[Chorus] Ayy, I sip the lean in the car My shooter rock out like guitars Take his girl and I'm breaking her heart Me and Gabe, we be shining like stars Smoking dope, I don't fuck with the bars I think I landed on Mars They be hating cause we living large Ayy, I sip the lean in the car My shooter rock out like guitars Take his girl and I'm breaking her heart Me and Gabe, we be shining like stars Smoking dope, I don't fuck with the bars I think I landed on Mars They be hating cause we living large
[Bridge] Why you hating on me? It is so easy to see Showing signs of jealousy And I know it's not meant to be 'Cause you turned to a memory And you said you was down to ride But now you're my enemy
[Verse 1] Getting money, I'm gone on a chase Fuck a hoe, I be stacking my cake I'm no hero, they gave me the cape First place when I finish the race In her room and she giving me face When I nut, she gon' give me my space You a lame so you cannot relate Hittin' licks, had to hide from the jakes Crack the code, then I open the safe Get my money, then go out the way Charged up, I feel like triple-A Think she loyal, I'm fucking your bae Let 'em talk, I don't care what they say Niggas pussy, be riding my wave Ain't my nigga, then get off the stage Kick that boy in his shit, Johnny Cage Pom-pom ass nigga Ol' Uncle Tom ass niggas Boy, I don't wanna take a picture All these niggas talking all on Twitter Talkin' 'bout pulling up with hitters You a goofy, just look at your image I'm in the game like a scrimmage Stack it up, I can't let it diminish
[Chorus] I sip the lean in the car My shooter rock out like guitars Take his girl and I'm breaking her heart Me and Gabe, we be shining like stars Smoking dope, I don't fuck with the bars I think I landed on Mars They be hating cause we living large
[Bridge] Why you hating on me? It is so easy to see Showing signs of jealousy And I know it's not meant to be 'Cause you turned to a memory And you said you was down to ride But now you're my enemy
[Verse 2] And now you're my enemy You said you was down to ride But you're not a friend of me In the game like a referee I'm just getting what's meant for me And they love to hate all the time But these niggas pressed on me And they tryna copy the swag But they cannot get it from me In the kitchen with recipes Money long like a centipede I got up and got it on my own Be faited with destiny And I'ma go get all the money And do this for my familyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
