Under 30, made the Forbes list I'm a walking script, record me This a .30 and a .40, switch make it hit fast as hell Bitch told me she pray for me, told her pray for brodienem in the cell I don't got no stylist, Marni shoes and pants, I'm fresh as hell Yes I know what happened, I ain't no rat, so I ain't gon' never tell You can follow Baby, won't lead you wrong, bro, I ain't gon' never fail you Big was tryna show me the right way to go, I was so rebellious Whatever they doin' don't bother me, bro I'm oh so careless You the type of guy that want the "I" for real, you oh so selfish I'm the type of guy ready to die for this shit if it gon' prevail us I can't slip, look at this shit I've built, I know they tryna nail us Give her two or three thousand off the rip, she said she want her nails done Cuban links on just because, this shit really from the mud We handled the business like gentlemen, I can't rock with thugs Jeff can get ten M''s if he needed it, you know I rock with Thug All my niggas jack in the boxes, playin', we poppin' up
Pop up with them switches on Pop up with that shit on Pop up like my granny, call my granny, lot of chains on I might pop up with your bitch, later on I'll send her home I heard he heard I hit his bitch, so he don't like to hear my songs She said "Wick you made me sick", how when I'm your medicine Ain't gay, don't go that way at all, but I love that nigga Benjamin Chop stick, grrt-bah-bah-bah, keep that for the robber men Foreign fabric, cars, and hoes, I'm the only thing American I done stuffed a million in the duffle, smurf dollars blue color Pull up big body Barbus trucks the new Hummers Told me I lay the pipe right, I'm her new plumber It's hard to interact with people, I come from the jungle We some animals in designer clothes and jewelry How we got the same cars they drove in Fast and Furious? Why she ask me "Do I love her? ", I said "You can't be serious" (Uh) Cold-hearted, touch my chest and you gon' burr
Super fast, I'm hit the gas, you hear her skrr-rr Twenty-two, five, lil' rico got him pure I was standin' on the block tryna get a rack to buy a Buick Now I'm trim, Lamborghini Boy, I know you seen that Urus If I ever run into your bitch, your love life gon' be ruined Take a break, but ain't gon' never gonna stop, this shit to be continued From a traphouse, beatin' down the doors to packin' out the venue When they catch him, they gon' eat him up, I put him on the menu Put piranhas on yo ass, three, four hundred on your ass Get the switch, she actin' bad, like your mama on your ass My first deal was worth a couple mil', I still was sellin' bands Maggot bitches trying to tackle me, I'm stiff armin' they ass Google said my net worth five mil', I got that shit in cash Everyday my life go up and up, it's hard for me to get mad I'm established, I might pop out, Cactus Jack on like I'm Travis They act happy, but as soon as you turn your back, they try to stab you I done manifested this shit, as soon as I see it I'm gonna grab it I act humble, but you can go and check my numbers, I ain't average I be hearin' shit, but you old washed up niggas, I be laughin' You don't hear nothing 'bout my young niggas, cause they know to put on a mask
Yeah, pop out with a baddie with me Pop up with Lil' Danem with me Pop up with that cannon on me He can't come, we banned lil' homieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
