Eh-eh, uh
Let’s get it, let’s get it, nigga
Uh-uh, ah, yeah
Go!
See my eyes red, I’m off these meds
Off the love, they do that for me
I ain’t gotta put nothin’ on his head
Got these bitches out they body
And these niggas in they chest
I post these racks up just to motivate my niggas
I ain’t tryna flex
Don’t go broke tryna try that
Cause every week, I’m private jet
These rappers need a stylist bad
But I ain’t used a stylist yet
Signin’ million dollar contracts in my boxers through a text
Wake up, check my bank account
Phone numbers in that bitch, I’m blessed
I’m like, “Yes”
What’s the word? Smokin’ gumbo herb
I’m up there right now (Up)
In the air, I’m free as a bird
Plus, I’m fly right now
Talkin’ slurred
Can’t pronounce a verb in this booth right now
Full of syrup
I might kiss the curb in this coupe right now (Skrrt)
Plenty fancy cars (Got too many)
It’s a whole lot of motion involved (Know I’m havin’)
Diamonds and tattoos cover my scars (You can’t see’em)
New Cadillac bulletproof cost 300 large (That’s necessary)
Make a killing, it’s a crime what I charge (How much you want?)
I got some racks and got the fuck outta dodge (Mane, I was gone)
I pop my shit
Them folks gon’ pay me to ball (Show must go on)
Cut that bitch off, she ain’t pick up when I called (If I did that, then I’d be wrong-wrong)
I just hit another city (Where?)
No need to look around for ’em
I brought the vibes with me (Right here)
Fresh off the press a cool 700, all Benjis (Blues)
Still sippin’ wock, I get the Sprite and po’ some lines in it (Po’)
Can’t see my eyes tinted (No)
Made a M off movin’ Ps
Smoothest motion you done seen
This shit here gon’ sell itself
Just weigh that cup on top of the beam
One of my hoes shop in Chanel
One of my hoes can’t stay off SHEIN
You sold this bitch so many dreams
Quit pillow talkin’, go to sleep
I can’t go like Pac (No)
Bulletproof ’cause they takin’ shots
Been reppin’ it ’round the world
Now my hood a famous block
Got plenty hoes
Clothes, shows, bows
Primary goals
I need me some mo’
I’m goin’ up like the Lambo’ Aventador doors
Plenty fancy cars (Got too many)
It’s a whole lot of motion involved (Know I’m havin’)
Diamonds and tattoos cover my scars (You can’t see ’em)
New Cadillac bulletproof cost 300 large (That’s necessary)
Make a killing, it’s a crime what I charge (How much you want?)
I got some racks and got the fuck outta dodge (Mane, I was gone)
I pop my shit
Them folks gon’ pay me to ball (Show must go on)
Cut that bitch off, she ain’t pick up when I called (If I did that, then I’d be wrong-wrong)
