hoes in the VIP Keep shit trill, boy, you aint real Everything goin up like a motherfuckin hill I went to Baby, the bitch wont forget it One of the members, Im part of the set My lil boy 3, I just gave him a Vette The backend too big so they sent me a check Dont want your number, I only want sex If she dont give me head, Ima cut off her neck You get an F and an N if you test it They hate to say it, Im one of the best If she tried to curve me, I fuck on her bestie I told Lil Gotit he gotta be next You dont get points if you fuck on my ex You dont do work, you for real? Im like, Next Im runnin laps around niggas, no sweat Invested half a ticket on my necklace Im with the slime, this shit can get treacherous I dont want no green, I only want red I only want beans? Bitch, I aint green Do you want a Perc? Hell yeah, thats me Bitch, Im the baby, Hood Baby, yeah, the king Rockstar Gotit, got cuts on my jeans That bitch so lit, she pop her a bean How many haters this shit gon bring? Shit, how many more niggas act gon change? Bitch, Im poppin everywhere, jects and cage H-O-O-D , B-A-B-I-E-S Im the real Hood Baby Bitch, its tatted on my neck I laced it up , in my Nike shoes and ran up a check Got monkey bullets in this TEC , and its takin off your neck Shots in the middle, might hit a flip Talkin real crazy, he caught a dip Natural big booty bitch, you thought it wasnt real Pussy tasted like candy and I caught it at Phipps Boy, make a movie, dont gimme no lip Superstar status, got hoes in the VIP Keep shit trill, boy, you aint real Everything goin up like a motherfuckin hill

I know times get hard but its gon pay off, its gon pay off Grinding every day, cant take no days off, no days off Ridin round the city in a brand new coupe I got a brand new coupe Ridin round the city with some brand new jewels I got a bad bitch too Run the money up, cant take no days off Bitch Im my own boss, I cant get laid off Try me, them youngins will take your face off Try me, them youngins will take your face off Grindin every day, I had to get it, had to work with what I had I went and ran me up a bag I got these pussy niggas mad But I aint doin shit Two door coupe, yeah the fast one Hopped out in the brand new latest fashion I know they cant stand that lil rich bastard Im gon show my ass, I never had shit I think Im a junkie, I need rehab, Im addicted to the lean I went and get it with my team Twenty-thousand on some rings I bought my bitch a new Celine I know times get hard but its gon pay off, its gon pay off Grinding every day, cant take no days off, no days off Ridin round the city in a brand new coupe I got a brand new coupe Ridin round the city with some brand new jewels I got a bad bitch too Savage for the money, goin hard for my kid Sometimes I had nightmares bout the shit that we did I come from the jungle, you cant live where I lived Police they was on me, glad I hid where I hid Cant sell dope forever, get the money and quit Then go get the money, turn the money legit Two four-fives, thats a hard nine Stayed down for the pay out, now its my time I got out of prison at the perfect time Got out, I was fucked up, bid gave me a dime Now I got the money, kickin shit in the sky Now I got the money, kickin shit in the sky I know times get hard but its gon pay off, its gon pay off Grinding every day, cant take no days off, no days off Ridin round the city in a brand new coupe I got a brand new coupe Ridin round the city with some brand new jewels I got a bad bitch too

Burr Cook that shit up, Quay Burr Bling, blaow Bling, blaow This dopell make you do the Kanye, took so many opiates The mall aint even open yet, but Gucci made em open it Dr. Trap-enstein, and I just prescribed a Percocet She aint even fine enough, so I dont even wanna hit Fishtailin out of Tootsies, bag full of hundreds And I told the dealer he can keep the top cause I dont want it Think my house is haunted, woke up, seen a done bitch Gucci on that don shit, so wealthy that my son rich Yeah Hop out that new Maybach like I come from paper You been cuffin bitches, you a super-saver My lil boy already rich, he got my future paper We just parked the Wraith inside the elevator Tootsies on Tuesday, in a private room making a movie I got some vibes with me getting groovy We at the top floor in a jacuzzi Ridin with some hot boys like Im Juvie Im on that dumb shit like Im Gucci I just spent twenty-six thousand in Gucci Go ask about me, this shit aint no new cheese I was gettin money before it was music I dont drink, I dont sip, I abuse it How I did what I did, got em clueless Think these Adderalls got me all lucid Got your bitch on my drip, she been choosin She been checkin me out, I been movin So much money, its getting confusin Only winnin, aint doin no losin This dopell make you do the Kanye, took so many opiates The mall aint even open yet, but Gucci made em open it Dr. Trap-enstein, and I just prescribed a Percocet She aint even fine enough, so I dont even wanna hit Fishtailin out of Tootsies, bag full of hundreds And I told the dealer he can keep the top cause I dont want it Think my house is haunted, woke up, seen a done bitch Gucci on that don shit, so wealthy that my son rich Show me that pussy cat cause El Gato got a cat wrist Shooter got that rocket on him, call him James Harden We be straight ballin, wet T-shirt contest Top off, call us up, the coupe color Sunkist I be going hard on em, Im on that Lil Pump shit I dont even know how my money got so retarded Trap God , Gucci sandals on like I was Jesus Bitch fine as Kim K, and these are not Yeezys This dopell make you do the Kanye, took so many opiates The mall aint even open yet, but Gucci made em open it Dr. Trap-enstein, and I just prescribed a Percocet She aint even fine enough, so I dont even wanna hit Fishtailin out of Tootsies, bag full of hundreds And I told the dealer he can keep the top cause I dont want it Think my house is haunted, woke up, seen a done bitch Gucci on that don shit, so wealthy that my son rich Wizzop Lil Baby

I been tourin Cant get to me They cant get to me They cant get to me because Im up right now They cant get to me because Im up Flyer than a motherfuckin pilot We been on the jets, we fly private I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow Then I gotta go to Texas, Ill be back tomorrow Ever since I was a youngin I been chasin every dollar Count up them blue hundreds, we aint got no money problems Im tryna stack up and get it I went from rags to riches I blow the bag in Lenox I heard your Jag was rented I know you mad, admit it Jump in that Lam and hit it When I put that shit on I be drippin I fuck the baddest bitches Bend that shit over, let me hit from the back She got some good head, Ima send her to Saks Bitch Im a dog and Im killin the cat And Im a slime, bitch you better free Yak You niggas dont talk, boy you better relax I make a call, get you beat with a bat Get your shit popped like the top of a gnat I got the cheese and you niggas is rats They cant get to me because Im up right now They cant get to me because Im up Flyer than a motherfuckin pilot We been on the jets, we fly private I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow Then I gotta go to Texas, Ill be back tomorrow Ever since I was a youngin I been chasin every dollar Count up them blue hundreds, we aint got no money problems And I left the hood broke, came back in a Murciélago I might fuck on your daughter, I used to ride on MARTA Bitch know Im a player, I coach the team like Coach Carter She tried to take me to Maury, no bitch Im not the father All of these bitches they know that we get it Takin them private flights city to city The shit that they doin, we already did it Never been losin, we already winning Coupe fully loaded, its already tinted Pulled off the lot, leave the top with the dealer Im not a rapper, bitch I am a dealer They cant get to me cause Im in the middle They cant get to me because Im up right now They cant get to me because Im up Flyer than a motherfuckin pilot We been on the jets, we fly private I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow Then I gotta go to Texas, Ill be back tomorrow Ever since I was a youngin I been chasin every dollar Count up them blue hundreds, we aint got no money problems We aint got no money problems, we aint got no money problems I told em put me in the game coach, Im a starter And if she actin like she need me Ima starve her Remember days ridin on MARTA But now we flyin private jets to different cities And I keep a bad bitch with me Two chains everywhere like Tity, I done growed up Bad bitches askin where the weed, its time to roll up They cant get to me because Im up right now They cant get to me because Im up Flyer than a motherfuckin pilot We been on the jets, we fly private I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow Then I gotta go to Texas, Ill be back tomorrow Ever since I was a youngin I been chasin every dollar Count up them blue hundreds, we aint got no money problems

Nine times out of ten I got niggas Ill probably never see again  No matter the problem, I promise that we gon win First one to switch up the ones you call friends Nine times out of ten I got niggas Ill probably never see again No matter the problem, I promise that we gon win First one to switch up the ones you call friends Nine times out of ten You lost your dawg, youve been through it all, I know how that feel, yeah Got a hole in my heart, Im forever scarred, but somehow I still care Know they thought I would fall, but Im standin tall and look at me still here And whenever I call, my niggas gon come if they in the wheelchair Feel like dodgin the hate, ayy, Im probably gon ride in a Charger Thinking bout the mistakes I made, I get in my mode and go harder If I stay on my pace and stay in this lane, Ill be hotter than lava I dont know how I did what I did, Im just thanking the Heavenly Father I really come from the bottom, couldve got shot up, I used to ride on the MARTA Now its a Bentley Bentayga, Instagram models, my lil bitch shaped like a bottle Runnin through all them, tearin these motherfuckin miles up, I gave em drip they can follow I put em all on, 4 Pockets Full, thats the motto, yeah Nine times out of ten I got niggas Ill probably never see again No matter the problem, I promise that we gon win First one to switch up the ones you call friends Nine times out of ten I got niggas Ill probably never see again No matter the problem, I promise that we gon win First one to switch up the ones you call friends Nine times out of ten Member them days I was stuck in a drought Member I was prayin to make it out Member them times when I felt worthless Fuck that shit, I done found my purpose I aint gon lie, I was really hurtin So Im sorry if I did you dirty Got in my bag, a young nigga workin I see them watchin, yeah, the fuck niggas lurkin Diamonds hittin, gon and take out the cameras Im goin dumb like I aint got no manners Im plugged in with the finessers and scammers And shout out my fly goon niggas on camera They know the name, its Big Havi Im goin insane, Im big poppin I was the G.O.A.T. in my younger body When I blow up, I aint gon act like I dont know nobody Life of the party like La Di Da Di Got a couple hearses for a couple verses This another verse that I done caught a body Dont do this on purpose, but you cant rehearse it Havi the G.O.A.T. and you know it, you know it Hundred different flows and you know, you know it I aint lettin up for nobody Nine times out of ten, they know its a good one Nine times out of ten I got niggas Ill probably never see again No matter the problem, I promise that we gon win First one to switch up the ones you call friends Nine times out of ten I got niggas Ill probably never see again No matter the problem, I promise that we gon win First one to switch up the ones you call friends Nine times out of ten

Baby, you should know this That I aint goin And I aint blowin no smoke I mean, I been sober But you shoulda known it That I wasnt goin And I know you noticed that changed But Ill be your woman always Always and forever Always Always and forever Always, always Seems like I cant get away from you Broken hearts were made for two, I guess And its so confusin Findin the right ways to express We in love, its a fear Its a drug we do, I guess An addiction we wont admit But baby, you should know this That I aint goin And I aint blowin no smoke I mean, I been sober But you shoulda known it That I wasnt goin And I know you noticed that changed But Ill be your woman always Always and forever Always Always and forever Always, always Baby, you should know that Im fuckin with you for you Bought the Lamb truck cash, and doubled back and bought the coupe It aint nothing you can ask for, I see myself wont do Got the Cartier skeleton and you got one too You aint tripping bout no bitches I ran through And you always on your shit so I salute But Im always on the move Switchin plans like I switch shoes Put on my chains, it was my move Just stay the same, dont get confused Im on you, aint never have to lose It aint too much you gotta prove Dont bring it up if you aint got proof I hit the gas and I go zoom I let my cash go through the roof Cant miss a beat, I stay in tune And I aint goin nowhere til Im six feet with a tomb But baby, you should know this That I aint goin And I aint blowin no smoke I mean, I been sober But you shoulda known it That I wasnt goin And I know you noticed that changed But Ill be your woman always Always and forever Always Always and forever Always, uh, always, uh Always Always and forever

I almost dropped a tear for you, uh I always throw my pain on you My head went straight up, we confused So many times that weve been traded, weve been used But I cant move on, you know the news had me dropped Weve come too far, you know we come from the jungle Cant move on, you know the news had me dropped Cause weve come too far, you know we come from that jungle Uh, like I aint trippin I was caught up in your ways Im tryna put on for my brothers, thats my focus nowadays Like now Im trippin Cause you was leavin anyway And your emotions out of place I never thought that you would change, I swear Shit so real, I got the chills I done made this shit so real Made some money off this deal Finna pay my mama bills For my brothers, I drill Spin up, I brought no chill Get jammed up, we gon see who real In the hospital bed, I was poppin them pills, yeah, yeah Me and you aint close, as we just used to be Used to be People hit me up, but I aint used to it Family askin favors cause I got some money now When I get that money all these bitches actin funny now I almost dropped a tear for you, uh I always throw my pain on you My head went straight up, we confused So many times that weve been traded, weve been used But I cant move on, you know the news had me dropped Weve come too far, you know we come from the jungle Cant move on, you know the news had me dropped Cause weve come too far, you know we come from that jungle Told Lil D, look up the best appeal lawyer in Georgia Ima get it for you Cookin up them meals, make sure I eat You know I feel for you Cant believe them meals, they turned sour I wouldve killed for you Left me at lowest, I cant even say I still love you Im the type to tell lil bro dont shoot He gon still bust you Comin up, my life was hard Fat Daddy died, we was still in the car He did three to five, now he doin time again I cant lose, naw, someone gotta win I love my dawgs, I aint got a friend Woo bout to touch down, he just did ten Back on the wall, how the fuck Ima fall? When I stand on my team, do you understand? Buckin the law, give a fuck bout your plan When I hop out my car, my gun in my hand Niggas switch up and I dont even know why Its so many shit I dont understand I cant drop no tears now Ive been cold for some years now I almost dropped a tear for you, uh I always throw my pain on you My head went straight up, we confused So many times that weve been traded, weve been used But I cant move on, you know the news had me dropped Weve come too far, you know we come from the jungle Cant move on, you know the news had me dropped Cause weve come too far, you know we come from that jungle I almost dropped a tear for you, uh I always throw my pain on you My head went straight up, we confused So many times that weve been traded, weve been used

Im back going hard again, Im shutting down my heart again No one cant get next to me, so they gotta put orders in Try my best to act like I didnt care, but I cant hold it in And Im not into losing, I go hard as I can go to win Im back going hard again, Im shutting down my heart again No one cant get next to me, so they gotta put orders in Try my best to act like I didnt care, but I cant hold it in And Im not into losing, I go hard as I can go to win You pillow talkin to hoes again You breakin the code again Im on the road again We snakin these bitches with them poles again This chopper do tricks, you gon go fold it in I know they be hatin, I still post they shit We stay on they block like we posed to slid This Glock been with me on my road to riches We done over-sold the load again Too many plays, been off for too many days Boy you a bitch, you got feminine ways I get the drop, Ima pay, they gon spray where you stay I had to check on my man, think he part of the clan Keep a mask, he got too many Ks I had to run up them bands when I got out the can Cant go back, I got too many cases He actin bad on the Gram but we know whats gon happen It happen in every occasion Somebody killed, I be tellin my youngins to chill Check the stats, I do numbers for real And this ain’t no cap, I get money for real That lil boy aint run up no commas for real Dont play with Baby I go million for million I made it out, but yet Im still in the field Five hundred racks sittin in my ears Ten carat diamonds spent in my earlobes Superhero Baby savin the ghetto If Im not the man, Im the man in the middle Hop out the car with my hand on my pistol He just a fan, and he mad I dont feel him I know they know that I ran with them killers Fuck it, you know I still run with them guys Drivebys a waste of my time, I want somebody to die I risk it all, put my sack on the line I came from the back of the line We had it crackin since back when was alive You can go ask on my line I wish Lil Woo wouldve never went through with his move But Im glad that he through with his dime, yeah Im back going hard again, Im shutting down my heart again No one cant get next to me, so they gotta put orders in Try my best to act like I didnt care, but I cant hold it in And Im not into losing, I go hard as I can go to win Im back going hard again, Im shutting down my heart again No one cant get next to me, so they gotta put orders in Try my best to act like I didnt care, but I cant hold it in And Im not into losing, I go hard as I can go to win He tryna diss me, that shit aint gon get to me I cant give pussy ass niggas my energy He say that shit when I see him, then hell see Know they mad cause they cant take a seat with me Got the best of the best in the sheets with me Hands down, cant nobody compete with me I eat filet mignon Im a cash cow I got ten million cash from my last album Im just waiting on my brother to max out Every show that I get, it be packed out Five K for your team, you got ripped off Spent a hundred thousand on mine Crack a smile just to show the diamonds From the corner to another continent Got a baby daddy? I dont wanna hit Need a Nike deal how Im running shit He cant come to the A, he on punishment Catch that boy out of place, we gon punish him Take his chain and his watch on some funny shit Brodie ready to crash on some dummy shit Gotta fuck me for free, aint no money bitch Ive been on some pimp shit lately I been off a jet with some made men We got twenty vibes out in Vegas Im back going hard again, Im shutting down my heart again No one cant get next to me, so they gotta put orders in Try my best to act like I didnt care, but I cant hold it in And Im not into losing, I go hard as I can go to win Im back going hard again, Im shutting down my heart again No one cant get next to me, so they gotta put orders in Try my best to act like I didnt care, but I cant hold it in And Im not into losing, I go hard as I can go to win I go hard as I can go to win I go hard as I can go to win I go hard as I can go to win Hard as I can go to win Hard as I can go to win

Im in the trenches, Im gettin this money, I need me a hood bitch I dont be flexin, I really be poppin, they know that Im hood rich Hundred bricks came from Pablo, Gunna rollin up gelato Hope a nigga dont try me, they gon find a nigga body I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds Hope a nigga dont try me I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds Hope a nigga dont try me Hundred bricks in a duffel bag, got em from Pablo Gunna still all in the cut, rollin gelato Nigga try me, it aint a move Bet a nigga make the news Fox Five, channel two I aint trippin, you a fool I just bought some new V-lone Moschino on my back, Moschino on my swag, Moschino on my belt I been feelin myself, I done tripled my wealth Starring nobody else, did this shit by myself Yeah, yeah, yeah Remember them days a nigga was broke, now we gettin to the money Them niggas was hating, them niggas be hating, I think that shit funny, yeah A nigga better not try me, its gon be a fuckin homi All my young niggas gunning, nigga it aint no running Im in the trenches, Im gettin this money, I need me a hood bitch I dont be flexin, I really be poppin, they know that Im hood rich Hundred bricks came from Pablo, Gunna rollin up gelato Hope a nigga dont try me, they gon find a nigga body I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds Hope a nigga dont try me I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds Hope a nigga dont try me Young nigga, I be flexin and poppin Me and Lil Baby the plug and the socket Homicide, ready to catch a body Trap profit got me all four pockets I spent some racks on these diamonds Like a whole hundred thousand Ten pints, I drink gallons I dress like Im going to Jimmy Fallon Dont give a fuck, we gon fuck that shit up Drop off a bale in a pickup truck Givenchys are very particular Flooded diamonds, it got princess cut Bend her over, down set hut Fuckin that ho, put my thumb in her butt We fuckin that shit up, that aint nothin to us We fuckin that shit up, that aint nothin to us Im in the trenches, Im gettin this money, I need me a hood bitch I dont be flexin, I really be poppin, they know that Im hood rich Hundred bricks came from Pablo, Gunna rollin up gelato Hope a nigga dont try me, they gon find a nigga body I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds Hope a nigga dont try me I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds I spent some racks on these diamonds Hope a nigga dont try me

Ayy man, I been a rich nigga, know what Im sayin? I aint had no plug, know what Im sayin? Lil Baby, digit time nigga Yeah yeah yeah Set up shop Nigga fuck the cops, I got plenty guap Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain Bitches lame, niggas droppin names, thats a damn shame Bitch wait, fuck a mixtape, I got plenty cake Yeah Im rich and Im pushing weight, thats why niggas hate Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new Js Trap nigga, six phones, doin at least a brick a day Slaughter gang, snatch your chain, dirty face, dirty K Hundred thou in put up, I got this from the cook up Sixty two to one-twenty-five, I doubled up Switchin lanes in the Hellcat, I done did that Flip packs, I got big racks, where your bitch at? Niggas broke, bitches stressed out, I cant help that Real nigga, I talk brick talk, bet they felt that Dope money turnt to rap money, watch how I flip that Set up shop Nigga fuck the cops, I got plenty guap Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain Bitches lame, niggas droppin names, thats a damn shame Bitch wait, fuck a mixtape, I got plenty cake Yeah Im rich and Im pushing weight, thats why niggas hate Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new Js Trap nigga, six phones, doin at least a brick a day Young Baby, goin straight crazy, worth like four-eighty Three eighty, I got two of those, keep em in my pocket Young nigga get a lot of money, all these bitches jocking Pussy nigga say they wanna rob me, guess thats why they watchin Hold up, bitch Im froze up, bitch you know us Them fours up, I be poured up, got me slowed up Shoebox, fuck a shoebox, that aint big enough Big racks, I got big racks, where your bitch at? Set up shop Nigga fuck the cops, I got plenty guap Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain Bitches lame, niggas droppin names, thats a damn shame Bitch wait, fuck a mixtape, I got plenty cake Yeah Im rich and Im pushing weight, thats why niggas hate Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new Js Trap nigga, six phones, doin at least a brick a day Marc gators on my feet like I just stepped up out the swamp I wanna be a billionaire, I aint got no problem with Donald Trump Lookin sad, on a med, mixin Act with Hi-Tech I got way more water than Katrina round my fuckin neck I fucked that bitch like a pit I told her her boyfriend a piss Hundred-fifty thousand dollar bitches on deck Set up shop, and I got some red in the red rock Actavis make me sit it down like I cant walk Go to that skirt, its a box Stand up guys get slaughtered I can never be like Quan Ranned up way too many coins Anyway I act flamboyent Nigga been a gangster since born Nigga killed theyself, I warned Niggas goin broke and its showin Set up shop Nigga fuck the cops, I got plenty guap Young Roo act a damn fool with that damn tool We the gang, nigga try the gang, nigga bust his brain Bitches lame, niggas droppin names, thats a damn shame Bitch wait, fuck a mixtape, I got plenty cake Yeah Im rich and Im pushing weight, thats why niggas hate Bad bitch, she done sucked me up for them brand new Js Trap nigga, six phones, doin at least a brick a day

D. Sims Run that back, Turbo Ridin round on E, racks up to my knees I cant get no sleep, if I aint got no lean Bad bitches follow me, my niggas a part of me My bitch a hot commodity, I know my grandmom proud of me I moved my mom from poverty I hope they dont think bout robbin me I can fly, yeah I believe In the cockpit where the pilot be Dont need no stylist, I style for free My young ho keep on callin me, my old bitch keep on stalkin me Aint gon let a nigga take my shine from me Shouldve been rappin, this rhymin easy Drop my top just to feel the breeze Thugger my brother, yeah easy breezy I just wanna fuck, dont tease me They got my songs on repeat, yeah yeah I dont want no money exchange I went overseas and got some change Im tryna get this money in a hurry Switched up, I guess it wasnt workin Came back, guess it wasnt workin I think Im addicted to the perkys Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Switched up, I guess it wasnt workin Came back, guess it wasnt workin I think Im addicted to the perkys Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Brand new Bentley, hit the block swervin 12 say they know that I be workin My PO she say I run the game Every time I see her I throw up the gang, yeah yeah yeah Really ran the block, really keep a Glock, really serve the rock Screamin fuck the cops, screamin fuck the opps, million in the vault Oh you a gangster? lets see bout it nigga Had them lil niggas to see bout you nigga Oh you a gangster? lets shoot out lil nigga Make my lil niggas go 2Pac a nigga Had a million dollars on the low I aint even let nobody know My role model get them truckloads Bend her over, fuck her, then Im gone Aint gon put your name in a song Ima put your face on a shirt Ima put your body in the dirt Nigga you a pussy, where your skirt? Im tryna get this money in a hurry Switched up, I guess it wasnt workin Came back, guess it wasnt workin I think Im addicted to the perkys Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Switched up, I guess it wasnt workin Came back, guess it wasnt workin I think Im addicted to the perkys Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry Im tryna get this money in a hurry

T-shirt made by Louis Soon as I do it they do it Running through the money like there aint nothing to it I know I say it all the time but I aint gonna do it 7.62s Dont start everything goes on my block Bad vibes in my archive New Rolls Royce I dont drive Chanel belt drip FN extended clip Mike Amiris fit, yeah Codeine take a sip I got in my bag I aint coming out I still having bags I aint running out Sometimes I have thoughts then I have doubts Then I go hard and it work out Taking these percs down I need to chill Used to be a couple thousand now an M Im making moves with her with no film I know she gotta go and tell her friend Tryna give them the ball but they aint gonna get it They dont even wanna try cause they see us winning Got the homie on trial I just hope he win it Ive been killing these niggas, Lord, Im a sinner T-shirt made by Louis Soon as I do it they do it Running through the money like there aint nothing to it I know I say it all the time but I aint gonna do it 7.62s Dont start everything goes on my block Bad vibes in my archive New Rolls Royce I dont drive Same clothes for a week straight Me and Baby stacking this cheesecake Anything on my block Off white made me a rock star Still fucking with them hotboys running from cop cars And when we started to rap we knew shit would to pop off Amiri Jeans rock the skinny fit Marlo Keep it real as shit Name another nigga as real is this Take care of the family how real it get .223 thats supposed to 7.62s And Im still fucking the baddest bitch T-shirt made by Louis Soon as I do it they do it Running through the money like there aint nothing to it Hell say it all the time but he aint gonna do it 7.62s Dont start everything goes on my block Bad vibes in my archive New Rolls Royce I dont drive

Cook that shit up, Quay Run that shit from the top, Turbo Dope man got extendo Living room, three Dracos Sellin gas like Citgo Got a ho spot on the sixth floor I dont ever stay, just give and go Hope my girl dont never know These niggas 12, youll never know They got paperwork theyll never show Sippin syrup, Im in slow mo Got it engineered by Turbo Ridin round in a low low You only live once, YOLO I cant drive my car cause they know its me I dont drive slow, all I do is speed Im on Adderall, I dont never sleep Goin hard, fuck bout who in front of me Nigga out of line, he gon rest in peace Shout out big game, he gon rest in peace Signed a deal for two mil last week I get one-five, give the rest to P I aint never got to rap, Ima sit in that trap Ima run up them racks, yeah I was sittin in that pen, I was still gettin it in I aint never goin back, yeah Never save a ho, always give and go Give her what she want, never tell her no Grind hard, aint never goin broke Im rockin Loubs, I got spikes on my toe On the yacht, it was me and Lil Boat Im a slime, Ill fuck any niggas ho Real easy like einy meany miny mo When she see the money she gon go She know Im a hundred, I aint told She know under pressure I wont fold I aint goin fed, I aint fuckin with the cops Yall niggas lyin, yall really need to stop Spray a hundred rounds every time we spray a block When the beef get to me I aint never gon stop Dope man got extendo Living room, three Dracos Sellin gas like Citgo Got a ho spot on the sixth floor I dont ever stay, just give and go Hope my girl dont never know These niggas 12, youd never known They got paperwork theyll never show Sippin syrup, Im in slow mo Got it engineered by Turbo Ridin round in a low low You only live once, YOLO I cant drive my car cause they know its me I dont drive slow, all I do is speed Im on Adderall, I dont never sleep Goin hard, fuck bout who in front of me Hop out and go crazy nigga, Im just blazin nigga Aint blood but Im blazin nigga, I go crazy nigga My chain cost one-eighty nigga, I tried to save them niggas Nigga you cant save that nigga, catch that nigga, spray that nigga Leave it up to god when it happen If I wasnt rappin Id be trappin Rental car, blendin in with traffic Gettin a load in on the tractor I got em scared, they knowin Im a factor Jumped in the game, ran it up faster Hundred racks bustin out the plastic Leavin Magic City with a dancer Made myself a boss, Im from Atlanta I put a half a pint in the Fanta FN make it hard to keep my pants up Ridin round the city in a Phantom Kidnap a rapper, make him pay the ransom Niggas be fake, so we dont even dap em They knowin Im real, you can go and ask Before I was rappin I was gettin them bags in Dope man got extendo Living room, three Dracos Sellin gas like Citgo Got a ho spot on the sixth floor I dont ever stay, just give and go Hope my girl dont never know These niggas 12, youd never known They got paperwork theyll never show Sippin syrup, Im in slow mo Got it engineered by Turbo Ridin round in a low low You only live once, YOLO I cant drive my car cause they know its me I dont drive slow, all I do is speed Im on Adderall, I dont never sleep Goin hard, fuck bout who in front of me

Thousand dollar Givenchys, you cant kick it with me I used to ride on the ten speed, now Im in a Bentley I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty Block boy known to get busy Check out my drip, it cost fifty We got a whole lotta bullets, lil bro got the glizzy but I got the choppa in the trunk 50k up in my jeans, it look like my pockets just got a new case of the mumps I need that fetti on fetti, these niggas be jealous, these niggas be bitches, they punks Hope you ready, Im ready, I know bout some killers that carry machetes and pumps Leave him like Nutty Professor, he clumped I made a million, it still aint enough I poured a four up to serve in my cup These niggas be talking, boy, shut the fuck up Dripping like a bitch, get a nigga stuck up I just hit another lick, yeah, a nigga lucked up I was running off the drugs, got a nigga fucked up We gon send a couple shots, niggas better buck up Spit yo game, talk yo shit, boy Its real in the field, better grab your stick Lingo too cold, better grab your bitch Im too good with the words, when I shoot I dont miss All this smoke, I gotta light one All these opps, I gotta strike one Wanna tweak with the gang, you got the right ones Cut em down back, got blood on my ones We used to play in them hallways with the walkie talkies Ayy, now we just hop gates when we hear walkie talkies Money aint in yo conversation, nigga then why we talkin? Cause I be getting money too often Fuck a lil bitch, Im balling Thousand dollar Givenchys, you cant kick it with me I used to ride on the ten speed, now Im in a Bentley I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty Block boy known to get busy Check out my drip, it cost fifty What you callin in the cut, yeah I cant talk about my opp, they dead Rather talk about the guap, instead Every nigga on my roster, playing New Amiri jeans, fuck it, Im a fiend I done got the bitch a loft and all I done seen niggas running up down, they dont keep it real, then I watch them fall I hit the gas, I dont stop for laws I went from rags to racks and Im on they ass, the cash involved, now my shit passed from wall to wall Aint ask shit for a minute as soon as I get it, I feel like I have to ball Big team player, pass the ball They was hating on me, passed them all I got some niggas who sitting in prison, Im with them, Im trying to get past the wall Thousand dollar shoes, wear them one time We dont fuck with them, they aint our kind VVS stones, I bet I shine I been on the road for this Couple niggas dead and gone, I miss Ive been riding in the ghost for this Thousand dollar Givenchys, you cant kick it with me I used to ride on the ten speed, now Im in a Bentley I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty Block boy known to get busy, check out my drip, it cost fifty We are the youngest niggas coming up Say you a shooter, nigga, you a bluff I swear the money giving me a rush Bitches see diamonds, now they wanna touch AP is heavy bitch, dancin on my hand Choosing a frenzy, I dont give a damn Too many Glocks for it to jam Money and a burner, nigga leave a tan Ima just leave a nigga in the sand Or I can get a head-up for a band Fuck all that talking, now I got a plan Ima just move it until they understand Niggas woke up, posting on the gram Still in the trap, sorry Uncle Sam Took us some time, started with a gram And I still got some silent niggas in the can Chop it up, chop it up, chop it up, block it up, block it You see the ice on my neck, try and touch, Ima pop you Woah, Givenchy my drip for the day, I got more in the closet Givenchy my shirt, Givenchy my shoes, Im not a regular shopper Thousand dollar Givenchys, you cant kick it with me I used to ride on the ten speed, now Im in a Bentley I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty Block boy known to get busy Check out my drip, it cost fifty

Hoop dreams, hoop dreams Hoop dreams I used to have hoop dreams, just like LeBron But now Im in a six speed, Im on the run I swear I had this, world in my hand when I was young I swear I had the, world in my hand when I was young I want to be like Dwyane Wade I want to be like LeBron James, ayy I had hoop dreams like Steph, ayy Im in a drug house with the meth Feds tryna charge me a with a theft All my dreams they done went to the left I had hoop dreams nigga, I had hoop dreams nigga Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga, ayy Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga, yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga School gym, playin one on one School fight, aint no one on one We used to rob niggas just for the fun That basketball, turned to a gun My lil nigga, that my lil nigga, he on the run Three thousand dollars just to make the bond Back in middle school I used to play the drums Now its high school, fifty rounds in the drum, huh All my hoop dreams out the door, Im foolish rum The police kicked the door, run Forrest run You know I had the odds stacked against me Aint even have faith in God, God forgive me I used to have hoop dreams, just like LeBron But now Im in a six speed, Im on the run I swear I had this, world in my hand when I was young I swear I had the, world in my hand when I was young I want to be like Dwyane Wade I want to be like LeBron James, ayy I had hoop dreams like Steph, ayy Im in a drug house with the meth Feds tryna charge me a with a theft All my dreams they done went to the left I had hoop dreams nigga, I had hoop dreams nigga Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga, ayy Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga, yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga My partner was servin the rocks while I used to dribble the rock, I toss it over the block Pull out the work form my sock, my niggas trappin a lot, we tryna run up them knots You nigga had hoop dreams but my partner wanna be Frank Lucas Run and throwin like Cam Newton Act different, they gon start shootin Money callin so I got to pick it up, ring ring ring I once had hoop dreams, had to switch my lanes Had to find that calling, Im gon ball regardless Most these niggas stallin, bough a brand new carbon Please dont be my target, but this shit about hoop dreams Tryna take it all home, I need new rings, yeah I used to have hoop dreams, just like LeBron But now Im in a six speed, Im on the run I swear I had this, world in my hand when I was young I swear I had the, world in my hand when I was young I want to be like Dwyane Wade I want to be like LeBron James, ayy I had hoop dreams like Steph, ayy Im in a drug house with the meth Feds tryna charge me a with a theft All my dreams they done went to the left I had hoop dreams nigga, I had hoop dreams nigga Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga, ayy Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga, yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga Never had no hoop dreams but Im ballin like Im in the league I guess Im a role model, all these niggas follow me They was playin ball, I was in the hood sellin weed Had to get some money, I was hungry, I couldnt even eat Im like Dwyane Wade with the three Im like LeBron James in the paint I want it now, I aint gon wait I need a whole dime in the bank I can give a damn what a nigga think Im on my shit and these niggas aint Im doin shit that these niggas cant I cant expect a nigga to relate Im goin up, these niggas hate it Runnin your mouth all, you aint on your job I was workin hard, runnin to them cars I had to run it raw like Im Jay-Z, these niggas broke and they lazy I never let a nigga play me, these pussy niggas better pay me I been servin fiends ever day, ah I aint never had no fuckin day job All my mama ever did was work hard Now she aint gotta work thanks to her lil boy, yeah yeah I used to have hoop dreams, just like LeBron But now Im in a six speed, Im on the run I swear I had this, world in my hand when I was young I swear I had the, world in my hand when I was young I want to be like Dwyane Wade I want to be like LeBron James, ayy I had hoop dreams like Steph, ayy Im in a drug house with the meth Feds tryna charge me a with a theft All my dreams they done went to the left I had hoop dreams nigga, I had hoop dreams nigga Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga, ayy Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga, yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga Yeah, I had hoop dreams nigga

Jump out the coupe Lil Baby and Set Scream 4PF Lil Baby and Set Scream 4PF Jump out the coupe Jump out the coupe, yeah, yeah Jump out the coupe, yeah, yeah Jump out the coupe Jump out the coupe Jump out the coupe Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Jump out the coupe We balling, no hoop Jump in and check on the thot Its a hundon for my watch They said the Porche a robot Im on a yacht with a yacht Shawty was playing and got shot Money in the ground start to rot Jump out the coupe We balling no hoop Jump in and check on the thot Its a hundon for my watch They said the Porche a robot Im on a yacht with a yacht Shawty was playing and got shot Money in the ground start to rot Hunnid racks stashed in a spoiler This money so dirty, a hoarder I tape a brick to señora Go ahead and go cross the border Diamonds that hang like a ornament Sipping on lean like a pharmacist Me and my money got partnerships Two hundred cash to the dealership That bitch got that sack and then we flipped the bitch Hit the bitch, quit the bitch Sucking on dick like licorice Hit her one time and get rid of it Im giving these thots their wish list Hunnid round drum thats a biscuit Blocked her, she on dismissed list My diamonds too cold, its a fixed wrist Jump out the coupe We balling, no hoop Jump in and check on the thot Its a hundon for my watch They said the Porche a robot Im on a yacht with a yacht Shawty was playing and got shot Money in the ground start to rot Jump out the coupe We balling no hoop Jump in and check on the thot Its a hundon for my watch They said the Porche a robot Im on a yacht with a yacht Shawty was playing and got shot Money in the ground start to rot They thought I wouldnt make it But now Im inside Standing ovation, moment of silence Hope out the coupe , with the FN beside me Bitch from the islands , yeah she exotic Aint got no love for no thot Bitch is you fucking or not? Whoa, whoa This a sixty thousand dollar watch I just fish-tailed off the lot Got it right back out the pot A young nigga make the hood hot And fuck it gon get a new spot Said fuck it gon get a new spot Jump out the coupe We balling, no hoop Jump in and check on the thot Its a hundon for my watch They said the Porche a robot Im on a yacht with a yacht Shawty was playing and got shot Money in the ground start to rot Jump out the coupe We balling no hoop Jump in and check on the thot Its a hundon for my watch They said the Porche a robot Im on a yacht with a yacht Shawty was playing and got shot Money in the ground start to rot

Baby Ah, bitch Fuck a nigga mean, nigga? Fuck you talkin bout? Im on they ass today, I just went and picked me up a bag today I pulled up on the scene with a bad lil bae She got a fat ass, when I smash, it shake Smackin her ass, playin patty cake Shut the fuck up, do what daddy say I think I got lil baby mad at me Fucked up her hair, she look bad today Told her, Hop in the whip, we can go get a fix Ima drop that bitch off at my set, she the shit As soon as she done with that nappy ass hair You can pick up your boy to come pick up his bitch Look at my wrist, thats a brick I just fucked up my Rolex, but fuck it, its lit I dont give a fuck bout no fame or no chain Aint no jewelry put me on the lick I just went sat with the label Niggas offered me a contract Told them niggas I aint want it The shit was wack, I didnt sign that Im the best but never mind that My shit so hard that they rewind that Got that work if you cant find that You cant afford it, we can finance I got one foot in the trap, got one foot up they ass, ditch your coat on the rack Got my dick in your bitch, she be bendin it over and bustin it open and throwin it back Im tryna go fuck a bunny Fuck all these hoes cause they dont really love me Im tryna get me some motherfuckin money If they free Meek Mill, why they aint free my cousin? I bet we shoot up your motherfuckin party If somebody touch me or one of my brothers I bet wont none of these niggas that talk on the internet try me, they see me in public I bet they play all my motherfuckin teachin Bitch, I dont rap, I be motherfuckin preachin I bet you paid for that motherfuckin show And I bet you paid for that motherfuckin feature Im on they ass today, I just went and picked me up a bag today I pulled up on the scene with a bad lil bae She got a fat ass, when I smash, it shakes Smackin her ass, playin patty cake Shut the fuck up, do what daddy say I think I got lil baby mad at me Fuck it, lets go to the bank Baby , racks , keep em on me like I live in the bank Pints, Act , addicted to syrup like I live off the drink My fashion is high, I live in the sky Im keeping my fire, I hope they dont try You heard Im on fire, but that aint no lie My youngins, I love em, I know they gon ride Racks, hundred, get em knocked off and wont think about it Lie to your honor Look him straight in the face and wont blink about it I just finessed for a bag today We wipe they nose, yeah, the nasty way NASCAR my car, yeah, the fastest way Fuck on your bitch, I dont masturbate I just kept it one hunnid, they had to hate I heat it up, and I blast away Aint do no whippin, its glass today She let me hit it, I had to pay She let me get it, you had to wait Im still ahead of my class today I do the dash with no license plate Nigga try me, he gon die today Im on they ass today, I just went and picked me up a bag today I pulled up on the scene with a bad lil bae She got a fat ass, when I smash, it shakes Smackin her ass, playin patty cake Shut the fuck up, do what daddy say I think I got lil baby mad at me Fuck it, lets go to the bank Im bout to motherfuckin blank My name hold weight, I got motherfuckin rank Im in the rental with my brother Thank We tryna eat, where our motherfuckin plate? Its been there with me, yall just motherfuckin late I need that shit now, I cant motherfuckin wait I bet you act like you motherfuckin know I put this four-five in your motherfuckin face, bitch Im on they ass today, I just went and picked me up a bag today I pulled up on the scene with a bad lil bae She got a fat ass, when I smash, it shake Smackin her ass, playin patty cake Shut the fuck up, do what daddy say I think I got lil baby mad at me Huh? Hahaha, fuck you talkin bout, nigga? Huh? DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby, DaBaby Bitch, Baby Talk

All I know is play for keeps, I aint slept in bout a week Niggas screamin we got beef, shell casings in the street You gon ride or die, you gon ride or die Sixteen on the block, had to run me up some guap Turn some soft into a rock, keep on whippin til it lock You gon ride or die, you gon ride or die I know my mama prayin for me, its kinda hard for her to sleep When she hearin I got beef and Im really in the streets But she know her son a G, aint gon fold, aint told I aint rolled, when the pressure was on I bust chrome Six oclock on the dot, niggas still at the spot Got a play for three blocks, I might serve em or take em off Im tryna figure it out, fuck it Ima figure it out All I know is play for keeps, I aint slept in bout a week Niggas screamin we got beef, shell casings in the street You gon ride or die, you gon ride or die Sixteen on the block, had to run me up some guap Turn some soft into a rock, keep on whippin til it lock You gon ride or die, you gon ride or die Im up early in the morning tryna run me up a bag But a nigga on the run cause the narcs on my ass Im slidin in the I, nigga Im slidin in the I And its for a pocketful but a nigga playin for keeps And a nigga got a drum cause a nigga in the streets So Im grindin I, nigga Im grindin I All I know is play for keeps, I aint slept in bout a week Niggas screamin we got beef, shell casings in the street You gon ride or die, you gon ride or die Sixteen on the block, had to run me up some guap Turn some soft into a rock, keep on whippin til it lock You gon ride or die, you gon ride or die They havin pressure bout these hoes, we havin bags of this shit I got four pockets full and coupe around my wrist Know I play for keeps I got paper out the street Pull up at your spot, air that bitch out for a week I finessed em out the cash, Rudy bought the jeep I was in the flat with beat, we got dracos for the beef I aint lyin Im a beast, them hoes say yall niggas cheapskates Duffel bag full of cash like I hit the sweepstakes All I know is play for keeps, I aint slept in bout a week Niggas screamin we got beef, shell casings in the street You gon ride or die, you gon ride or die Sixteen on the block, had to run me up some guap Turn some soft into a rock, keep on whippin til it lock You gon ride or die, you gon ride or die

Pyrex, turn me up Know my name Baby but that bitch call me daddy Man, that shit real crazy Zone 4, its Pop I just bought the bitch a new big face brand new Patek Now she gon forever call me daddy Now she gon forever call me daddy Now she gon forever call me daddy I just bought the bitch a new penthouse hundred floors up With the bustdown Rollie with a necklace to match Now she gon forever call me daddy Now she gon forever call me daddy Slide in that pussy like DMs Pussy so good, get goosebumps I love when she lick around the rim Give her death-row dick, no 2Pac She gon forever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever call me daddy She gon forever call me daddy She gon forever call me daddy Bad bitch, she bustin, never jammin That pussy fully automatic Like when she suck it and she catch it Rated R movie, cinematic Beat the guts, she be oozing when I stab her Dick gon hit like an Uzi when I have her Eat the dick but I love when she lick it Eat the pussy while I grip on her titties Woo, punish her like a suspension She gave my dick head detention Gave her a Perky, she with it Then got her back on the floor She ready, she horny, she with it Fuckin a boss and she know She ready, she litty, she wetty I just bought the bitch a new big face brand new Patek Now she gon forever call me daddy Now she gon forever call me daddy Now she gon forever call me daddy I just bought the bitch a new penthouse hundred floors up With the bustdown Rollie with a necklace to match Now she gon forever call me daddy Now she gon forever call me daddy Slide in that pussy like DMs Pussy so good, get goosebumps I love when she lick around the rim Give her death-row dick, no 2Pac She gon forever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever call me daddy She gon forever call me daddy She gon forever call me daddy Don’t call me daddy unless you got it tatted We can keep fucking for hours, Im an addict If Im on your back, Im never tryna scratch it They say they want action, fuck it, we gon smash em The penthouse so plush, Im living like a bachelor I aint fuckin with her now, she tryna bash me I want fifty a verse, or nigga, dont even ask me And fifteen a piece for them things thats in plastic The media all in my business, harassing me If I want your shit, then its up, we gon jack you Probably be one of the realest lil rappers Still spending legal like Im somewhere trapping She call me zaddy whenever we fuck Whenever I call, she know to pick up Hit her, no rubber, she say she in love I come from the jungle, she know Im a thug I just bought the bitch a new big face brand new Patek Now she gon forever call me daddy Now she gon forever call me daddy Now she gon forever call me daddy I just bought the bitch a new penthouse hundred floors up With the bustdown Rollie with a necklace to match Now she gon forever call me daddy Now she gon forever call me daddy Slide in that pussy like DMs Pussy so good, get goosebumps I love when she lick around the rim Give her death-row dick, no 2Pac She gon forever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever call me daddy She gon forever call me daddy She gon forever call me daddy You know, uh, you gotta control her attention Know what Im saying? D-18, you know thats the district, hah

Santana, 4PF Ehi, ah Stavo fumandola Poi sono arrivati e mi han preso col peso che avevo lanciato in là Per queste strade ti perdi, fra, appresso alla droga o una bambola Soldi con la trap e rischiavo di morire dentro una trappola Contanti, no Mastercard, yeah Non cè pettine che sciolga i miei nodi Leakkano le tracce mentre conto i milioni Off-White, fotto roba di bottoni Tu molli la tua bitch se mette le mie canzoni Shiva più Lil Baby, vai in panico al tuo risveglio La biro ti scava la bara e poi ti mette dentro Bello come i soldi sanno cambiare argomento Son divеntato uomo dopo quello del momento, yеah Sto gestendo una fortuna Ventuno anni con tre SUV dietro la curva Nel Rolls mi manca la luna Metallo sui Cartier e lo sguardo che fuma Sarò anche piccolo, ma non questi orologi Dormo sopra i cash, dopo faccio brutti sogni Mi confesso con loro perché ormai mi hanno sposato Non posso inginocchiarmi, sono vestito di bianco Ehi, ah Stavo fumandola Poi sono arrivati e mi han preso col peso che avevo lanciato in là Per queste strade ti perdi, fra, appresso alla droga o una bambola Soldi con la trap e rischiavo di morire dentro una trappola Contanti, no Mastercard Dont got no Mastercard, only got racks I get the heater and I hit from the back All overseas on a jet with this scrap I aint never been scared, perhaps I heard youre a rat anyway Thats the way that you got out the case anyway Boy, you know Ima pull up and straight any day My lil nigga they kill shit Bigger house on the Hills, Uncle Phil shit Put on drip everyday like Im Will Smith Aint a bitch you can name, I aint deal with I aint running from shit, keep a kill tick They know I drill shit, Ive payed the bill, bitch Damn, hold my wrist up, they be cheatin, au revoir Yeah, in the kitchen, water rippling, watch the order Ehi, ah Stavo fumandola Poi sono arrivati e mi han preso col peso che avevo lanciato in là Per queste strade ti perdi, fra, appresso alla droga o una bambola Soldi con la trap e rischiavo di morire dentro una trappola Contanti, no Mastercard Shiva e Lil Baby Sì, Shiva e Lil Baby Presto attenzione ai guadagni No Mastercard, ho solo contanti, ehi Shiva e Lil Baby Sì, Shiva e Lil Baby, uoh-oh No Mastercard, ho solo contanti

Uh Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Grimeyy Im a fucking loose screw, nigga, on gang Loose screw Code red This bitch ride on I heard the goofies said fuck me, well, its fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimeyy? Bitch, cause Im a loose screw Ayy, I heard the goofies said fuck me, well, its fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimeyy? Bitch, cause Im a loose screw Flew my bitch out to Miami, now we fuckin on the beach All that loud mouth shit, you better practice what you preach 30 Deep the gang, thats what I bang, get with us til my brother free Just got that call from lil cuz, hell be dead in a week Niggas was falling for them hoes, I fell in love with my eight Had to leave her cause she found out I was creeping with Drac Ramen noodles in that slammer, now its steak on my plate And I wont buy me no more jewelry, trying to stack for a Wraith I did that time by myself, aint no nigga sent me nothin You see your opp up in that jam, then you better get to scuffin Catch a goofy, whack a goofy, aint no time for discussion Popped his ass like a pill, nother kill, now Im bustin I heard the goofies said fuck me, well, its fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimeyy? Bitch, cause Im a loose screw Ayy, I heard the goofies said fuck me, well, its fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimeyy? Bitch, cause Im a loose screw Goofy ass nigga, get the fuck back Get a nigga whacked for a rack, this shit getting out of hand Running up the money, I aint running out of bands Ill run off in the bank before I run off on my man Certified super head, she do it with no hands Closet worth a million, got like three hundred in pants He want me to sign him, he been begging for a chance But I know he gon try to murk something when he get fifty bands Sitting down in that cell, I aint looked down, I holded my head up Whole life, been a rock-star, I tote that heavy metal Shout out my migo, get blocks like Griselda Make sure I bring my new whips through the ghetto Bruh like Mayweather, he just dodged a elbow Work everyday, too much paper on my schedule All these loose screws, we can tighten up whatever I keep me a hammer, a ladder, a nail for em I heard the goofies said fuck me, well, its fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimeyy? Bitch, cause Im a loose screw Ayy, I heard the goofies said fuck me, well, its fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimeyy? Bitch, cause Im a loose screw The only thing be on my mind is moving my mama off the sect I got a brother in that jam and got a brother on my neck I done robbed a lot of niggas trying to run me up a check My BM just hit my line, says she want some more baguette Grimeyy Duce the Grim Reaper, fighting bodies in my sleep Gave Pistol twenty-five cause he on a kill streak Plug deep, he with that fin, now he looking for the tweaks Rough you up for your phone, he a bully for them geeks In that slammer, stood ten, I aint never take a loss Hit the nigga, get stabbed for a pack of hot sauce Cup ONoodles and some Lays get a nigga knocked off Co-defendant turned rat for some shit I popped off Keep that forty on my side, Ill blow it like a flute Had to cut my brother off, I shouldve knew he was a goof Since that shit on Natural Bridge, niggas knew I was the truth Mama told me since the womb, she just knew I was a Deuce

808Godz Mattazik Been Boomin Off Rip No stylist can style this shit, I drip, Im on a whole nother planet Slip backdoor back football, man Im on a whole nother Xanny Hell cat cant fuck the seats up bitch we gotta fuck in yo camry Main hoe call me daddy even though I aint her parent Came from the slums we aint picture this shit this big Hoe say she aint never had no dick this big Remember them times we aint used to have nothin in that fridge Scratch me a on TV cant My mom had no job in years, got tired of her tears Eviction notice on the front door everywhere that we lived Four of us, one bedroom and the condo lodge Had to sleep together, couldnt make a Pallet cause the floor too hard Boiling water in the morning, tryna take a bird bath fore I go to school Free Rico and Boo, I remember the times I had to wear they old shoes Owed it all to my momma, did it on my own, I aint never had no daddy Came home from Paris, ran up a new bag, and went and got her a mansion I aint even gotta post shit on my Instagram, I just wanna be happy Got a lotta money and I aint even gon spend it, cause I aint never had shit I was sittin in the prison, they aint send a penny, that was just last year Now I got millions and they tryna get all in my business, ride straight past em No stylist can style this shit, I drip, Im on a whole nother planet Slip backdoor back football, man Im on a whole nother Xanny Hell cat cant fuck the seats up bitch we gotta fuck in yo camry Main hoe call me daddy even though I aint her parent Came from the slums we aint picture this shit this big Hoe say she aint never had no dick this big Remember them times we aint used to have nothin in that fridge Scratch me a on TV cant All that money on my mind like I gotta bald head I just bought coups and Ima chop the wig After the life sentence he had another bid Cuban link ring drippin like a sink, gone drop it on the I can give everybody a thousand at wireless Ima drown em with the champagne like Im papi Yeah yeah, my ring and my chain they both from round So many cars, cant let the garage down, yeah yeah Our generation get the Bentley I told that girl she cant get rid of me Ten times ten with the wrist Im world medal, fuckin it, pissed, god-damnit Your stylist can’t touch this shit, this drip on a whole nother planet Slip backdoor back football, man Im on a whole lotta Xannies Huracan-can for the seats so bitch you gotta fuck on yo camera Made ho call me daddy but no I aint her parent Playin real slow and we play this shit you dig Hoe say she aint never had no dick this big Remember them times we used to have nothin at free Scratch me a on TV cant Huracan, Tesla, Porsche or shit, Im on a whole lotta speed Rollie got 41-pointers lil brother, no I aint in the lead I still make that bitch pull up even if she bleed Aint none wrong with yo throat lil ho, get on yo knees On Aderall countin that paper, I dont need no money machine That got salt on it like a plate of that cheese If the Feds at the door right now, my nigga gon claim that stick Lil freak from the hood sucked dick in the car with a whole lotta spit Putting money on yo head like a bald head bitch with a brand new wig In , met the plug every week, thats a whole lotta weed New traphouse Gs, 200 on the dash, thats a whole lotta speed We were still gettin frisked when what we had, thats a whole lotta swag Thirteen years old, we were breakin in houses, we were livin too fast I was raised by my momma, aint had no father so the streets my dad We had chopper way back then, when stole it from his sisters boyfriend Now that lil nigga got like plus a hundred, whenever he need me, he know that Im comin Meet his sister every month with the money, they gon go hard, but we go the dumbest Sticks with the beams like we the Army, I hope my past dont come back to haunt me Thats why I sit in the house and I chill, I cant nothin, I ran up a mill Anything that you goin through, just ask God, he gon give you the strength Baby witness everything real, I been rappin for a year Now look how God work, I got two mill for my deal

Gunna, Gunna, Baby 4PF, YSL, yeah its our year Big racks, money talking nigga thats all I hear Told every one of my niggas this our year Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port, go and board the Lear Ima hop out, drip, drip in the flyest gear Everything came from Saks Fifths Bitch got Dior all on her lips Let her ride, Ima drive from the rear Drive that bitch and go crazy All blue hunnids big faces Four pockets full, Lil Baby Catch me a jet and go to Vegas Chauffeur from a 63 AMG Mercedes VVSs on me and they banging Fuckin on a nigga old lady I was tryna grind like the 80s I had to stack it tall took a whole lot of patience Spend a dime nigga money ancient Til I hit the mall and I fell in love with Maison Money growing feeling like Im aging Pour a four of syrup let me taste it Attached to the paper we related Big racks, money conversation Big racks, money talking nigga thats all I hear Told every one of my niggas this our year Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port, go and board the Lear Ima hop out, drip, drip in the flyest gear Everything came from Saks Fifths Bitch got Dior all on her lips Let her ride, Ima drive from the rear Told Gunna Gunna lil kid this our year, you dig what Im sayin bro? She got starstruck by the stars in the wraith, she know I aint playin though I ran them bands up Dressed like Im sponsored by Louis Vuitton Givenchy, Chanel, YSL, Im a don Four pockets full, get them in by the ton Look at my bitch how she stunt on they ass she got class she got every bag Jumped on a lear, left the pack in the hood text my ho told a bitch I aint coming back Big racks, money talking nigga thats all I hear Told every one of my niggas this our year Pulled the Bentley truck to the clear port, go and board the Lear Ima hop out, drip, drip in the flyest gear Everything came from Saks Fifths Bitch got Dior all on her lips Let her ride, Ima drive from the rear Big racks, money talking nigga thats all I hear Told every one of my niggas this our year

Cook that shit up, Quay I can switch my watches with my mood swing Pull up through the projects in that new thing She just gave me head she got some good brain Give her couple dollars just my new chain a thousand or two I can show you what a thousand will do Call the plug tell him pull up with a thousand or two I got family to feed, I got niggas say they need me Got a lot of shit on my plate but I aint tripping cause Im greedy They got my lil nigga worried cause his daughter she obese She a premature baby and the doctor say she need em He got fees but he dont got money but he got ski masks And he got a black 45 screaming need more cash A nigga ask me do I got some murder for hire Lovin on a bitch I prolly wont know her tomorrow My lil partner from the westside caught a murder case Say his lawyer want a hundred but he got 50k Told me that he had a feeling he was halfway Told him I got the other fifty I dont want no games, no games I dont play no games Im going straight up I just want my muthafuckin paper On the private jet me DT Tiger gangsta Tryna go into the lands and get this paper Running through the land like Im 6-0 You had to tap in I was get it when it wrapped in racks in I was running through LA at All Star getting a pack in You was getting extorted heard the homies made you tap in And heard the homie he got-

Baby on the flow I could never say no Baby and Baby got a go Hangin with  Slime and Gunna You  wanna play? You know its Baby and Baby Yall aint no money My flows switch up  Blac Youngsta runnin on  My brother Doshman be free

I love my nigga next to me I got a rider who would die for me EarlOnTheBeat I fuck back and forth YSL I do this for Maze in the motherfuckin trenches I go get it, I go get it My niggas gon and get it I got some niggas comin with me to the top and Ima take em And I know them niggas hatin, but Im waiting, I got patience I got bitches rollin down on a nigga I go ride on a nigga I go ride all them niggas And I shade all my grizzy I go ride all them niggas I go ride all them niggas Go around all them niggas I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top I lost some homies, they got popped Couple homies they got shot I dont count it for a man I want that money and I aint first And I aint lost and I gon get it and get it Fuck I leave it all adjustin Bitches wont fuck my neck just they probably wont fuck my pocket Thats why all you niggas watchin, come try me, the option is only you nigga I dont get no money, fuck with true niggas Im so stiff on yall hoes Nigga know how I harsh and I get money on them hoes Im tryna accomplish my goals All these niggas bitches and I know it for sure I got different whips, I got cars galore I got different bitches, I got women galore All I know is money and I need me some more You know I aint just talkin, they know this And I just popped that motherfucker, I show shit Im already hood-rich, and I tryna go legit I need another way Im tryna rap about this shit I got bitches rollin down on a nigga I go ride on a nigga I go ride all them niggas And I shade all my grizzy I go ride all them niggas I go ride all them niggas Go around all them niggas I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top I lost some homies, they got popped Couple homies they got shot I dont count it for a man Never had a job and never plan on getting one I came here they rowdy bitches know its one on one Lets meet there, relax, I won Change from the Pentagon next thing on her tongue Five-hundred cash with me thats why I got this bag on I came from rags to riches now tryna sell out the dome My bitches skinny dippin they all got thongs on You aint tryna get rich you gotta gone gone gone I got my weed from Jamaica, Sean Paul Tryna be the reason niggas hating on all yall Stayed down in this law, we get paid off Big homie taught me if its a plug dont run off, ayy Nigga stack a G like a Phillipean And we smokin weed, drinkin codeine And I got some Ms I could buy Hardees And I got some water, you cant walk in these Turn the mansion to a club, lets have a party We got options, you can drink some Act, red or green? All this I drink Got me tearin up the fuckin street I like it, I see the green, I know CD I got bitches rollin down on a nigga I go ride on a nigga I go ride all them niggas And I shade all my grizzy I go ride all them niggas I go ride all them niggas Go around all them niggas I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top I lost some homies, they got popped Couple homies they got shot I dont count it for a man

Why do you lie to me? Why would you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Oh Im in love with your hands tonight Yeah, they give you this alibi I dont know cause Im lost in your eyes I hope my heart dont break too much When I wake from the ways you touch Im so weak cause I cant get enough You say that you love me Oh, I never thought wed be like that Ive been running in a thousand tracks You said that you love me, so Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to mе? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to mе? Why do you lie to me? Oh-oh, ooh, ooh Oh-oh, ooh, ooh Oh-oh, ooh, ooh Oh-oh, ooh, ooh Why do you lie to me? You said it was L-O-V-E Now we dont even speak I know you didnt need me What is all this about? I didnt come for no clout I get mines and Im out Ill survive any drought Feelings are not allowed I go all the way down, yeah We could go somewhere where we dont get service We can sit back and smoke weed all day shirtless I keep on going in-out of your cervix That would be perfect, but I dont think youre worth it You say that you love me Oh, I never thought wed be like that Ive been running in a thousand tracks You said that you love me, so Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to me? Oh-oh, ooh, ooh Oh-oh, ooh, ooh Oh-oh, ooh, ooh Oh-oh, ooh, ooh Why do you lie to me?

Peep the way I put it on you, got you fallin Tell you slide when its five in the mornin Keep the ice when I ride cause Im ballin Oh yeah no wonder you keep callin You know its a vibe, goin all night Look me in the eyes, tell me sex lies Oh baby, its a vibe, goin all night Look me in the eyes, tell me sex lies Yeah, yeah, yeah Tell me what I wanna hear Tell me how you want it, tell me how you feel Sex drive, I just hope that you can steer Sex lies in my ear, give me chills I know you dont mean it Just answer when I need it Aint no strings attached, so it aint nothin can get between it Drunk dials in the evening That liquor keep me fiending Im just tryna grant you all your wishes, sex genie Freaky, nasty Backseat of the balcony I dont even remember what I said, so dont you ask me Whatever keep you happy, dont take this shit to heart Cause we was in the moment, but that shit stay in the dark Peep the way I put it on you, got you fallin Tell you slide when its five in the mornin Keep the ice when I ride cause Im ballin Oh yeah no wonder you keep callin You know its a vibe, goin all night Look me in the eyes, tell me sex lies Oh baby, its a vibe, goin all night Look me in the eyes, tell me sex lies Yeah, yeah, yeah Drive her crazy when I talk, when we fuckin But its crazy cause if I aint have nothin We wouldnt be talkin or fuckin I bust a nut and thats the, end of discussion I fuck you like it was our last time I know its lust, Ill say that I love you I might just, whisper in your ear and tell you nobody gon fuck like me Then shell turn around, when she look back up, like Ima make you wife me I push on her legs, I go in deep and she dont even fight it I wont stop until we reach the climax, Ima keep on climbin Look me in my eyes and say its mine but I just know she lyin Always on the grind, I dont have time for no wine and dining I can find another you before you can go find a dime You gon make the pussy come for daddy, its my favorite line Baby Peep the way I put it on you, got you fallin Tell you slide when its five in the mornin Keep the ice when I ride cause Im ballin Oh yeah no wonder you keep callin You know its a vibe, goin all night Look me in the eyes, tell me sex lies Oh baby, its a vibe, goin all night Look me in the eyes, tell me sex lies Yeah, yeah, yeah Its a vibe, its a vibe Its a vibe, its a vibe

Cook that shit up Quay Run that back Turbo I aint dead, I aint in jail, safe to say I beat the odds I was walkin in the rain, tryna make it to my car I put ice on all my watches for the times when it was hard My mama caught me with a pistol, whipped me with extension cord Puttin designer on my shoes, no more walkin Just be naked when I get there, Ima walk in We gon get straight to the point, aint no more talkin Give you everything I got, Im goin all in Tennis chain blingin with a pendant, came from Icebox I been gettin faded, poppin pills like a white boy Super freak, lowkey, mind her business, just my type Super high and super fly, Im floatin like a kite Went from LA, then to Vegas, then Miami in one night If they catch you out in traffic they gon smoke you at the light When its pressure its on sight My word is bond, just get it done and then I pay the price Im livin one hell of a life Sometimes I dont sleep at night I stay up and think about the shit that I been through Woke up this morning and went and bought a Benz coupe Its feelin like I need a threesome baby bring your friend too I aint dead, I aint in jail, safe to say I beat the odds I was walkin in the rain, tryna make it to my car I put ice on all my watches for the times when it was hard My mama caught me with a pistol, whipped me with extension cord Puttin designer on my shoes, no more walkin Just be naked when I get there, Ima walk in We gon get straight to the point, aint no more talkin Give you everything I got, Im goin all in Cee died in the bricks, 12 hit him up with a stick Too much drink, man had surgery but he still pourin up grits Cant believe Margo told on Duke, thank God it hit him with a split 2:30 at Thad house, pray the bitch gon get hit Eighth grade Booker T, Jimmy had ounces in the locker Ninth way we go stole, I aint tryna eat no pasta But Tyrone got killed when he was tryna see more dollars Strapped down in that stall, why the hell you took my partner? Granny tried to throw my stash away so many times Hot days in the jects, we were flyin Tyshun died in a wreck but Geico cant help the stress Byron he keep payin a junkie, and that junkie my uncle He just tryna get a rock, we was just tryna hit the block I aint dead, I aint in jail, safe to say I beat the odds I was walkin in the rain, tryna make it to my car I put ice on all my watches for the times when it was hard My mama caught me with a pistol, whipped me with extension cord Puttin designer on my shoes, no more walkin Just be naked when I get there, Ima walk in We gon get straight to the point, aint no more talkin Give you everything I got, Im goin all in

Bought me a fishing rod so I can reel that bag in I remember back when I aint have shit Plug on the way, he say them bags in Still in the hood gettin them racks in Bought me a fishing rod so I can reel that bag in I remember back when I aint have shit Plug on the way, he say them bags in Still in the hood gettin them racks in I should sign to Slaughter Gang cause Im a savage Word on the street Lil Baby havin I done fucked a thousand bitches out in Magic These niggas broke, they pockets flat, that shit embarrassing I just copped a new coupe, yeah the fast one These niggas happy cause they finally fucked my last bitch But Im the one that told you she was nasty Me and money havin sex, we should get married Bought me a fishing rod so I can reel that bag in I remember back when I aint have shit Plug on the way, he say them bags in Still in the hood gettin them racks in Bought me a fishing rod so I can reel that bag in I remember back when I aint have shit Plug on the way, he say them bags in Still in the hood gettin them racks in I been on my grind, thats why Im loaded Im like Luda in his prime, I got them bows in Condo at the top, I dont let hoes in Medusa in the section, got them holes in it Ima take her down and let the bro hit it Niggas talkin crazy, thats that ho shit All my hoes own shit, all your hoes rent Drive so many foreign cars they thought it was rented Bought me a fishing rod so I can reel that bag in I remember back when I aint have shit Plug on the way, he say them bags in Still in the hood gettin them racks in Bought me a fishing rod so I can reel that bag in I remember back when I aint have shit Plug on the way, he say them bags in Still in the hood gettin them racks in I just copped a new coupe, yeah the fast one These niggas happy cause they finally fucked my last bitch But Im the one that told you she was nasty Me and money havin sex, we should get married Bought me a fishing rod so I can reel that bag in I remember back when I aint have shit Plug on the way, he say them bags in Still in the hood gettin them racks in I got them racks in, yeah I got them racks in, yeah I got them racks in, yeah I got them packs in, yeah I got them packs in, yeah I got them racks in, yeah I got them racks in, yeah I got them packs in, yeah

When you rich, every day is the weekend Bougie bitch put her feet in, bad bitches in the deep end Party on the weekend Keep my bitch in good condition like some leave-in When you rich, every day is the weekend Bougie bitch put her feet in, bad bitches in the deep end Party on the weekend Keep my bitch in good condition like some leave-in Keep my bitch in good condition like some leave-in Every couple weeks, she need a new weave in If she cant suck, then she is not succeedin Im really mean cause they dont know the meanin No I in team, but theres an I in teamin Linkin up, teamin up just to get a nut Too many bills, the money counter jammin up My last bitch let the internet interrupt Im not crazy, I just dont really give a fuck If they paid me, Id go to Milwaukee for the bucks You niggas posted for the Gram, Im really posted up If your watch cost a house, nigga, hold it up When you rich, every day is the weekend Bougie bitch put her feet in, bad bitches in the deep end Party on the weekend Keep my bitch in good condition like some leave-in When you rich, every day is the weekend Bougie bitch put her feet in, bad bitches in the deep end Party on the weekend Keep my bitch in good condition like some leave-in B-B-Baby Every day the weekend I dont have to pretend When she let me hit it, I go deep in I was in the trenches playin defense Pull up in a big Crip blue Benz, yeah Im just vibin, wan come through? And Blueface in the cut, so your friend could come too Yeah, aight, I get money on sight Every day a holiday, I swear Im lovin my life Five foot, fat ass, she just might be my type Fucked around and rushed her, she thought that I was bullshittin Everything you do on the weekend, daily Im doin it Thats your best friend? Gon influence her, dont ruin it, yeah When you rich, every day is the weekend Bougie bitch put her feet in, bad bitches in the deep end Party on the weekend Keep my bitch in good condition like some leave-in When you rich, every day is the weekend Bougie bitch put her feet in, bad bitches in the deep end Party on the weekend Keep my bitch in good condition like some leave-in Nails done, hair did every weekend Keep my birds and lay the seeds in like some chicken I get paid to go in clubs you couldnt get in I just hit a bitch, another nigga missin Hit from the back, you niggas hit mission When you rich, every day is the weekend Wake up every day at noon in good condition And I aint even have to call her for a leave-in Have you ever made a hundred in a weekend? She call me talkin bout a meeting, I put the meat in I see the birds peekin, but not speakin You cant name a bitch that wasnt in my DMs When you rich, every day is the weekend Bougie bitch put her feet in, bad bitches in the deep end Party on the weekend Keep my bitch in good condition like some leave-in When you rich, every day is the weekend Bougie bitch put her feet in, bad bitches in the deep end Party on the weekend Keep my bitch in good condition like some leave-in

I trapped on the night shift I seen my uncle addicted to white shit I pulled up with a nice bitch My license suspended so thats who I slide with Im ready for anything Outside with a Glock, in jail with an ice pick Just put your money down Nobody make a move until the dice hit I got my money up Tellin promoters I switched up my prices I brought Dre Mack with me He gon run down, he dont care who your wife is Im tryna live righteous Couldnt get bail, they said he was a flight risk Why these niggas on my dick? If I see it, I want it, I like it, I buy it You need like fifty pills? I could get em I got like nine bitches in the Sprinter I just got some head, she just wanted dinner Half my niggas dead, half up in the prison 40 on me, handle business I aint got no time to think about no witness Leave em in the river, wakin up with fishes I get all my diamonds from the district I got all my haters at attention Try pull me over, not stoppin at lights If I hop out, Im jumpin over fences Cant fuck with bitches, they just want attention My diamonds yellow, I look like a Simpson Her brain amazin like she went to Princeton Her name was Monica, I felt like Clinton I trapped on the night shift I seen my uncle addicted to white shit I pulled up with a nice bitch My license suspended so thats who I slide with Im ready for anything Outside with a Glock, in jail with an ice pick Just put your money down Nobody make a move until the dice hit I got my money up Tellin promoters I switched up my prices I brought Dre Mack with me He gon run down, he dont care who your wife is Im tryna live righteous Couldnt get bail, they said he was a flight risk Why these niggas on my dick? If I see it, I want it, I like it, I buy it We in New York Couldnt get the blicky, so I got the knife in Bad vibe with me, lightskin And she textin, say Im trifling Ive been sipping all this syrup Then I looked up, damn, where the night went? Maybach with the light tint I gotta see if the cops coming If the paper the subject, I aint done If the bitch is not fucking, she cant come Ive been popping these Addys, I cant sleep Ive been Cripping on beats like Im Dave East Put a new supercharger on a Hellcat Had a hell of a week, where the bales at? Tryna put that ho leg where her arm at This shit deeper than rap, we be on that I trapped on the night shift I seen my uncle addicted to white shit I pulled up with a nice bitch My license suspended so thats who I slide with Im ready for anything Outside with a Glock, in jail with an ice pick Just put your money down Nobody make a move until the dice hit I got my money up Tellin promoters I switched up my prices I brought Dre Mack with me He gon run down, he dont care who your wife is Im tryna live righteous Couldnt get bail, they said he was a flight risk Why these niggas on my dick? If I see it, I want it, I like it, I buy it Um, like, what is you doin? Is you rappin? You trappin? Like Pick up your fucking phone Stop playing with me, like I know you not that fucking busy, like And it better not be no bitches in there Im not playing, yo Im in Los Angeles, cool, but Ive always been scandalous We might rob you and your manager Photographer with you, we need a new camera After we shoot, light a candle up Dont hit her phone when I land in her city That shit got her all in her feelings I dont get searched So I got hitters that pass me a strap til they get in the building I come from public housing where they killing Couldnt get a job is why he started dealing Couldnt get no help is why he started stealing He not hisself, thats why they never feel him I aint popped a Xan in a minute I aint fucked a fan in a minute Last time, was standing up in it Disrespect my man, Im offended I trapped on the night shift I seen my uncle addicted to white shit I pulled up with a nice bitch My license suspended so thats who I slide with Im ready for anything Outside with a Glock, in jail with an ice pick Just put your money down Nobody make a move until the dice hit I got my money up Tellin promoters I switched up my prices I brought Dre Mack with me He gon run down, he dont care who your wife is Im tryna live righteous Couldnt get bail, they said he was a flight risk Why these niggas on my dick? If I see it, I want it, I like it, I buy it

Mmm Feel like that Dreams 2 Reality beat Im tryna go whole nother way, though I asked God for forgiveness so I cant rap on niggas But I let God be my witness that we done stepped on niggas I can afford to buy a army, but I stopped buying pistols But I just hope that you aint in that car when we do catch up with em Rather be the suspect than the victim Keep my cool and beat the system When I talk, my teeth start glistenin, thats the diamonds thats engraved They like, Who is them lil niggas? They look like they getting paid You can tell that we dont play by the looks thats on our face Heard the opps been throwin shade, boy, you know we play with K Come through swinging in broad day, boy, you know Im ready to pay It aint even bout no money, know they go in where I say Plus I looked down when he was fucked up, he cant wait to straighten his face Gotta get my mind out murder VVSs fill my shirt up Eighty racks to fill her purse up With this shit, I lift her skirt up Sloppy head, gotta lift my shirt up Rest in peace, Juice, pour my syrup up Drip or Drown, sippin purple Its a rat inside my circle Damn, who you know gon cop two Lambs same day, they gon know who I am Okay, turn my back on my fam, no way My bitch so bad, goddamn Its late, Im up right now, Im not playin, Im stayin Hope the JackBoys know that I plan on sprayin Nah forreal, listen to what Im sayin Been through it all, had to shake it off, one of my dawgs was a flea I been standin tall, I been goin hard, aint no nigga fuckin with me Walk inside the mall, everybody ball, whole entourage fresh as me Rich young hitters, hoppin out foreigns and we got Chargers and Jeeps No dissing in our song, but when we catch you, he gotta get it Heard he dissing in this song, but 4PF, he better not mention He used to be my dawg, but he switched up for a pretty penny I was gon say his name, but then again itd be like Im snitchin Baby, know he aint gotta pay I do it for free anytime, any day When it come to the money, you know I get paid We brag different, we hoppin out Wraiths Had to change the way I think, I was thinkin bout murder FNs and .223s, wet that boy shirt up Yeah, they shot back, but they shot all the birds up Lambo sit too low, we fuckin the curb up Shopping at Barneys, Im sippin this purple 4PF the gang, aint no rats in my circle Not goin down bad, dont care whatchu heard She got them bags, you can get served Opps gettin mad, we gettin on they nerves I fuck with Ced cause he stood on his worst Dreams to reality, I know that they mad at me I know that they mad at me, turned dreams into reality Catch the murder, first degree, I wont let em murder me I got tied so I know I aint trippin Niggas mad, turn to bitches They know that we slide with glizzy Spin they block until they dizzy I been gamblin with my life, hope I dont roll a seven Killers had to talk to God, he know he aint gettin ahead Gotta be a man behind that wall, I know that you aint ready Popped his gun, they sat him down, he wasnt thinkin steady I been on a different method, goin up, different levels I been tryna change the motives, you took my humbleness for hoe-ness Niggas actin like they know me, bust em down, take the Rollie When you gettin the money, niggas notice, I wont let em lose focus 05 My partner took a different route, Im still tryna figure out Im really gettin the bag, aint chasin clout Run up another sack, buy my mama a house They can tell Im gettin paid by the way I talk They can tell Im steppin by the way I walk If bro say Get him, then they already got him Comin up, spark shit, GT status I turned my dreams into reality, I know everybody mad at me I aint nothin like I used to be, but Im goin hard, so get used to me Nah, I dont see no nigga usin me, I still aint where Im posed to be On left side, they aint approaching me I fuck with bro but he aint close to me Probably stay young, got crack in my sock Golden in the hood, niggas set up shop Seventeen, hittin these big boy blocks Gotta , I come buy a whole block I aint thought bout it, I really sling rock I hang with the robbers, I dont fuck with the cops Breaking my wrist in that bowl til it lock And I been through so much and Ive seen a lot Been through it all, had to shake it off, one of my dawgs was a flea I been standin tall, I been goin hard, aint no nigga fuckin with me Walk inside the mall, everybody ball, whole entourage fresh as me Rich young hitters, hoppin out foreigns and we got Chargers and Jeeps

Cook that shit up Quay Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Im bout to lift off Always with the guys, never picking sides New crib big as fuck, you should see inside Four car garage, you can pick a ride Everything I say facts, these niggas tellin lies I been heatin up, Im bout to lift off I been heatin up, Im bout to lift off In the studio all day, I turn my flip off YSL jean jacket, I be dripped out Mama couldnt pay the rent so we got kicked out Now her living room plush, I pay the rent now Got a million in my bank account, Im lit now Redbone from overseas getting dick now I put VVS on my teeth, I put VVS on my bitch I put VVS on my kids, niggas cant do the shit that I did Signed for a two million dollar deal, I put a half a mil on my crib Man this trap shit really real, I aint been rapping for a year My lil niggas in the cut throwing gang signs I been running with the guys, I got mob ties Keep my shooters in the house, they dont come outside Aint sleepin til we eatin, aint letting shit slide Always with the guys, never picking sides New crib big as fuck, you should see inside Four car garage, you can pick a ride Everything I say facts, these niggas tellin lies I been heatin up, Im bout to lift off I been heatin up, Im bout to lift off In the studio all day, I turn my flip off YSL jean jacket, I be dripped out I was just sittin in the prison but Im rich now Thinking bout the time I wasted, I bust my wrist down Seven-figure young nigga no more licks now But if he sweet, I want it all, I make him get down My sisters aint gotta worry, my niggas aint gotta learn My system filled up with syrup, Ima keep poppin these percs Told my label I quit trappin, hope they know that was a joke Told my plug Im never quitting, he can bring another load I put Fear of God on my jacket, put Givenchy on my coat Every now and then I still fuck a rachet, its just somethin bout her throat Im a god in my hood, give them young niggas hope Put a mil up in case I aint never goin broke Always with the guys, never picking sides New crib big as fuck, you should see inside Four car garage, you can pick a ride Everything I say facts, these niggas tellin lies I been heatin up, Im bout to lift off I been heatin up, Im bout to lift off In the studio all day, I turn my flip off YSL jean jacket, I be dripped out

Aint that DJ Chose over there? Oh, looked like DJ Chose Hardbody Perc and the lean Trapped out, serve it to the fiends Now I cant stuff it in the jeans Need another ring My young niggas Dracos swings Bustin at your sweet sixteen Put it in the air Icebox got me with a glare Know I had to cop em by the pair Goin at em foul Bad bitch, I dont wanna share Pussy good, and she do hair Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ima still get him if he breathin Spent on a nigga ‘round the corner Im out here overachievin Posted in the hood, nigga, I aint never leavin The dirt on the burner increasin These niggas dont wanna get even Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ima still get him if he breathin I got the drop, so Im schemin Im out here overachievin Yeah, pull up like the IRS None of these niggas wont see me These niggas cap through they streamin But these niggas dont wanna get even Fuck is you sayin? Got bodies for real This music for fans who know I aint playin Im tryna be good, dont fuck with my plans Send iron on your mans Pass youngin to Roy, he fresh out the can The chopper, I dance Open his body like corn in the can Movin like the reaper, bitch, you come and take souls Hit a nigga in his temple, tryna leave his eyes closed Ima put it on a nigga if he play with my woes Ima bill it on a nigga, like Im working at Lowes I aint runnin from a nigga unless he work with the folks Huh, hit him in his throat, make him choke Bitch You know my heart black like a crow Kill a nigga, then I get ghost Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ima still get him if he breathin I got the drop, so Im schemin Im out here overachievin Yeah, pull up like the IRS None of these niggas wont see me These niggas cap through they streamin But these niggas dont wanna get even I cant be stuck in no box since I got out the box I aint mafuckin stop gettin guala I pass the game around to all my partners You turn twenty-one, you gon get you a chopper Dont let these hoes get between you and bro If you stick to the code, then nobody can stop you Let niggas know you aint come here to joke When you go to the door, have your hand on that Boppa You run it up, get some racks to your mama Know you with the shit, put some up for your lawyer I cant believe how these niggas disloyal Dont care ‘bout no man unless hes chasin and loyal My kids out really have nightmares ‘bout shit that I did Im too rich to be smokin these cigs Im too blessed to be stressin ‘bout shit Pussy play, Ima bust on this wig Im really rich now My ho left, give a fuck ‘bout a bitch now Bein straight, they can never get kicked out Soon as I catch my nut, gotta dip out Im on some shit now I dont see no one Just Franklin and Benjamin only ones I wanna kick it with Might hit a skinny bitch, just on some different shit If you still breathin, you know you aint gettin shit Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ima still get him if he breathin Spent on a nigga ‘round the corner Im out here overachievin Posted in the hood, nigga, I aint never leavin The dirt on the burner increasin These niggas dont wanna get even Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ima still get him if he breathin I got the drop, so Im schemin Im out here overachievin Yeah, pull up like the IRS None of these niggas wont see me These niggas cap through they streamin But these niggas dont wanna get even

You feel me? Ayy Seventy-five the whole way, we gon break it down and sell it I got niggas eatin trash, really waitin on me to mail I got, ayy, I got pictures, I got bitches Send my youngin on a mission Oh, thats your cousin? He a witness Shouldve told him mind his business Once hes on the floor we gon send him to the ceiling Twenty-eight a bow, you can smell it when they seal it Since you niggas cappin, Ima show you how to peel it Definition of wild nigga, Im all in the crowd with it Reach for this chain, my nigga lettin the crowd feel it We bout business Throw a couple in his mama, we aint got feelings My nigga fightin the feds but he is not finished I told him take em to the door We cant move em in the city, Ima take em to the O Told my nigga aint no favors, you can make them lil pros Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We aint puttin on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin The agent like the truck, we crack a nigga like a pint of lean Draco with the monkey nutsll flip you like a trampoline Kidney full of Maybelline, Amiri drippin, a murder scene Used to cook up that Charlie Sheen, .223 like Alamine Lights out, white chalk, that stick sound like a track hawk Hah, hah, hah, hah, walk up and do face shots Bring the yellow tape out, mash on your tater I put mass all on beta, now I got bags on the equator Orange, purple Laker Five hundred comin, pray to God, hope it make it Just wrapped up five diamonds, hope its gone, cause Ima take it Mama tell me Son, every day I hope you make it Mama tell me Son, every day I hope you make it Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We aint puttin on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We aint puttin on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin Ayy, where that money at? Pulled up where its posed to be All these bags in the spot but aint no groceries Aint put no tints on none of my cars, opps, they know its me I was raised up by my mom but aint no ho in me Runnin out the spot, tear the bush up, comin down the street Grab the money, leave the weed, they find it, they can keep it Catch a body, you know the code, just keep that shit a secret Swear to God well wipe his nose, we ever catch him leaking They hit my right hand with that charge, it left my heart in pieces Flood my right hand with baguettes, I wear the flawless pieces In my bag, Im talkin to em, its like Im really preachin Bout to go and buy a church and make the bros the deacons Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We aint puttin on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We aint puttin on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin

Gambling in the hallway Shootouts in broad day But I gotta make it home tonight With my dog if he wrong or right This that foul play This that two the hard way This that two the hard way This that two the hard way Get a lot of money, fuck a lot of bitches, serve a lot of niggas When the pack in we get a lot of scrilla I take care my niggas down the road man, I fuckin miss em A star with a pistol, that make me a shooting star nigga The ninth ward god The young nigga gon shake some for them boys Them youngins aint gon play about that boy Swing that stick like a guitar, all I know is going hard Tryna stay above the odds Sellin green, girls, and bars, yeah yeah Them youngins aint gon play about the kid, nah for real I know if I send the word they gon kill off the rip They know they catch up big, Lil Baby I keep it real Im tellin you how it is, nigga fuck how you feel I was in the trenches with three grams of blow Soon as I get off this, Im goin to buy some more Lose it all gambling and be dead broke All I had was hope, now we gettin them loads Get a lot of money, fuck a lot of bitches, serve a lot of niggas When the pack in we get a lot of scrilla I take care my niggas down the road man, I fuckin miss em A star with a pistol, that make me a shooting star nigga The ninth ward god The young nigga gon shake some for them boys Them youngins aint gon play about that boy Swing that stick like a guitar, all I know is going hardTryna stay above the odds Sellin green, girls, and bars, yeah yeah Push your lighter bun, get your wig split Shoot and dont miss, a hundred racks will get your whole fam hit Do it for my niggas down the road, they got some long beef For the fact that they aint never comin home, be on that fuck shit Green Dots and J-Pay and PayPal, they gotta eat Im a young OG man, shit I get it every week Ten toes on my feet, I wont fold If I never sell a record or a song In the trap I went gold Get a lot of money, fuck a lot of bitches, serve a lot of niggas When the pack in we get a lot of scrilla I take care my niggas down the road man, I fuckin miss em A star with a pistol, that make me a shooting star nigga The ninth ward god The young nigga gon shake some for them boys Them youngins aint gon play about that boy Swing that stick like a guitar, all I know is going hard Tryna stay above the odds Sellin green, girls, and bars, yeah yeah

Hey Follow my lead Fuck the bitch out of her weave Never be greedy Chanel, Chanel double C Runnin up the bag, too easy Hundred thousand cash, too easy Ima do the dash, too easy Skelly AP, new freezer Follow my lead Fuck the bitch out of her weave Never be greedy Chanel, Chanel double C Runnin up the bag, too easy Hundred thousand cash, too easy Ima do the dash, too easy Skelly AP, new freezer Told her put the dope in her cleavage The stick been givin out seizures Young nigga beastin All this money give me amnesia Yeah, yeah, pull up in the creature All these niggas watchin from the bleachers The Patek same color T-shirt I aint goin out sad, do your research I done up my status Double up my cup, sippin acid Walkin with the baddest of the baddest Layin on my racks like a palet I am on top like a talon Sippin Hi-Tech by the gallon Im glad to see Mama smilin Id hate for my gang to get violent I watch the money keep pilin This drip, its natural, no stylist The Wraith, it dont got no mileage I take off my top, no knowledge We trappin narcotics My gang gon keep that shit silent Ice medallions Dont get fed to the lions Follow my lead Fuck the bitch out of her weave Never be greedy Chanel, Chanel double C Runnin up the bag, too easy Hundred thousand cash, too easy Ima do the dash, too easy Skelly AP, new freezer Follow my lead Fuck the bitch out of her weave Never be greedy Chanel, Chanel double C Runnin up the bag, too easy Hundred thousand cash, too easy Ima do the dash, too easy Skelly AP, new freezer They tryna follow me lead I drive V12 so that shit wont be easy I get em knocked off and then well be even I call my drippin like everyday easy I get that new Louis shit every season She top me off, she get racks then I leave her I dont sneak diss, I just leave it to Beaver I get that money, man, smoking sativa, a four in a liter Why everybody playin follow-the-leader? I buy new cars, I dont drive, I just keep em The dealer tell me that its better to lease em I told him I come from the trenches, its deeper This aint no cap, I do this for my people I keep my heater, I run with some demons New Hellcat geeked up, Im ridin in a cheetah My bitch, she sayin Im a liar and a cheater Section 8 apartment, the bed Tempur-Pedic Lil bro caught a case, hope the lawyers can beat it They wanna compete with me thinking we equal I hit your bitch, gave her back, you can keep her Im hot as fuck, I think I blew the meter I know whats up, I wont ever repeat it He got a problem, we solve and delete it Ill never stop unless they give me the needle Follow my lead Fuck the bitch out of her weave Never be greedy Chanel, Chanel double C Runnin up the bag, too easy Hundred thousand cash, too easy Ima do the dash, too easy Skelly AP, new freezer Follow my lead Fuck the bitch out of her weave Never be greedy Chanel, Chanel double C Runnin up the bag, too easy Hundred thousand cash, too easy Ima do the dash, too easy Skelly AP, new freezer

Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Baby Lil Baby, Lil Baby, Lil Boat, huh, ayy, hol up Hunnit round, hunnit thou, hunnit hoes Beam on his face, he got a runny nose Prolly got a wire on his ankles Prolly got a wire on his chest too Thats why I dont fuck with them niggas, no Thats why we buck on them niggas, uh All my niggas stay with the choppers, uh Like that shit stuck to them niggas Im a mamas boy That mean I can fuck ya mama, boy Dont gotta ride with that Llama, boy Touch me, its gon be some drama, boy Bro got that cookie, that Chips Ahoy! Just made a play out in Illinois We hit the scene and we makin noise Fuck up your city with all my boys Add extra sauce like Cisco Right wrist look like a goddamn disco ball Lil Boat, spend a thirty up in the mall Shittin on them bitches who aint pick up my calls Wazzam ah, whatdamn He dropped out and became the man He brought out the pots and the pans Simply, I had a plan Hunnit round, hunnit thou, hunnit hoes Beam on his face, he got a runny nose Prolly got a wire on his ankles Prolly got a wire on his chest too Thats why I dont fuck with them niggas, no Thats why we buck on them niggas, uh All my niggas stay with the choppers, uh Like that shit stuck to them niggas Im in this bitch with Lil Yachty Trapper turned rapper, I used to sell dope Icy, icy, icy, North Pole Came from the trenches, all I had was hope Over the gang, I got rank, Im the pope Bet Lil Yachty let them young hittas go Call me Rocky, tryna stay off the rope Young rich nigga, man, I used to be poor Rich Forever, we aint goin back broke Gettin, gettin the money MAC-11, by a stunt for show All your watches cost a hundred? Im in this bitch with Lil Boat Diamond chains, diamond rope Im in this bitch with Lil Boat Try the gang, you get smoked Hunnit round, hunnit thou, hunnit hoes Beam on his face, he got a runny nose Prolly got a wire on his ankles Prolly got a wire on his chest too Thats why I dont fuck with them niggas, no Thats why we buck on them niggas, uh All my niggas stay with the choppers, uh Like that shit stuck to them niggas

Yeah, yeah Its like 4:30 in the morning Nigga just got back from St. Yves and shit Fucking with this nigga Chaz, yeah Why dont you tell me whats good? Yeah, I got shit to lose I got shit confused, got shit to lose, yeah Tell me something new Bitches still on moves Niggas still is snakes But I got shit to lose Money on the way Making business moves Let the niggas play And get put in the news See, how fuck niggas do First they infiltrate, try split the crew Got real nigga traits, we too hip to lose I took interstates for job interviews Ocean drive, yeah that Rolls rented Tell me, whats the difference when your hoes in it? Niggas telling stories, they got hoes ended Only telling stories for my co-defendants Niggas in here who got no business Niggas snitching, getting no sentence Lord forgive us, know we both sinners Forties niggas, I got no fitness, Im Gucci Dont get shit confused I cut niggas off Im like breaking news Theres no breaking out Without breaking rules Thats a different round My way up in to prove, yeah Made my own lane, put my old ways in my rear view Put some niggas in their place saying their position here too Im real MD nigga by now, you gots to know Cant just hotboxing in the Cherokee, we down Road Most you niggas not official Got stripes, not a whistle Some blows probably pistols City small its not a issue If you beefing in the streets, probably get you Or policell probably get you Youre better off at the beach Tell me something new Bitches still on moves Niggas still is snakes But I got shit to lose Money on the way Making business moves Let the niggas play And get put in the news I got em stealing swag And they scared to admit it but I aint tripping I been handling business Feel like Young Thug, Im running them digits Drip down, got Chanel on my millions Triples Ss, rock them big ol Balencs Get the bag in, flip it and flip it New Maybach, a coupe quarter ticket, yeah Sipping on syrup I admit it, I’m addicted, I said it, I quit it I tried but I lied Ghost beam like an ambulance I just sit in the back and recline I rock two flooded watches every day, you can say Im ahead of my time People say you got a other kind Told her fuck it just send it, you know that we buyin Tell me something new Bitches still on moves Niggas still is snakes But I got shit to lose Money on the way Making business moves Let them niggas play And get put in the news Pull out the coupe Came off the bus Didnt have the juice Never canme out the cup Got too much to lose Aint got too much to trust Aint too much you could do Nigga theres too much us Pipe down City us right now All my hoes went to Blake Silver Spring my town Used to bag em up at Blair Montgomery College, I was there Dropped out after one semester Grades were messed up, made myself the areas heir, yeah When you got it, got it going, get it You could ask bout me, niggas know I did it I got niggas stealing swag, I wont admit it But Im in my bag and Im ignoring feelings right now Cause in the pad the windows floor to ceiling right now Right now

Cook that shit up Quay Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Soon as push up She gon get in my car, yeah Only drink Act and Rem I dont take bars Bringing my stacks up And I can fuck on stars Whenever my mood change I can go and switch your car Diamonds on Blu-Ray Came thru dripping like Sunday morning I just been stacking patient Miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign Still balling hard like Jordan Walk in the bank with my 40 Everywhere I go they recording Stay down now Im important Whole lotta blue racks Bitches know we having money Pull up they like hooray Foreign coup, Chanel, we stunting Smoking all this gold as soon as fuck I wanna roll up A couple birdies in their Bentleys screaming fours up Aint no jelly I do Margiela Piss on you no R. Kelly Eating like a beast up in these streets I got a large belly I want all the cash and I got all of the swag yeah Niggas they be mad they think Im doing some kind of magic Ice on, when I hit that scene and shit the lights off Im piped up flyer than a kite Im on a flight though Gotta pipe down if you get too loud Ill knock your lights out Wanna fight now I got some guys and they go blow blow Soon as push up She gon get in my car, yeah Only drink Act and Rem I dont take bars Ran my stacks up And I can fuck on stars Whenever my mood change I can go and switch your car Diamonds on Blu-Ray Came thru dripping like Sunday morning I just been stacking patient Miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign Still balling hard like Jordan Walk in the bank with my 40 Everywhere I go they recording Stay down now Im important Real street nigga I aint fighting no We dont do one on one Fuck you think we chances Riding with all these guns I aint never played the flute But I keep these mags and I got this drum yeah Young nigga just finish high school But he get a X pill he going dumb yeah I see him watching tryna get the recipe Ill be god damned if I let him get the best of me Money on me no regular pedestrian I put that dope in pots and make it specialty I pay security aint no touching me Everything guaranteed when you fucking me Everything overseas its a luxury She just mad because she aint get no nut from me It aint no IM team we on that fuckery Bitch Im a meal ticket aint no cooking me Bitch you cant come with me it aint no company How you a boss and you dont own a company Pussy good, ass fat that shit come for me Wish a nigga would, I aint no rapper b I be in the hood where all them trappers be Everywhere I go Im keeping that strap with me Soon as push up She gon get in my car, yeah Only drink Act and Rem I dont take bars Bringing my stacks up And I can fuck on stars Whenever my mood change I can go and switch your car Diamonds on Blu-Ray Came thru dripping like Sunday morning I just been stacking patient Miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign Still balling hard like Jordan Walk in the bank with my 40 Everywhere I go they recording Stay down now Im important

Dark tint on my windshield, I can barely see my headlights I always be paranoid so I dont stop at red lights She got in that Rolls truck showed me with that head like I dont know her name, I saved her number on the truck head Country boy dont like the hood so I meet him in Buck head Lenox mall to be exact I count the racks, he get the bag I dont know why my haters mad, I keep em some to hate on Bitch cant get no second chance, I aint the one to wait on her Three, two, one, Im liftin off Pick em out, then ship em off They dont know why Im holding out But I been waitin on thе drought Truth be told, I run the South Make mе bring my numbers out They done brung the Mustard out me, fuck it, aint no calming down Niggas aint on shit cant fake kick it, I dont even come around She aint wanna let me hit til I got lit, now she get to run around Seen your mans, we gon gun him down We aint playin this summer out Lil Kee hard, give him a hundred thousand You dont own nothing, thats on a house Up-through, that my only route Big facts, thats what Im about Miami with the city girl, I just pray to God she dont run her mouth Stackin mines, I aint runnin out Falling off, you gon need some clout Who the hell wasnt gettin money? Had a hundred racks in my Mama house Zone 4, yeah, Atlanta Falcon Lookin hot, got that money pilin Super picky, never need a stylist Taken back when I was thievin, robbing Runnin up against them jeans from Robin Niggas gotta stop thinking sloppy Been through it, I cant get cocky Too hard, no one can stop me Dark tint on my windshield, I can barely see my headlights I always be paranoid so I dont stop at red lights She got in that Rolls Truck show me what that head like I dont know her name, I saved her number on the truck head Country boy dont like the hood so I meet him in Buck head Lenox mall to be exact I count the racks, he get the bag I dont know why my haters mad, I keep em some to hate on Bitch cant get no second chance, I aint the one to wait on her We dont stop at red lights Fuck that ho if her head right Told my dawg, You got that shit, watch how you move, keep lead tight If I ever fall, Ima get back up and keep on goin til dead fight Keep my K on standby Tie me up, my fan die Dont care how close you is, I still got family on thin ice They know I wont ever change Baby gang, Lil Kee the gang I know that Im good in every hood, I push up, no complaining Thinkin that Im pussy, stupid bitch, them Dracos get to singin Shoot you in your shit, dont give a fuck about me bein famous Baby say move smart and dangerous So Ima keep my fuckin banger You wont catch me lackin even if I was slumped over off a fuckin Xanny Runnin up, do a hundred thousand, get a backend in my fuckin feelings You know I went fuckin stingy, thinkin bout you fuckin dealing I know what I did when I signed up, so cant nobody save me If I aint have shit and I went broke, who gon take care of my baby? I said that my lifes amazing I wont let a fake one take me Dark tint on my windshield, I can barely see my headlights I always be paranoid so I dont stop at red lights She got in that Rolls Truck show me what that head like I dont know her name, I saved her number on the truck head Country boy dont like the hood so I meet him in Buck head Lenox mall to be exact I count the racks, he get the bag I dont know why my haters mad, I keep em some to hate on Bitch cant get no second chance, I aint the one to wait on her

Whole world on lockdown, shit like a movie Do I prefer this over jail? Nigga, absolutely Ive been quarantining, playing Call of Duty  Ive been getting pussy, playing Call of Duty My nigga Block just bought a Rollie, he cant even go nowhere Humidifiers goin, you know that shit in the air I dont know whose city worse right now, but say a prayer Seven hundred people died in one day, man, say a prayer They say the heat kill it, how the fuck they know? What about the places thats always cold? They givin checks to people that cant work and stay at home What about the artists that cant do shows? Whole world on lockdown, shit like a movie Do I prefer this over jail? Nigga, absolutely Ive been quarantining, playing Call of Duty Ive been getting pussy, playing Call of Duty Sell a hundred bags, sell a hundred bags Nother hundred bags, nother hundred bags Three thousand a bag, this one-point-two I can play the side and be the coach or be the point too Im all about scorin Chillin with my kids, I aint even thought about tourin Im makin my business outweigh my performance Every day we lit, lit, it never get borin How you go from stolen cars to hoppin out a foreign? Off-White Jordans just to go record in Ridin with a mask and some gloves in the Corvette Gotta be the coldest I just called the bro and got some pints, I need to pour it, Baby Cause the whole world on lockdown, shit like a movie Do I prefer this over jail? Nigga, absolutely Ive been quarantining, playing Call of Duty Ive been getting pussy, playing Call of Duty M13 monolithicll knock your soul out In real life, I got the same shit thats in my loadout Niggas want a handshake, I cant touch them Trump got a billion, tell em dont forget bout lil bro nem Dont forget about the people that was livin check to check Say a prayer for the ones thats in need, but they got debt I got family that couldnt afford to close down they trap Servin with they facemasks on, yall got my respect Cause the whole world on lockdown, shit like a movie Do I prefer this over jail? Nigga, absolutely Ive been quarantining, playing Call of Duty Ive been getting pussy, playing Call of Duty My nigga Block just bought a Rollie, he cant even go nowhere Humidifiers goin, you know that shit in the air I dont know whose city worse right now, but say a prayer Seven hundred people died in one day, man, say a prayer Whole world on lockdown, shit like a movie Do I prefer this over jail? Nigga, absolutely Ive been quarantining, playing Call of Duty Ive been getting pussy, playing Call of Duty Ive been quarantining, playing Call of Duty Ive been getting pussy, playing Call of Duty Ive been quarantining, playing Call of Duty Ive been getting pussy, playing Call of Duty

Yeah Got this shit up out the mud, still grindin like Im tryna get my weight up Went and gave too many chances to you niggas, I cant let nobody play us Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up, aint see nothin but a bunch of haters No matter how much money we went through, we never let the paper change us I done ran it up out the mud, I get paid to pop out at clubs Put my partner nem in my budget I watch people change, I cant trust em I got rich but Im still hustlin I run full speed to that cash, I can feel this shit in my calf muscles Reminiscin back whеn I aint have nothin, now they actin like thеy all happy for me Where was you at when I needed it? When it come to money, Im greedy Ill try anything just to please you, you can take everything if you leavin Aint tryna say Im perfect but Im decent, I aint goin back broke for no reason My drip, it might leave a puddle Need Bounty to clean it up Im the quicker picker upper, for real, just put it on the floor That other stuff, Im not for it, Ive been clearin out my headspace Runnin shit, now, Im startin to buy my whips now for the leg space Got this shit up out the mud, still grindin like Im tryna get my weight up Went and gave too many chances to you niggas, I cant let nobody play us Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up, aint see nothin but a bunch of haters No matter how much money we went through, we never let the paper change us In a Wraith with the stars All the niggas who aint bet on me, know they wouldnt go far Know the gang gon ride for me, no matter how many cars Move cautious, got trauma, still tryna cover the scars Aint takin no headshots cause you know we been hot Always on the target, never miss like a red dot Always on the go, Ill be wherever the jet stop Coming from a place where they be shakin they dreadlocks, yee Yeah Got this shit up out the mud, still grindin like Im tryna get my weight up Went and gave too many chances to you niggas, I cant let nobody play us Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up, aint see nothin but a bunch of haters No matter how much money we went through, we never let the paper change us Soon as I came up, they wanted to see me fail I never watched nobody pockets, my hustle feed me well When everybody had made a left, I had to wait my turn I had to get my paper straight and I aint talkin perms Handle bidness, thats the boss way Relocated where my momma stay, old friends feeling all kinda ways Twenty-three, aint got no time to waste No GPS, I bet I find a way Yeah Got this shit up out the mud, still grindin like Im tryna get my weight up Went and gave too many chances to you niggas, I cant let nobody play us Yeah, I got in my bag, when I looked up, aint see nothin but a bunch of haters No matter how much money we went through, we never let the paper change us

Ayy We really came from that block, nigga, like Nah sayin? Gotta watch yourself They always watchin They gon have to do they job Hopin that they never find us Promise they gon try to hide us But fuck em, Im buckin, they gon have to do they job Ima take before I starve Every day it was hard, I been golden since the start Duckin feds, runnin the cars In the streets aint no awards So this Rollie be my trophy Im just tryna survive the motions Im just tryna survive the motions First of all let me say Free Lil Jacques and D Man they been gon for a long while Two lifes plus eight five, they got a long time Damn they got my dawgs in a jam Free all of my dawgs out the can Stand on my two feet just like a man In the yard goin hard, when I touched down I had a plan Twenty days, a hundred bands, I did that You come from the jungle, I can dig that You cant tell me nothin bout the struggle Man these streets Im really in em, every day I had to live that Hopin that they never find us Promise they gon try to hide us But fuck em, Im buckin, they gon have to do they job Ima take before I starve Every day it was hard, I been golden since the start Duckin feds, runnin the cars In the streets aint no awards So this Rollie be my trophy Im just tryna survive the motions Im just tryna survive the motions Keep my heart open I been heart broken Every soda that I drink it got lean inside it Every nigga who aint with me swear they livin inside me Pour me up some syrup so I can focus Im just tryna survive the motions In the meantime, gotta by my mama a new Benz Came out hard on them niggas Fuck who aint with me, I dont need friends Niggas mad at me cause they hoes on my drip Nigga fall back fore that ho get you killed Had to crawl back, lost a whole quarter mil Fuck you and them niggas thats with you, thats how I feel Hopin that they never find us Promise they gon try to hide us But fuck em, Im buckin, they gon have to do they job Ima take before I starve Every day it was hard, I been golden since the start Duckin feds, runnin the cars In the streets aint no awards So this Rollie be my trophy Im just tryna survive the motions Im just tryna survive the motions

DJ Swift on the track Uh, Chances makes champions Chances makes champions Chances makes champions I get them rubber bands then I break em Real shooter know not to play with them guns I just keep constantly takin these drugs Couldnt beat the case so I went on the run Chances make champions so I gotta take em When I was broke they werent showin me love Back then they aint know Im the one Now these bitches treat the kid like a don Every day I wake up Im chasin that paper Robbin, killin, niggas sellin these drugs Dirty soda, baby I drink on mud Did this for the killers and trappers and thugs Real VS, we aint doin no fakin Bitches takin pictures askin for hugs Wherever I go know Im bringin my gun I aint gotta pay em theyll kill you off love I get the rubber bands then I break em I get the rubber bands then I break em Chances makes champions so I gotta take em I get the rubber bands then I break em I get the rubber bands then I break em I get the rubber bands then I break em Chances makes champions so I gotta take em Dirty money, put this shit in the tub Might wake up tomorrow and go spend a dub I just be spendin my profit on guns I just came home and my dawg on the run Plug sent me 50, he did it off love I still remember I couldnt make bond Water diamond got me clean like some Dove Lately baby Ive been fly like a dove If you owe me you can pay me in drugs Police watchin but we dont give a fuck If I see a opp then Im hittin em up I dropped the top pullin up at the club Glock cocked, I got thirty-two slugs 2Pac, bitch I live like a thug God blessin, he gon need a Quran Nother lick, thats all I need then Im done Young nigga, I done been through the storm I cheat on my ho and I dont tell her sorry Niggas cappin, talkin bout they gon rob me Carbon on me, leave you bloody like Carti I got a strap on me while Im recordin Im rockin Red bottoms like their Jordans Stack them blue hunnids up, make em look gorgeous All these losses couldve went and bought the Rari, yeah Fill them rubber bands all til they break Try to rob me, he get shot in the face All these losses couldve bought me a wraith Fuck your cousin, nigga started from nothin 13, fell in love with guns Ran up 3 mil in 24 months We can talk about a hell of a run Throw away Dracos with the cops Blue lights when we smash on the cars Aint met a bitch who wont let me smash in the car Lil homie killed himself playin with a Glock So we dont play with sticks unless its drill time I aint get involved until its kill time I work too hard, Im a real don I know top shooters doin real time I got real drip, dont need no style They gon run it high when they get down You know I see them hit, Im on the front line If you hold me then I wont mind I had some lawyer fees, I paid them all If I had a problem, wouldve knocked em off I can make twenty racks and break the safe I show these youngins how to be a boss I get them rubber bands then I break em Real shooter know not to play with them guns I just keep constantly takin these drugs Couldnt beat the case so I went on the run Chances make champions so I gotta take em When I was broke they werent showin me love Back then they aint know Im the one Now these bitches treat the kid like a don Every day I wake up Im chasin that paper Robbin, killin, niggas sellin these drugs Dirty soda, baby I drink on mud Did this for the killers and trappers and thugs Real VS, we aint doin no fakin Bitches takin pictures askin for hugs Wherever I go know Im bringin my gun I aint gotta pay em theyll kill you off love I get the rubber bands then I break em I get the rubber bands then I break em Chances makes champions so I gotta take em I get the rubber bands then I break em I get the rubber bands then I break em I get the rubber bands then I break em Chances makes champions so I gotta take em

What Juicy say? He be like, Shut the fuck up Spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Nigga, spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Bitch, spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Why the fuck yall came up in the club? If you just gonna hold dollas up? Mane, these bitches, they aint here for free Shit, and a couple hundred aint enough Spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Nigga, spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass You better spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass You better spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Tryna be me, you cant see me with your broke-ass Sign a deal, tell my label, I need more cash Fitness guru, puttin pounds in the black bag He aint spendin like Im spendin, need to get back Who you know go in the club, make them run outta ones? In here lookin like a lick, you know I keep a gun Juicy J inside my system, tryna have some fun Superchargin all my motors case I have to run You can have her back, Im done Im number one at numbers ones And makin sure that profit come Bust it down like honey buns It look like we been money launderin Everyday, Im buyin somethin Sticks on deck, I caught it comin Spend that shit like you was haunted Baby Spend it, you cant take it with you Nigga, spend it, you cant take it with you You better spend it, you cant take it with you You better spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Nigga, spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Bitch, spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Nigga, spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Thousands and thousands, Im tryna drown em with dollars I got that drip like a faucet, come take a swim in my pockets Now we them niggas they dream about Got your bitch on my penis now Im gon rub on her pussy like Im tryna bring a genie out I get paid and Im countin up every day on the calendar Just met Drake out in Canada, got my cup full of lavender Fuck a slut, then I beat it, boy, your chick super needy She take off all her makeup, now your bitch super creepy We gon spend it up, I got all these cars parked outside, you think we rented em Runnin through this cash money, I think Im Lil Wayne or somethin Head to toe, Dolce Gabanna, bitch, it dont come out for months I dont eat McDonalds, but I smoke a quarter-pound for lunch Spend it, you cant take it with you Nigga, spend it, you cant take it with you You better spend it, you cant take it with you You better spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Nigga, spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Bitch, spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Nigga, spend it, you cant take it with your broke-ass Half that shit You know Toni poppin, he dont do no window shoppin Say you want a pizza, but I only want the toppin Hand to hand, on God, be havin the fan and window wobbly Drip cause a tsunami, shit, and Lambo pissin Raris I read through your body, keep a stick just like Atari Bugatti on the other line, hol up, bitch, Im sorry Special cloth alert, got this shit right here from Bari Proposed at Met Gala, should have done that shit at Follies Big gold steppers, styles, I got plethora Kill you and try to find out who did it like Im Dexter You know Im out with my chick, I gotta text you You broke and they say money talk, you need a lecture Toni, uh

Gang, gang, Tay Keith, what the fuck up, nigga? Tay Keith shoot these niggas up 901, M-Town shit, bitch You know I was the first nigga droppin on Tay Keith beats Fore you niggas ever knew about him, on God, yeah I been goin hard for the block for done too long You aint tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on Im in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I aint goin in the club less I got the tool on Goin against the gang, thats the way you get shoot on Code red, I dont give a fuck who I knew long And dont tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown I been goin hard for the block for done too long You aint tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on Im in L.A. in the mansion with thе pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grеw long I aint goin in the club less I got the tool on Goin against the gang, thats the way you get shoot on Code red, I dont give a fuck who I knew long And dont tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown I dont conversate cause you talk cheap Whine like a bitch, put him in a car seat I dont drink shit, but Im kinda toxic Shawty camel thick, but she take roxy I was in the bricks when the narcs popped me Hate on my pimpin, they was tryna knock me Now Im an entertainer like Jamie Foxx, see Look in my eyes and you can see what Pac see I put a hit on my verse, I met Tay Keith first She gon drop it to the floor and make it twerk If I shot my plug, Ima make it work My lil shooters slip and slide, make it surf Rich nigga healthy, I dont eat no fruits I kick shit on your block like Im Goku Im a real nigga, keep it real like Im supposed to Pull down with the Glock and soak you I been goin hard for the block for done too long You aint tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on Im in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I aint goin in the club less I got the tool on Goin against the gang, thats the way you get shoot on Code red, I dont give a fuck who I knew long And dont tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown I been goin hard for the block for done too long You aint tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on Im in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I aint goin in the club less I got the tool on Goin against the gang, thats the way you get shoot on Code red, I dont give a fuck who I knew long And dont tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown I been goin hard for the hood since four feet The killers, the robbers, the police, they know me Pop out on opps, spin they block in the lowkey Hit it, spit it, get acquitted My jacket cost four thousand, its Givenchy A nigga gon go viral, they dont mention it Chasin this guala, fuck the penitentiary I ran it up inside a Buick Century They startin hittin, he aint see it comin Them youngins gon Call of Duty for this money You want your issue? Fuck it, push up on me You ever seen me? Pistol, it was on me Ready to handle business by my lonely But I keep some hitters with me, they be on it Aint fuckin with these niggas, they be phony Keep me a check ahead, I put it on ya I been goin hard for the block for done too long You aint tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on Im in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I aint goin in the club less I got the tool on Goin against the gang, thats the way you get shoot on Code red, I dont give a fuck who I knew long And dont tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown I been goin hard for the block for done too long You aint tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on Im in L.A. in the mansion with the pool long She was bald head at first until her hair grew long I aint goin in the club less I got the tool on Goin against the gang, thats the way you get shoot on Code red, I dont give a fuck who I knew long And dont tryna fix what you said, nigga, you grown Beam on the Glock, I done got a new gizmo Sign to Bread Gang, get a chain and extendo F.N. bullet, put that shit against the window Fuck with everybody, but I bang with the bando Hit her first night that we met, she easy 30 gon slime you out, he greasy Better not up no gun and dont squeeze it Stampin shit, my opps and them heated Been goin federal, me and Tay Keith Good bowls of regular came from AZ Seven-forty-two, pull up and see me Three-ninety-two, I lose the police Im that nigga that you never gon be Load the drum like Im makin the beat A year lease, hitters move on your street Once they crank up, itll never be peace

Turn me up Turn me up, literally Jamz, turn me up This spot closed, going to another, we aint going home, yeah Duck off spot, keep my fire, never be alone, yeah She know that Im rich, tryna start a business, say she need a loan, yeah Big dawg status, smelling like a brick, shawty got it on, yeah Feds might be listening, so I switch the phone Ex-bitch tripping, said I did her wrong V12 Benz, hit it then Im gone Knock a nigga off, put it in a song Sorry, Father God, know Im living wrong Aint coming back, they know that Im gone Supercharged smashin, I be in my zone Shawty super thick, damn near took it all Thinking with my dick, damn near risked it all Quarter mil at least in my wrist and vault Check out my garage, I got every car I get dope money, never did a fraud Ms in my account, never had a card Made it out the trap, nigga living large I was working hard, never had a job Keep em in the house, shawty like to rob Im rockin big stones like Im Nelly I dont go back and forth cause thats petty You can get pissed on like R. Kelly My bitch thick like Keisha off Belly If I give you this dick, dont squeal, dont tell it Niggas stealing my drip, like wheres my credit? Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Im rockin big stones like Im Nelly I dont go back and forth cause thats petty You can get pissed on like R. Kelly My bitch thick like Keisha off Belly If I give you this dick, dont squeal, dont tell it Niggas stealing my drip, like wheres my credit? Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Dont need no script, I dont need no edit I dont need no edit or nothin I aint finna fight for credentials Somebody give DaBaby credit or somethin I just got off a flight with two pistols I just beat down that ho with her face on the floor I bet that nigga like when she kiss him He aint nothing to play with, he gifted I just had court today, they dismissed it Niggas asking bout Baby, that nigga on go Know I aint gotta say that, he itchin Dont give that boy a reason to draw down Nigga know how we play, we lay law down Just caught his lil bae in my DM Came over to see me, Im all in her jaw now Like to say Im the prettiest chocolate lil nigga Hoes ask me, do I do my eyebrows? I dont look at the tag when I shop I just grab what I want, and I buy what I buy now When they put on my motherfucking song, everyone get along Make em all get in line now I just went and did XXL, I pulled up late as hell No, Im never on time now That lil nigga hot, he on fire now Play with me, call the cops, he gon die now And these niggas just looked out the window These niggas wasnt really outside, put the blinds down Remember we used to pray for a lick Now I cash out on all of my whips and they mines now And I aint tryna save me a bitch She on fire, bitch, I wont even piss, put the fire out If you finna put lights in my jewelry, real shade, bitch You might fuck around, shine your eyes out Im rockin big stones like Im Nelly I dont go back and forth cause thats petty You can get pissed on like R. Kelly My bitch thick like Keisha off Belly If I give you this dick, dont squeal, dont tell it Niggas stealing my drip, like wheres my credit? Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Im rockin big stones like Im Nelly I dont go back and forth cause thats petty You can get pissed on like R. Kelly My bitch thick like Keisha off Belly If I give you this dick, dont squeal, dont tell it Niggas stealing my drip, like wheres my credit? Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Dont need no script, I dont need no edit Jamz, turn me up

Blrrrd, blrrrd, big blrrrd Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd Yeah, got switches, slimey dude, I dont give a fuck Blrrrd, big slimey dude No, I dont give a fuck Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd Welcome to the riches, we got switches, move wrong, get hit up And cant nothing come between me seeing this money but a pair of buffs You just consider me poured up when I got Wocky in my cup I catch my man , wont walk away until I know he cant get up You still aint heard about that slimey man? Lil dude dont givе a fuck And we turn opp block to Afghanistan, quick to get suitеd up Yeah, both of them two niggas dead , I told yall that they new whats up Walk with a wobble, I got Talibans, my pockets bout to bust Ayy, fuck that shit, get back to business We hop out, shoot with precision Just go keep spinnin the opp blocks And dont come back til you get dizzy We say no yap , you say no kizzy We both got Glocks, so hide your blicky Chopper in my lap, up, get to wiggin I slam on everybody, Ben Simmons Im dripped in fashion, still sayin it Just left a twenty-ball in Lenox I get a call sayin, What you in? I give a call, they shooting up in it Want some new guns but got too many Lookin for some, shoot til infinity Know I love my Draco the most We got a hundred percent chemistry Welcome to the riches, we got switches , move wrong, get hit up And cant nothing come between me seeing this money but a pair of buffs You just consider me poured up when I got Wocky in my cup I catch my man , wont walk away until I know he cant get up You still aint heard about that slimey man? Lil dude dont give a fuck And we turn opp block to Afghanistan, quick to get suited up Yeah, both of them two niggas dead, I told yall that they new whats up Walk with a wobble, I got Talibans, my pockets bout to bust Hol on, hol on, hol on, hol on, Shiesty That money callin I been stackin paper, I aint never fallin off Once the smoke go up, its never comin down All these bitches wanna make a comment now I went thirty clip, I need a lot of rounds He aint solid, thats why he is not around Probably somewhere tryna knock a thousand pounds Dior, my jacket They try rappers, Im keepin my ratchet This shit crazy, I talk to my car You cant pull up, Im sparked at the door, we ready for war And aint no more play time, Im for real Im in that mode now, watch me feel it Give em a ten piece, he gon eat em Im doin donuts in a Demon Welcome to the riches, we got switches , move wrong, get hit up And cant nothing come between me seeing this money but a pair of buffs You just consider me poured up when I got Wocky in my cup I catch my man , wont walk away until I know he cant get up You still aint heard about that slimey man? Lil dude dont give a fuck And we turn opp block to Afghanistan, quick to get suited up Yeah, both of them two niggas dead, I told yall that they new whats up Walk with a wobble, I got Talibans, my pockets bout to bust Yeah, yeah, my pockets too overstuffed Yeah, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd

30, you a motherfuckin fool, nigga I befriended these niggas before they got famous, they turned on me I give a fuck, aint no friends in this game, all the bridges I had built, they burned on me Whatever happens with me and the bitch after him and the bitch dont concern on me When I was younger used to rock a cape, tried to save me a ho, then I learned from it None of these bitches deserve bein saved, Im an ape when I bathe, Im a king, homie She aint my main, so go fuck who you want, when you get here, I make that shit sing for me My brothers pick up whenever I call, every time that I call, bought a ring for em Cause they never let the phone ring And they honest even when it stings I gotta stop takin shit to the head and the heart, niggas hated on me from the jumpstart Niggas be actin original, low-key be studyin all of my private parts I never tried to be joker, I always was ace and my daddy was king of hearts Knew Id be rich and be famous, I rapped in the mirror while cuzzo played Kingdom Hearts I never let a bitch in cause if she dont get close, then my heart wont get broke apart All of the bitches wan ride on the Boat, let em in, now my shit look like Noahs Ark He want the smoke, so we went to his moms and we hit the front porch with a molotov Niggas aint gangster, we know they soft Niggas switched on the gang cause the score was off I befriended these niggas before they got famous, they turned on me I give a fuck, aint no friends in this game, all the bridges I had built, they burned on me Whatever happens with me and the bitch after him and the bitch dont concern on me When I was younger used to rock a cape, tried to save me a ho, then I learned from it None of these bitches deserve bein saved, Im an ape when I bathe, Im a king, homie She aint my main, so go fuck who you want, when you get here, I make that shit sing for me My brothers pick up whenever I call, every time that I call, bought a ring for em Cause they never let the phone ring And they honest even when it stings I put my feelings inside of a bottle Im somewhere chillin inside of a model She ate my children, she grabbed it and swallowed Ill probably leave her a couple of dollars I put on shit that dont come out til next year Hold up, wait, let me in, this the best here I told Pee to call me when the check clear Told the pilot call me when the jet here Got a lil nigga deal in my left ear Im not one to mess with, you play, you get left here Got some niggas dont care if they get caught I wont stop if she tough, she can get bought Niggas act like they 12, make em bitch out I wont say what I did, I dont need clout Theres the door, if you want, you can leave out Boy, you play, we gon spray when you leave out I lost people I thought that would be here That money start comin and shit start to change people Never switch on the gang, I was lit before fame Kept it real and Im still with the same niggas We the one that was flippin them thangs You know what Im sayin, dont play like we lame, nigga Took the game I was taught and put flame with it I aint trippin, just dont put my name in it I befriended these niggas before they got famous, they turned on me I give a fuck, aint no friends in this game, all the bridges I had built, they burned on me Whatever happens with me and the bitch after him and the bitch dont concern on me When I was younger used to rock a cape, tried to save me a ho, then I learned from it None of these bitches deserve bein saved, Im an ape when I bathe, Im a king, homie She aint my main, so go fuck who you want, when you get here, I make that shit sing for me My brothers pick up whenever I call, every time that I call, bought a ring for em Cause they never let the phone ring And they honest even when it stings Damn Ayy Ayy Ayy

Ah, its like a breath of Fresh Ayr DJ Pain 1 You got the sauce, girl, I cannot forget, yeah As I lay in my bed, girl, I think about it, yeah You got that ocean that’s wet everywhere, yeah Thats why I keep surfin you Lickin you, baby, no curvin you You got that ass that keep me on my toes, yeah When you freakin me, baby girl, anything goes, yeah But when you go down, I know you care and it shows Ill return the favor, baby, times ten Ima keep you cummin, cummin’ again Again, oh, again Keep you cummin’, keep you cummin again Oh, oh I’ll return the favor, baby, times ten Ima keep you cummin, cummin again, again Whenever you fuck me, I feel like I’m high When you get on top, you enjoyin the ride Girl, Im just happy to be all inside you I been on the road, so let me remind you, yeah Ima real life freak, we can fuck up my sheets Ima dive in deep, Im horny When I slide in you, you confide in me Its yours, baby, ride this pony Im talking pretty brown, brown, driving me wild Yeah-eah, yeah, yeah Ima keep you cummin again Keep you cummin, oh, keep you cummin again Keep you cummin, keep you cummin again Keep you cummin, oh, keep you cummin Ill return the favor, baby, times ten Ima keep you cummin, cummin again, again Keep you cummin, oh, keep you cummin again Keep you cummin, keep you cummin again Keep you cummin, oh, keep you cummin Ill return the favor, baby, times ten Ima keep you cummin, cummin again, again Oh, again Keep you cummin, keep you cummin again Oh, oh Ill return the favor, baby, times ten Ima keep you cummin, cummin again, again Cummin, and cummin again That pussy so good, I tell all your friends Why they keep on trying? I wont let em in Why you keep on crying? I bought you a Benz She 411, my type, lightskin Upgrade your world, everything times ten I dropped demons, tryna run from my sin Need a rider in this life that Im in Hope that this feelings contagious It got me feeling amazing, we only fuck on occasion It wont be much to replace you VVS-1s, I done laced you, I shouldve played you Im always playing it cool, thinking bout times that we had Wish I could take em all back, cant sit around and be mad I gotta keep getting cash, yeah Keep you cummin, oh, keep you cummin again Keep you cummin, keep you cummin again Keep you cummin, oh, keep you cummin Ill return the favor, baby, times ten Ima keep you cummin, cummin again, again Keep you cummin, oh, keep you cummin again Keep you cummin, keep you cummin again Keep you cummin, oh, keep you cummin Ill return the favor, baby, times ten Ima keep you cummin, cummin again, again Oh, again Keep you cummin, keep you cummin again Oh, oh Ill return the favor, baby, times ten Ima keep you cummin, cummin again, again

Tell me how you gon eat Tell me how you gon sleep When you out there stuck in these streets Tell me what you gon do When them niggas tell you That your man got killed up the street Tell me how you gon live When your brother got bit And you gotta help take care of the kids Tell me how you gon eat Tell me how you gon sleep Tell me how you gon live When you out there in these streets Tell me what you gon do When that pressure on I got dogs down the road that aint comin home Try to give them niggas life so I just buy em phones Man they gave my niggas life, yeah they did em wrong Lately I been goin real crazy, they cant stop this Yesterday they locked up twenty niggas in my partments Sometimes I just feel like I need Jesus, I see darkness Seen my dogs brains layin on them streets, that shit scarred me I know what Im gon do When that pressure on Aint gon fold, aint gon tell when that pressure come Aint gon never leave my dog if he right or wrong Ima stand up like a man, thats just what I was taught Tell me how you gon eat Tell me how you gon sleep When you out there stuck in these streets Tell me what you gon do When them niggas tell you That your man got killed up the street Tell me how you gon live When your brother got bit And you gotta help take care of the kids Tell me how you gon eat Tell me how you gon sleep Tell me how you gon live When you out there in these streets Tell me how you gon I pray we never fall So Ima ball for my dogs The ones locked behind the walls In the grave or in the cell Lord knows they need my help and Im there Im tryna run up a couple millions and get my niggas out the system God knows I really miss em, god knows I really miss em Been a while since I seen you, Glock 40 with the beamer Had to bust a couple niggas for my niggas I never ever screwed up my niggas We all gon ride or die for my niggas I know once that pressure on You never break or never fold Thats that shit that gets you rolled You never go against the code for nobody And if you stand tall you rock solid And if you stand tall you rock solid Tell me how you gon eat Tell me how you gon sleep When you out there stuck in these streets Tell me what you gon do When them niggas tell you That your man got killed up the street Tell me how you gon live When your brother got bit And you gotta help take care of the kids Tell me how you gon eat Tell me how you gon sleep Tell me how you gon live When you out there in these streets Tell me how you gon

Let me find out That aint your car bitch thats a rental That aint your bitch you in the friend zone That aint Kylie bitch thats Kendall Let me find out Those aint diamonds bitch them QZ Spend your re-up on some Gucci Got a gun but you aint shooting Let me find out Snitching on you die for freedom Dont add money when no weed come You got a family but dont feed em Let me find out I wish you would but you laminate We know you fake as a mannequin I bought a presidential Rollie Bitches think that Im a candidate When it comes to all my cups Its double or nothin, no gamblin You a mumble rapper ramblin No quarterback but the chopper have you scramblin Do you look like that in person Photoshop really working Is it editing or did you get it from a search Dr. Miami, all these hoes I be curvin She come to Miami, and dont go home until she get her a Birkin You aint write none of your lyrics So we dont really wanna hear it You be talking about jets But we know you fly Spirit You gotta pay for the baggage 55 dollars plus taxes That aint your money you postin You lyin in all of you captions Let me find out That aint your car bitch thats a rental That aint your bitch you in the friend zone That aint Kylie bitch thats Kendall Let me find out Those aint diamonds bitch them QZ Spend your re-up on some Gucci Got a gun but you aint shooting Let me find out Snitching on you die for freedom Dont add money when no weed come You got a family but dont feed em Let me find out Heard you wanna be like me But you dont got what it takes Heard you dont even own no car But you just post a wraith, yeah Been cappin now for days and you cant fit in This 2 seater got 220 on the dash and you cant get in My dog just came home gave him a bone, he on his feet now I swear, Im living better I aint gotta sip lean for me to sleep now My mixtapes on repeat now Aint gotta be in the street now Im still keepin my heat now I hope a nigga dont think he sweet now Heard you posting what you dont got I just went and bought my sixth watch I aint cappin, Im on my tenth car Heard through the grapevine that money aint yours Let me find out That aint your car bitch that a rental That aint your bitch you in the friend zone That aint Kylie bitch thats Kendall Let me find out Those aint diamonds bitch them QZ Spend your re-up on some Gucci Got a gun but you aint shooting Let me find out Snitching on you die for freedom Dont add money when no weed come You got a family but dont feed em Let me find out

This that Paperboy Where your money? Get it poppin Never seen no window shoppin Glad I never had to rob, now FRVR like a mob They aint hit me with the nonsense Leave the Rollie for deposit Im born to get money if Im honest Baby, let me get the context Why you gotta hit me with the nonsense? Drop that ass, she feel the best when she pop that ass Im in the mood, so I like that fast, okay Sent a message and I sent it back, uh Why you hit me with the non-, hit me with the- with the nonsense? Know you tryna sex me Wanna get the best me, yeah Heard these niggas wanna test me, yeah Got the aura that protects me, uh In the corner throwing lefties, yeah Now I see that theyre to get me, uh Towards me, that pussy friendly, uh Why you hit me with the non-, hit me with the- with the nonsense? Where your money? Get it poppin Never seen no window shoppin Glad I never had to rob, now FRVR like a mob They aint hit me with the nonsense Leave the Rollie for deposit Im born to get money if Im honest Baby, let me get the context Why you gotta hit me with the nonsense? Drop that ass, she feel the best when she pop that ass Im in the mood, so I like that fast, okay Sent a message and I sent it back, uh Why you hit me with the non-, hit me with the- with the nonsense? We go through the back now, so it definitely aint no window shoppin Never been too choosy, but on God, I got plenty options Shit that I done been through with the squad, we forever locked in Whatever the order, check the Forbes, yeah, your boy poppin They dont really love you, they just love what you can do for em But I love what you can do for me The way you take that dick respectfully You deserve a couple checks from me No rubber, but its safe for me No matter what, you wait on me VVS they skate on me, them bitches try to lay on me They definitely aint gon stay with me Told them boys dont play with me Half a million dollars and the drive it go from A to Z I be on some other shit, that shit that they cant wait to see Take your body, make you melt, I try to do that every week You be on my mind all the time, even if we dont speak I be on the grind all the time, you get the real me Choppa speak forever, nah for real, you feel me? Where your money? Get it poppin Never seen no window shoppin Glad I never had to rob Now FRVR like a mob They aint hit me with the nonsense This a Rollie, fuck deposit Im born to getting money if Im honest Baby, let me get the context Why you gotta hit me with the nonsense? Drop that ass, she feel the best when she pop that ass Im in the mood, so I like that fast, okay Sent a message and I sent it back, uh

Yeah Yeeeaaah, yeah Yeeeaaah, yeah Lets get it Hundred thousand for your wrist watch Think you poppin nigga, throw your hood up I got the stick and Im sticky They tried to start a commotion but we with the shits I got the glizzy in through the back door We got it lit in the club, throwin racks up Police hatin, tryna harass us Niggas sayin they gon drag us Hop out the van with a stick like Im Dracula I got a sack, so these bitches wanna tackle us We going first, give a fuck bout who after us Stand on front line for the team, Im ambassador We got a stick in this bitch, and we ready to hit I aint scared of nobody I got some homies who knocking shit off And I swear they dont be telling nobody Lil homie got caught, he aint tell on nobody Send him a lawyer because he stay solid You need me, you know that Im comin, I gotchu Im takin charge, I aint sitting back watchin Im buyin houses, I aint buyin watches They see what I do, and they jock it and cop it These bitches know when they see me they flocking The plug was too hot so I told him to drop it He sent me a load for the low and I rocked it They gave me a dub for a show and I rocked it I put me a M in the safe and I locked it I came up from nothin, I swear Ima pop it Your bitch in my ride and she tryna give toppy She tryna hold me for hostage I aint no regular nigga, Im poppin Still sellin bags in the projects Hundred thousand for your wrist watch Think you poppin nigga, throw your hood up I got the stick and Im sticky They tried to start a commotion but we with the shits I got the glizzy in through the back door We got it lit in the club, throwin racks up Police hatin, tryna harass us Niggas sayin they gon drag us Hundred thousand for your wrist watch Think you poppin nigga, throw your hood up I got the stick and Im sticky They tried to start a commotion but we with the shits I got the glizzy in through the back door We got it lit in the club, throwin racks up Police hatin, tryna harass us Niggas sayin they gon drag us Realest nigga in it, never did it Flyest nigga ever, independent All my niggas winnin, really gettin it All you niggas pussies, really bitches Ran off with your misses, now she missin Whole team ballin, shootin, blitzin Diamonds fighting with each other, hittin Flew her out the country, then I hit her These from out the country, you cant get em Country boys make em, come and get em We just tryna make a couple million Fuck the feds and spend it on my children They ask me why Im mad, cause my young nigga sittin in the cage He aint never coming home I got lil Nate with me right now If I send him the word, then he gone with your dome Hundred thousand for your wrist watch Think you poppin nigga, throw your hood up I got the stick and Im sticky They tried to start a commotion but we with the shits I got the glizzy in through the back door We got it lit in the club, throwin racks up Police hatin, tryna harass us Niggas sayin they gon drag us Hundred thousand for your wrist watch Think you poppin nigga, throw your hood up I got the stick and Im sticky They tried to start a commotion but we with the shits I got the glizzy in through the back door We got it lit in the club, throwin racks up Police hatin, tryna harass us Niggas sayin they gon drag us

Ayy, Marc, what it do? Whats happenin, Chi-Chi? I dont talk about what Im doin, I just get it done Yeah, I talk about what I got, Im just bein me Bruh said take the top off the drop, gotta let it see Me, Im bein humble, I can really be a beast, yeah Hottest youngin to come out the streets, boy, dont play with me You know I got Lil Tay with me and the rest of em I went toe-to-toe with the best of em Never went out bad, learned a lesson Made it this far, its a blessing And my watch compliment my necklace Hey, how you doin? On to the next one Flying in the foreign, I done missed the exit I aint even trippin, Im just tryna live Learned as a kid you get what you give Gave em real talk, now Im gettin Ms Bruh said take the top off the drop, gotta let it see Me, Im bein humble, I can really be a beast Backend comin back in, cant change me Now they sayin bodies droppin and they wanna blame me I just iced out my Cartiers, see em changin Tell him to shoot up your block on the strength, he go at his top like Bigen Hop in the Vette, do the dash I got your bitch in the back I got a stick in the bag Still runnin from the narcs Quarterbackin wheelies, I can hit my target, nigga This aint no regular Jeep, its a Trackhawk I pull up the tires off the asphalt Hit the block, fishtail like a Nascar Thats why when its smoke in the air, we declare war I dont talk about what Im doin, I just get it done Yeah, I talk about what I got, Im just bein me Bruh said take the top off the drop, gotta let it see Me, Im bein humble, I can really be a beast Mr. wake up, go get me some money I kicked the door in and got me some more Im gettin this bread, Im lovin it though Gettin off that pack, Im beatin down the door Heard you talkin bout this and you talkin bout that If Im on the boy mind, then Im at the boy neck Knock the boy down, make sure that you stretch him I know a real killer, you are now on his level Had to boss up, Baby showed me another level But I stayed in the trap til I got it together Fell in love with the trap, got it fast from the bricks I aint shoot no shot, Im shootin for bricks Until Im rich as fuck, Ima keep hittin licks In my Glock I love, I dont trust no bitch Yeah, real street nigga, I dont fuck with no snitch Low-key in traffic, every whip got tint Rings on my hand, like Floyd, they hittin So fuck your Hellcat, Ima get me a Benz Im tied in with 24, Im standin on ten The spots out in Cali, see Spazz rollin in I fuck with him him cause he let the kid in I came with my bag and they let me in I used to be her friend til I fucked her real friend Shit, I aint even know, I was tryna get it in I dont talk about what Im doin, I just get it done Yeah, I talk about what I got, Im just bein me Bruh said take the top off the drop, gotta let it see Me, Im bein humble, I can really be a beast

Uh, yeah Uh, yeah I aint sold no bags in a minute I cant speak for none of the bros, what they do, that aint my business This a Hellcat when Im ridin, not no Hemi Image all authentic, I aint had to pull no gimmicks Multi-millionaire, Im still rockin Dickies Just got off the phone with Pee, he told me I aint got no limit Im a superstar, I still be in the trenches I cant rock with none of you busters, man, I swear to God, Im different, ayy Thousand pair of white Air Force 1s, I signed with Finish Line Im just waitin on your favorite cappin rapper to finish lyin They already know whats up, dont play with him, give me mine Tried to tell em that I was the one, I gave em plenty signs Forgiato rider, I got them on every whip Now Im handlin business with Doritos, I need my chip I know if you stay down, youll go far, go hard, dont trip Look at me, Im shinin like a light from my neck to my wrist, woah I just brought awards back to the hood so we can toast up I cant even say how much Im getting for a show I be tryin to dodge the blogs, Im tryin to keep it on the low In the studio, Im going hard, I swear Im bout to blow Yeah, alright, Im on it Look at what I done started I gotta finish this, Im tired of talkin, yeah I manifested this, my mind the sharpest, ayy I aint talkin no magic, no, no flying carpet Check it, this aint no Aladdin Hopped on a plane to Atlanta Knew I was finna take over the planet Im talking as soon as I landed What you know about redeye flights? What you know about sleepless nights? Only way to see that life Man, you gotta speak that life And I put that on my dawgs And I put that on my squad And I put that on my moms Im taking my city right up to the stars Taking my city right up to the top Had to link up with Rashad Heard a beat like, Oh my God Yeah, Doritos need that spark No, this aint what it seem like This aint overnight, I been doing this since I was knee-high Homie, they know me They know Ali, dont need no I.D., Im Thinkin Im B-I-G time Walk in the VIP, Im with Lil B-A-B-Y Yeah, thats a strong, flex, mmh, yeah Its for certain, I put that work in No, it aint really that complex, mmh Now Im taking calls with Complex, mmh Lets make a toast

DY Krazy The money get stuck together My bitch, she bad as ever My niggas, they rich forever Better go get your shit together  I get racks, I need more, I aint settlin Get a pack, then Im pushin and pedalin I aint fuckin with him, he irrelevant If she give me the, I aint tellin it When I first met Lil Baby, he was trappin it Bust down wrist came from Elliot I crash in the pussy like an accident Went and copped the Lam and I matted it Bustdown AP 012 Used to buy bags from a hotel He aint gettin back shit, nigga, oh well In the 6, nigga rich, eatin oxtail Walking off on the plug, he do wholesale My nigga caught a lil charge, he got no bail He rich, tryna chop down the opps still Wanna see my niggas touch a whole mil Im a rich nigga now, I did somethin right Overbooked, I did four shows one night Back to back, thats eight hundred, two nights Big jet, I had to take a shower on the flight Big jet No little bag, got a big check She get a bag when she upset You fell in love, you aint fuck yet Overbooked I want your bitch, then she gettin took I stack up my money like old books Callin my phone, but its off the hook The money get stuck together My bitch, she bad as ever My niggas, they rich forever Better go get your shit together I get racks, I need more, I aint settlin Get a pack, then Im pushin and pedalin I aint fuckin with him, he irrelevant If she give me the, I aint tellin it All this paper like I won a settlement You get money, but Im out your element You done wifed up a thot I would never kiss You be hanging with rats, you be tellin shit Number one on the top of the rappin lists But I never get into the politics I went Lambo and made it to chocolate I see hate on your face and you proud of it From the gutter where niggas be droppin shit Chop the head off the Maybach, its topless If she mine, then she rockin Philippe That aint me, she belong to the streets I been making an M once a week I get money, I go overseas Could have came back and bought her the keys Ima turn all these Ms to Bs The money get stuck together My bitch, she bad as ever My niggas, they rich forever Better go get your shit together I get racks, I need more, I aint settlin Get a pack, then Im pushin and pedalin I aint fuckin with him, he irrelevant If she give me the, I aint tellin it Callin my phone, get the operator Why these niggas keep hating? Cant stop the paper Why my bitch is so bad with no makeup? Why she suckin my dick every time I wake up? I got racks, I need more, I cant settle Im too booked, you cant fit on the schedule Im the boss, you cant get on my level When she suck it, I still wanna pet her The money get stuck together My bitch, she bad as ever My niggas, they rich forever Better go get your shit together I get racks, I need more, I aint settlin Get a pack, then Im pushin and pedalin I aint fuckin with him, he irrelevant If she give me the, I aint tellin it

Yeah 4x4 shit you know what Im sayin Blue Wraith, you know what Im sayin Blue Nelson, Blue tips Blue tip, blue strip Ridin around in the city in a new motherfucka Who the fuck is you motherfucka? Get to the motherfuckin loot motherfucka If the police pull me over, Ima shoot motherfucka I done had to shoot motherfuckas Everything new motherfucka And the booth on the motherfuckin truth motherfucka Im stuck on the paper chase Fell in love with how money taste Im being honest, Im keeping it real Its somethin bout how these blue hunnids feel I stayed down and ran me a bill, uh, yeah They wanna chill, oh Double cup and it refill Yeah, Im sippin promethazine I had to do what I had to do If I was you Id be mad at who I bought a coupe painted it matte blue I throw the brick like a alley-oop She looking bad why Im diggin it I got broke toes, aint no kickin it If Im talking to you then its beneficial Every nigga with me yeah they been a killa Im on that high-tech fade yeah Got on these chains like a modern-day slave I just pulled up in a Wraith I dont give a fuck what a nigga gotta say Blue tip, blue strip Ridin around in the city in a new motherfucka Who the fuck is you motherfucka? Get to the motherfuckin loot motherfucka If the police pull me over, Ima shoot motherfucka I done had to shoot motherfuckas Everything new motherfucka And the booth on the motherfuckin truth motherfucka Im stuck on the paper chase Fell in love with how money taste Im being honest, Im keeping it real Its somethin bout how these blue hunnids feel I stayed down and ran me a bill, uh, yeah They wanna chill, oh Double cup and it refill Yeah, Im sippin promethazine They said my cups double on me a flight Rich, tryna give my mom no more of them night shifts They said that everything got a price But I swear to God that loyalty priceless Cant wait til my dog come home Just bought a new tee that shit is VLONE Niggas be wellin I know that they clones Niggas was actin like lions, they snakes all along How you gon ride for that man, he gon die for himself He aint no gangsta he lied to himself Momma keep sayin be proud of myself I know it was comin, no doubt in myself I dont give a fuck how you feel They went in feelin me and I had nothin to give Nigga Im just keepin it real With Q and Baby we deep in the field, baow Blue tip, blue strip Ridin around in the city in a new motherfucka Who the fuck is you motherfucka? Get to the motherfuckin loot motherfucka If the police pull me over, Ima shoot motherfucka I done had to shoot motherfuckas Everything new motherfucka And the booth on the motherfuckin truth motherfucka Im stuck on the paper chase Fell in love with how money taste Im being honest, Im keeping it real Its somethin bout how these blue hunnids feel I stayed down and ran me a bill, uh, yeah They wanna chill, oh Double cup and it refill Yeah, Im sippin promethazine Got the XD on my jeans I keep it wet when I step on the scene Lil nigga better be cool with the breeze Aint shit gon help when I say 2-2-3s 18 wheelers and its filled with OGs 18 years I old shot my first ARP I want it up and I keep it up Just bought a brick had to cook Justin Bieber up UFC with the pack bitch Ima beat it up, Uh Im on the beach and my feet they up Fuck on yo bitch she gon eat me up on my stripes like I robbed the Adidas truck I might pop out with the Taurus No cut on the work they adore us 2 hit behind me bitch Im bout to floor it Just put a molly brick up down to Florida Plug got a hunnit got caught at the border Juul in New York, and I smoked in the corner Let my bitch hold the .50, you know that she spoiled Blue tip, blue strip Ridin around in the city in a new motherfucka Who the fuck is you motherfucka? Get to the motherfuckin loot motherfucka If the police pull me over, Ima shoot motherfucka I done had to shoot motherfuckas Everything new motherfucka And the booth on the motherfuckin truth motherfucka Im stuck on the paper chase Fell in love with how money taste Im being honest, Im keeping it real Its somethin bout how these blue hunnids feel I stayed down and ran me a bill, uh, yeah They wanna chill, oh Double cup and it refill Yeah, Im sippin promethazine

Ayyy, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Put your phone down, down, down Bae look at me when Im made up Bae look at me when I’m made up Ay, put your phone down, down, down Baby you can do that later Baby you can do that later Listen, uh If they coming for me Ima bring it to ‘em Ima pull up on ‘em, whip em, then I move ‘em Let my Donnas slew ‘em Crush em, let ‘em chew ‘em Touch my likkle bredda and I’m gonna do em I ain’t suicidal but I’m in the streets At your door like, like it’s trick or treat Lifting hinges, heading straight to the P I’ve been going hard I ain’t had no sleep I’ve been stressing out thinking ‘bout this money Told my mother Ima, Ima, make her proud of me You ain’t making money, you just on your phone Come lets get this paper, boy, it’s time to go Put your phone down, down, down Bae look at me when Im made up Bae look at me when I’m made up Ay, put your phone down, down, down Baby you can do that later Baby you can do that later Uh uh Why you always got your phone in your hand? I swear its feeling like I aint got a man I just want to take it, run it over with a van But I can’t drive ‘cause Im still on a ban Why you acting like we ain’t got bills to pay? No eye contact, boy, are you hearing me? You buy ganja, now all your money done Me affi make a move, me ah beg you fi yuh come I’ve been stressing out thinking ‘bout this money Told my mother Ima, Ima, make her proud of me You ain’t making money, you just on your phone Come lets get this paper, boy, it’s time to go So, put your phone down and keep your eyes on me Baby don’t tell me but show me say you’ll love me You love me long time so me want you shine for me Look how the time fly and you still ah style on me So, put your phone down, down, down Bae look at me when i’m made up Bae look at me when i’m made up Yeah, put your phone down, down, down Baby you can do that later Baby you can do that later Baby I cant even lie, I think your phone is a distraction I ain’t even trippin’ ‘bout other niggas who at you Bad bitch, snatch you, natural, classy Do a lotta numbers, nothin ‘bout me average Committed to the streets but we make love just like we married Whenever we in public, hold your hand, I ain’t embarrassed I know if it ain’t nothin ‘bout your business, you scroll past it Who you on the phone with? We all the way in Paris What’s so important? You can’t ignore it Please put your phone down, you make me feel boring I know I been touring and gone for a minute Whenever Im home, I give you every second They on my line, I don’t answer, I end it I can call them back whenever it finish I don’t even care if it’s about business, yeah So, put your phone down, down, down Bae look at me when i’m made up Bae look at me when i’m made up Yeah, put your phone down, down, down Baby you can do that later Baby you can do that later Put it down, put it down, put it down Put it down, put it down, put it down Put it down, put it down, put it down Put it down, put it down, put it down

Swear it seem like yesterday I was eatin ramen noodles off a plastic plate I was really, but anyway Judge just gave my brother Dreek 5 years today Hurt to see his teared-up face Cause I gotta feel it play Yeah yeah yeah yeah Damn, the streets need me My son need me more Gotta give it all I got I aint have no other choice Tryna make it to the top We from the bottom, we was poor I need some more I need some more, yeah Derez DeShon I was cursed and I was gifted at the same time I was hurt and I was injured but I stayed down Fourth quarter, two minutes, I cant waste time Niggas dyin before 2040, my white lie Cause I gotta be here for my son and daughters Dont ever want them to go through what I been through, hard times that scarred me Reminiscing when times was harder We aint have no light in the partments Just a baby, was boilin water Long as the kids ate, I was fine with starvin Do you know the feeling when your mama askin you to help with the bills? But you cant help for real But you still get what you give I got partners locked up doin bids Some doin life and some got a few years Cant go to visit, it hurt just to see em Ill do all I can til they free em Damn, the streets need me My son need me more Gotta give it all I got I aint have no other choice Tryna make it to the top We from the bottom, we was poor I need some more I need some more, yeah I said the streets need me My son need me more Gotta give it all I got I aint have no other choice Tryna make it to the top We from the bottom, we was poor I need some more I need some more, yeah I got my money the harder way Baby mama tryna take my lil boy away Man, you know what it was when you went this way I got too many problems, Im savin face I got too many lawyers for random cases Im addicted to lean, I been buyin cases I been goin too hard, got these niggas hatin Bought a brand new AP, got a friend wan date me I keep fuckin with her, I guess I cant shake it Ill be goddamn wildin when these niggas take me Keep it real even though I know they was fakin Hold they nuts on me, they didnt want me to make it Keep them young niggas with me, they still be takin Thankin God that he bettered my situation I cant wait to pull up and see niggas faces I cant go back to the basics The streets need me My son need me more Gotta give it all I got I aint have no other choice Tryna make it to the top We from the bottom, we was poor I need some more I need some more, yeah I said the streets need me My son need me more Gotta give it all I got I aint have no other choice Tryna make it to the top We from the bottom, we was poor I need some more I need some more, yeah, yeah Said the streets need me Said the streets need me From the bottom, we was poor, I need some more I need some more, yeah I said the streets need me Said the streets need me Top, bottom, we was poor I need some more, yeah, yeah

I got Yogii with me I got Marlo with me I got Yogii with me I been workin hard, I been grindin Fuckin up my profit on these diamonds My new watch say perfect timing I had to found it and I found it I just upgraded my bitch, bought her designer In the hood you tryna find us Me and my niggas we be ballin We gon go get it regardless I been in the trenches, I been grindin tryna get it Tryna run me up a ticket Staying on my ten, I aint got time for you bitches I been ballin hard aint gon fall off my pivot I dont play around with these niggas, dont waste time with these niggas I need mine and I need it for sure 4PF Im ridin for them niggas, Ill die for them niggas Every time you see me throwin up fours Sometimes I be tired, I be sleepin I aint gon lie, Im an addict I cant help it, I be pourin up fours I just got em in, got em gone Got it all off a phone I think its time for us to get a new load I been workin hard, I been grindin Fuckin up my profit on these diamonds My new watch say perfect timing I had to found it and I found it I just upgraded my bitch, bought her designer In the hood you tryna find us Me and my niggas we be ballin We gon go get it regardless I just killed a couple niggas cause they tried me Playin with the marbles like fire They call me lil Marlo, not The Wire When I get em in I supply ya I just flood the whole block, man you know I had to get it Tryna run me up a ticket The bitch bad and she with it So you know I had to hit it I been workin hard, I been grindin Fuckin up my profit on these diamonds My new watch say perfect timing I had to found it and I found it I just upgraded my bitch, bought her designer In the hood you tryna find us Me and my niggas we be ballin We gon go get it regardless Shit, now I been gettin this paper for a minute now Im tryna put gangsters in the position now And I been kickin flavor so consistent I know that Lil Baby and Marlo with me, dont start Lil Trippy Gotta keep that burner on me I tried to turn some niggas up, they end up turnin on me And I dont need a bitch around me she dont serve a purpose Them niggas fuckin with you but I heard youre workin Woo, youre walkin dead I turned myself into a boss instead My biggest struggle is tryna fit a quarter mill in my barber bag Might hit your bitch and dont call her back, huh I been workin like I want all the cash I been workin hard, I been grindin Fuckin up my profit on these diamonds My new watch say perfect timing I had to found it and I found it I just upgraded my bitch, bought her designer In the hood you tryna find us Me and my niggas we be ballin We gon go get it regardless

4 by 4 truck, pull up big as fuck Aint never had shit, now a nigga mad rich I always thought Id get a mil, I aint never think about three or four Now the money going up now , up now I put diamonds on my teeth like Im from uptown Now she tryna come around and let me fuck now I done gave em my all only to get let down Only to get let down I got money in my account that Ill probably never spend I gotta to win win, its on my kids kids I got a new Benz, worth three-hundred But I had signed a deal, for some shit you wont believe I got needs, family in need Teach them dos and donts Show em right from wrong Give em money every time they ask Knowing that I got an extra for they ass Know that Ill be there when they count I dont write checks that bounce I dont write checks at all Cash on all my cars I I dont give a damn who care Niggas got Ms everywhere Im just tryna stay on top Confidence Im never gon flop People having hate in they heart I can hear it when they talk Know they talk bad but nothing right Never have this fame tear me down They tryna make me something Im not They gon never Kept it real with all my fans and now Im large Kept it real with all my niggas from the start, this aint no new beginning Thousand dollars on denim, we finally winning, Im thanking God I got the squad with me I got the squad with me 4 by 4 truck, pull up big as fuck Aint never had shit, now a nigga mad rich I always thought Id get a mil, I aint never think about three or four Now the money going up now , up now I put diamonds on my teeth like Im from uptown Now she tryna come around and let me fuck now I done gave em my all only to get let down Only to get let down Way Im running with that sack, might score a touchdown And when I Come back with that pack, gon buy a bustdown For running quick 4 by 4 truck, pull up big as fuck Aint never had shit, now a nigga mad rich I always thought Id get a mil, I aint never think about three or four Now the money going up now , up now I put diamonds on my teeth like Im from uptown Now she tryna come around and let me fuck now I done gave em my all only to get let down Only to get let down

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Huh-huh-na-nana Couple niggas wanna derby, not my level, I dont see em Told them niggas get a hobby, keep a .40 with the penis Got em looking for the 30 Got em looking for the 30! Said she want a perky if I really wanna beat it And she really wanna party, if I find em she gone eat it Got me lookin for the 30s Got me lookin for the 30s! Michael Vick with the dog sinnin Like em lit have a ball in it Type of nigga what they call winnin Pop that bitch, and she was all in it We just vibe, she get high, but cant keep my mind on it Least its mine, start to grind on me Streets is mine, put my grind on it Tryna get a birdy, 36, he tryna beat me Know I really fuck with food, but it move and I need it Tryna get it for the curry Got these niggas worried Bout to fuck this nigga bitch, Versace sheets we split a 30 Couple niggas wanna derby, not my level, I dont see em Told them niggas get a hobby, keep a .40 with the penis Got em looking for the 30 Got em looking for the 30! Said she want a perky if I really wanna beat it And she really wanna party, if I find em she gone eat it Got me lookin for the 30s Got me lookin for the 30s! Adderall 30, I aint slept in like a week I put codeine in my travel kit, I land, I need some weed I been runnin in them streets, she said, Come home and get some sleep All this talk about it put it in they face so they can see Percocets still callin, sendin 10 milligrams straight to voicemail Catch a body pop an X pill Everybody on the same drip Me and homie got the same deal He aint got it, he aint got it I got the M, I drive the car that I drive Couple niggas wanna derby, not my level, I dont see em Told them niggas get a hobby, keep a .40 with the penis Got em looking for the 30 Got em looking for the 30! Said she want a perky if I really wanna beat it And she really wanna party, if I find em she gone eat it Got me lookin for the 30s Got me lookin for the 30s! I been runnin in them streets she said come home and get some sleep- Tryna get it for the- Pop that bitch, and she was all in it- Pop that bitch, and she was all in it- We just vibe, she get high- If I find em she gon eat it, find em she gon eat it I been runnin in them streets she said come home and get some sleep- Pop that bitch and she was all in it- We just vibe, she get high- Pop that bitch she was all in it- Ive been runnin in them streets she said come home and get some sleep- If I find em she gon eat it Couple niggas wanna derby, not my level, I dont see em Told them niggas get a hobby, keep a .40 with the penis Got em looking for the 30 Got em looking for the 30! Said she want a perky if I really wanna beat it And she really wanna party, if I find em she gone eat it Got me lookin for the 30s Got me lookin for the 30s!

My trap phone ringing, my shit banging I love to ride through the block and see em jamming I hate them niggas that be bluffin on they scamming You know that you aint risk your life to get them Balmains My trap phone ringing, my shit banging I love to ride through the block and see em jamming I hate them niggas that be bluffin on they scamming You know that you aint risk your life to get them Balmains We was starving, now we balling Like we Spalding, Rollie blinding Bought twenty out, AP shining YBS, we them niggas, we put the grind in I know I spent at least a half a mil on fuckin clothes And aint a drug that you can mention I aint fuckin sold I turned my go-getter on silent when Im doin shows If rappin dont work then you know Im back to selling Os Back on the block with bro Back capping double Os Back ducking 5-0 Lettin these niggas know That this my block and yeah I got the plug, lets get him gone As long as everybody complies, he gon send em all My trap phone ringing, my shit banging I love to ride through the block and see em jamming I hate them niggas that be bluffin on they scamming You know that you aint risk your life to get them Balmains My trap phone ringing, my shit banging I love to ride through the block and see em jamming I hate them niggas that be bluffin on they scamming You know that you aint risk your life to get them Balmains I aint no scammer, I aint ever used no fucking card I swear to god, I paid cash for everything I got Flip phone ringing uncontrollably, I control the streets Made a couple thousand off Verizon, now they notice me Keep my head up like my nose bleedin New pieces for the whole team Aint goin back to the old me On that gang shit like Grove Street Used to play the San Andreas, now we live like San Andreas Tryna make it to the mall, every day duckin feds Keep switching my lines, I dont know if my phones tapped Like fuck it cause thats all I know, grind hard or stay broke Nappy head nigga runnin round throwing fours Got some niggas sittin in the prison, they aint said a word My trap phone ringing, my shit banging I love to ride through the block and see em jamming I hate them niggas that be bluffin on they scamming You know that you aint risk your life to get them Balmains My trap phone ringing, my shit banging I love to ride through the block and see em jamming I hate them niggas that be bluffin on they scamming You know that you aint risk your life to get them Balmains

Man like Lil Baby in the building! Yeah, yeah, yeah Its your boy Lil Baby, fire in the booth Charlie, whats happenin? You ready for this, my guy? Lets get it Charlie, Im ready You know what time it is, thats right Lets get ready to rumble Woo, yeah Lil Baby Know Im sayin Fire in the booth, you know what Im sayin Its your boy Baby Young bro This how Im comin Pull up in my hood, they treat me like Im Capo Grew up lookin up to brother, we aint no El Chapo Had Timberlands, some Nike boots, we all in black mode Runnin from police thats in the streets like duckin potholes Keep my business out the streets and cant be fuckin thot hoes Keep my blicky in the cut, it gotta go where I go Money over everything, thats still the motto Ballin hard today like we wont make it to tomorrow Baby, Im a millionaire, keep the baby, I dont care 50 Gs, pick a ear, make a diss, disappear I got on that shit for real, niggas on my list for real Every time I pull up, I look like Im sellin bricks for real Still be in the bricks for real Had to stop from poppin pills Five or six, seven foreign cars and only took a year People ask me how it feel, never ask me how I feel They know I got hitters in the stuck, Im tryna get appeals They said they was down I seen them, same people change on me Now they wanna call, they see me up but I done changed number She say I look good, but its because I got these chains on Tryna put that brain on me, all these fuckin rings on Still rollin up my problems, still thinkin bout my partners Theyd kill you for a dollar, thats why I iced out all my crosses Remember lookin at the bosses, knew one day Id get that sack Now I pull up with that ratchet and I hop out with them I keep havin flashbacks from all them trash bags I keep havin flashbacks from all them Glad bags Im gettin better and my shit flawless, I got em mad, man But my lil whoadie got a body count like Mad Max I done came up too fast, I bought her new ass If I get it, you can have, bro know he can get my last Why they hate? Kissin ass, supercharged, super fast They can say whatever they know, Baby got a lotta cash They said they was down, I seen them same people change on me Now they wanna call they see me up, they see these chains on me She say I look good, but its because I got these chains on Tryna put that brain on me, all these damn rings on me They said they was down, I seen them same people change on me Now they wanna call, they see me up, but I done changed numbers She say I look good, but its because I got these chains on me Tryna put that brain on me, all these damn rings on me 4PF, Baby, ya dig Yeah That was easy, drop top breezy Dash like water nigga, dancin, Chris Breezy

Cook that shit up, Quay I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I just got a check I might just run through I came from the deck like it aint none to it Know you fucked it up and you cant undo it Look at me now, I came from nothing I was just down, now I got something Doubted me, now I got this shit jumping Every goal that I set, I gotta accomplish Now I got a check, fuck it, whats next? Flawless baguettes all on my neck, yeah Keep a Kel-Tec just for protect Live for the check, but die for respect I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I cant listen what you say, you got prove it I make money every day off of music Trust fucked up, I hardly can use it I was stuck down low at the bottom Now Im thumbin through them racks at the top Cashier mad whenever I shop No card, got her countin this cash Two hundred racks, had to buy my a Bach Christian Dior tennis shoes worth a rack I dont like sagging, my belt cost a rack Glock tucked, they aint catching me lacking She threw it at me and I caught it backwards Big joints with the lil one to match it Getting fly every day is a habit Getting off, I been doin em nasty Took off, Im ahead of my class They bring me them racks, I like to run through it Then I put it up, forget it like its nothing to it Call me Money Counter Baby the way I thumb through it And I just fucked on whats her name and aint say nothing to her Yeah I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I get a check and thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb Walk in the mall and go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

Whats up this your boy Lil Baby New album My Turn out right now And Im right here at Hot97 with Funk Flex Finna turn up Yessir, download that lit Digital DJs app right now Funk Flex, Lil Baby, we here I mean, album out, whoof Whew Heater too Fasho Whoof Ok, DJ Juanito what you got bruh, ooh Yeah Ooh My turn My turn out everywhere Ooh Lets get it foo Ooh Me getting rich, no coincidence She with domestic shit I had to leave the bitch I get cheques and they be confidential Yeah my numbers crazy, I dont need a bitch Lamborghini with the top off Tryna do the dash, fuck a speeding ticket Fuck around and got my gang cracking Different labels wanna have a meeting with me Bitches lying like she creeping with me Knowing down well she aint sleeping with me In the summer time I had a heater with me Who the fuck was saying I aint lit? I just spent 20 racks on my kids outfit Baby mama bum, she dont got shit Why you tell my son that Im not shit? You know Im the reason that he got shit Rolls Royce truck off white like butter All these niggas in trouble All these hoes been fucking Dawg you can love her, dont trust her Aint even flexed my muscles And I had to bust his bubble I aint too rich for no scuffle You try me Im bucking Fucking them hoes then bucking Told her go slow when you sucking You wont know when Im cumming How you be humble with all of this money Cant go back to nothing, its different for me Dior, Dior, Dior, Dior I put on that shit like that shit be for free All this turn up, turn up, turn up Magic City man and I keep this bitch I be stepping on niggas they under my f- Keep my Glock in my hand aint no-one to deceit Yeah, you wont even know whats now All of us on our cars All of our jewellery flawless All of us getting to the motherfucking money You wont even know whats now All of our jewellery flawless All of us on our cars All of us getting to the motherfucking money

And Ima make you feel right Dont you know Im always by your side? And I will look for you like every time When I get there, have it nice and wet Cant stay long, got a flight to catch Great sex always ends with check No feelings here, I dont care whos next My tongue go from your ear to neck If I dont call, dont get upset Down play like a sinner jet When I lie, feels right Late night, call you in the late night Trade love for one night Two pills and a red wine Talk offline, no, I dont mind The words we dont say No love when you hold me No callin the next day, its a one way, no And now the sun is up, Im comin down We just blow it up, blow it out Baby, dont you cry Baby, dont you cry Ladies on my right Oh, I, Im afraid of the sunlight Not okay to be alright Two lines, one time Every night, every weekend, weeknight Oh my, lights off when I wake up Tears under my makeup Your lips will stay shut When we wake up, break up I dont wanna think about, think about you Drink up, drink up, Im so fucked up, all I want is you No, I dont wanna think about, think about you Drink up, drink up, Im so fucked up Baby, dont you cry Baby, dont you cry Ladies on my right Fucked her then I said I love her All night, all night, all night To be honest, by the time she wake Ill have another number Takin drugs to heal my sorrow All night, all night, all night Yeah, yeah Baby, dont you cry Baby, dont you cry Ladies on my right Baby, dont you cry Baby, dont you cry Ladies on my right

Yeah Yeah Lil Baby You a real street nigga You really cant trust these niggas man Yeah I got 4 Pockets Full too, nigga These niggas aint real, I dont trust them All these plugs aint one hundred, I dont trust them I got love for my bitch but I dont trust them All these lawyers play games, I dont trust them Dont ever put your trust in a fake nigga Dont ever put your trust in a fake bitch So it aint bout that money, its irrelevant 4 Pockets Full, me and Lil Baby filthy rich Me and Black Amigo Scooter on the backstreets servin I aint never had a job but Im always working I just sold a thousand pounds, man, my week went perfect I cant trust you pussy niggas cause I know yall lurking My lawyers sold me out so I cant trust them My nigga Long kept it solid, gotta trust him Paper, paper, paper, thats the only option That money on me, nigga, ask your bitch, I got it Hundred thousand, all hundreds stuffed in all my pockets I aint got no fuckin license, I dont plan on stopping Got the gang in this bitch, who the fuck gon stop me? Im the topic of discussion, all these bitches talkin These niggas aint real, I dont trust them All these plugs aint one hundred, I dont trust them I got love for my bitch but I dont trust them All these lawyers play games, I dont trust them Dont ever put your trust in a fake nigga Dont ever put your trust in a fake bitch So it aint bout that money, its irrelevant 4 Pockets Full, me and Lil Baby filthy rich Me and Lil Baby cocaine crazy Jugg king, an 80s baby 4 Pockets Full with dead presidents, thats on the daily We dont trust these lawyers, they tried to play me I dont trust these plugs, they snitchin daily A nigga text my phone about some bricks, boy, you talkin crazy Young Scooter, Im a trap scholar, just like Teezy Dollar You a broke boy with no hustle, waitin on your partner Im the boss man of my hood but I aint the only boss Real street nigga, I always watch out for the triple cross You got caught with ten bricks and you snitched then thats a double loss We remixed the weed and sent it back like we couldnt get it off You shouldnt trust your jeweler, nigga, take that fake ass jewelry off A hundred mil in five years, nigga, watch how I pull it off Scooter! These niggas aint real, I dont trust them All these plugs aint one hundred, I dont trust them I got love for my bitch but I dont trust them All these lawyers play games, I dont trust them Dont ever put your trust in a fake nigga Dont ever put your trust in a fake bitch So it aint bout that money, its irrelevant 4 Pockets Full, me and Lil Baby filthy rich

I know they mad, these niggas livid I know they envy, I can see that shit so vivid No point intended, I just made a quarter milly Invested in me, shit I worked so hard to get it Got tunnel vision, they wont knock me off my pivot They penny pinching, I can tell they barely getting it I know they envy, I can see that shit so vivid Im poppin shit, I got em mad, these niggas livid No dish detergent, they so washed up like some dishes Dont guess they pretty, Ima wake up and go get it Came from trappin, nigga having like Im scammin My bitch so classy, ass so fat dont need no panties The plug didnt show no love, we ran off, he was taxin I fuck her on the floor, I put racks in that mattress And my bitch a diva, ayy She bad like a cheetah, ayy And she mad I just beat her, ayy In that pussy Ike Tina, ayy Came from whipping up Tina, ayy Get you pressed like a Kleenix, ayy They dig my demeanor, hey My bitch got a bag, come from Birkins These aint tinted lil nigga, these curtains I aint fuck with you when I was hurting So I dont fuck with you when I be splurging Where the fuck was you when I was lurking? Couldve been doing numbers like jersey Got my feet on they neck, show no mercy Bitch dont tell me my shirt made in Persian Sorry no, sorry no apology She give me head like she knowledge me I know my mama so proud of me I am so fly like a pilot be Bitch turned me to a savage Shoes came handcrafted AMG, 4Matic No point intended, I just made a quarter milly Invested in me, shit I worked so hard to get it Got tunnel vision, they wont knock me off my pivot They penny pinching, I can tell they barely getting it I know they envy, I can see that shit so vivid Im poppin shit, I got em mad, these niggas livid No dish detergent, they so washed up like some dishes Dont guess they pretty, Ima wake up and go get it Soon as I open my eyes Im going to get it This money keep calling Went to sleep in the trap house, woke up in a new foreign Shows coming in back to back, swear to god it feel like Im tourin Label keep trying to get at me, I dont answer, I just ignore them Dripping on them niggas on a daily basis Givenchy laces, Tom Ford specs R-E-S-P-E-C-T me, Ima die for my respect Im a young OG, from the streets I been going crazy in Givenchy, I been poppin Yesterday we had a full shoot out in the partments The police say they know what I be doing, they cant stop it I told em Im a rapper, aint no trappin, Im an artist Hundred racks stuffed inside these Balmain denims Screaming free all of my dawgs If they get jammed I come and get em Some of this shit I cant believe, I be like look at me Man this shit was just a dream, now I get twenty racks to speak No point intended, I just made a quarter milly Invested in me, shit I worked so hard to get it Got tunnel vision, they wont knock me off my pivot They penny pinching, I can tell they barely getting it I know they envy, I can see that shit so vivid Im poppin shit, I got em mad, these niggas livid No dish detergent, they so washed up like some dishes Dont guess they pretty, Ima wake up and go get it