[Intro] XO My nigga Brando done figured this shit out
[Chorus] Oh, I done rocked out, fell off, turnt up, now see me now (Bow) I know these pussy niggas hatin', they wanna lay me down (Bow) They tried to make career hold up (Bow) See I came out froze'd up, I told them (Bow) "That I'm fuckin' up the game soon as my money up" (Bow)
[Verse 1] Better keep yo' banger bitch (Yo' banger, bitch) They know this gangster as it get (As it get) They know they bring me up Can't say that I don't lay law down 'round this bitch (Law down) Got green flags and dirty sticks (Yeah) Police search for murder weapons (Yeah, yeah) It get ugly, you get clean murdered in the dirty sections I'm with that shit like my mama and on them pills like my daddy In and out of jail just like my cousin, keep a gun like my pappy Look, I ain't trippin' off you stuntin' Before I starve, you can't have it I'ma dirty work 'em with this burner, they sprayed my car in Miami I went from zero to one million back to zero to 'bout thirty, nigga Girl, I was selling boy blocks for thirty, nigga Can ya'll pour than Hen' up? My chin up I'm bootin' up, I'm gettin' there Tell my mama, "I need a wig, I'm goin' in, they gon' get spinned on"
[Chorus] Oh, I done rocked out, fell off, turnt up, now see me now I know these pussy niggas hatin', they wanna lay me down They tried to make career hold up (Yeah) See I came out froze'd up, I told them "That I'm fuckin' up the game soon as my money up"
[Verse 2] Thirty for thirty, tell Forbes that I'm gettin' dirty (I'm gettin' dirty, huh?) I just jumped in the Cutlass Meechy too strapped up in that 'Burban I'm on Bourbon, leave a nigga in a canal, the tag say, "Reaper shit" Servin' rock like I'm JAY-Z, nod off we sleep, that be that ether shit Hustle with that thang right on my hip, like, "Where my beeper went?" (Go) Got a digital scale, screwdriver instead of razor 'cause I don't need the shit (Go, go) And it ain't gon' cut it anyway, need a hammer for to break it up (Break) Nigga better be ready to die today if he ever thought about facin' us (Bow) Luxury-built fireplace, from a group home, I done ran it up (Yeah) Body built, she ain't my bae, got her ass lift, I done set it up (Nigga, yeah) From the gutter, she ain't got money but that's my bitch so twice I knocked her up Got a light one up once the lighter struck, go to poppin' off (Oh), Bow bow, I done fucked it up, I brought her friend up, aw, aw Wit' that shit, I want the bitch to lift his hand up, get knocked off Baking soda, we wan' spin it soft, I can make it hardbody I got hella sticks and stolo cars in front of grandpa yard daily
[Chorus] Oh, I done rocked out, fell off, turnt up, now see me now I know these pussy niggas hatin', they wanna lay me down They tried to make career hold up (Hold up) See I came out froze'd up, I told them (Froze'd up) "That I'm fuckin' up the game soon as my money up" (Slime)
[Outro] Yeah, they tried to hold up I told them "I'm fuckin' up the game soon as my money up" Yeah (See me now) Get outta line bitch, I'm gon' put you up, you know what up This Top, nigga These bitch ass niggas, ayy, huh huh, tell 'em I said fuck 'em, nigga Let me get the M's my nigga You know what it is, SlimeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
