| Lyrics | [Intro]
Yuh
That nigga Nardo said he finna pull up in a bit
Boutta get some weed, we finna get lit
Fuck yall niggas talkin bout (yuh)
Ugly ass boy (wow, wowww)
Rich (wow, wowww) bitch!
Aye
[verse]
I gotta get it I swear that I'm winnin on a paperchase
I swear that these niggas be wantin to argue I pull up and pop out[?]
Swear that i been in the mufuckin jungle i feel like an ape so i'm wearin some bape
Hope she dont think that a nigga gon save her I'm not wearin a cape so I swear that I can't
Swear that I'm servin that A1 that A1 might go head and put some of that on your steak
You wasn't with me I was bussin them plates, I'm ridin with [?], I'm ridin with Drake
Niggas will switch up on you for some change, so I just be chillin with Benjamin Frank
You wasn't with me when [?], I'm prolly with Kai, I'm prolly with Jay
I cannot fit all this cash in a safe, I think I might need to live next to a bank
Swear that I do this shit off of the dome, they tweetin bout beef, I'm pumpin the chrome
I'm tryna eat and get my money long, you tryna geek, you tryna get gone
Yo baby momma up under the sheets, she suckin the meat right off of the bone
A nigga on 10, they think that I cheat, cause they cannot win when I'm in my zone
Hotel is trippin they sayin we reek, you smokin that weak, I'm smokin that strong
Niggas is grimy so I'm never deep, I'm with two or three if I'm not on my own
It do not take much to pick up some freaks, pull up in a jeep, I'm takin em home
All these niggas got Patek Philippe's, I think I want me a Jacob & Co.,
I gotta ride with a baby K, or otherwise known as a mini draco
Niggas be talkin that woopty woo but really be soft, play dough
I gotta ball, like [?] with a beam
Dot dot, I'm really plugged in
Hot spot these Louis Vuitton
Padlock, my nigga I been
Have guap, bitch I'm with my dawgs
Mascot, bitch I'm with my dawgs
Like Mike, bitch I gotta ball
Like Mike, my jewels VVS
Bright white, they shine in the dark
Nightlight girl I beat it up
Finite, designer the frames
Eyesight, gotta ride with a flame
I got respect on my name, I gotta walk with a cane
I had to keep me a stick, yuh, I was involved in them thangs
I had to hit me a lick, I pour codeine in my drink
I sip the lean like I'm sick, uh, I don't gotta treat for a trick
We in the suite makin hits, ice on my chest like it's Vicks
I get it lit like a Bic, I took a [?] like a pic
I get it off hella quick, please do not step on my RicksYou might also like |
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