Y'all know what it is nigga Gbe, baby Know how the fuck we rockin' Somebody call the ambulance I'm having an ice attack All these motherfuckin' diamonds on me Brrp, bling, yeah I know y'all be sitting back like So ain't on none of that clout shit We don't do shit for clout We don't pull up just to stunt nigga, we just pull off a stunt nigga Ayy
Watch just glisten, shit we still kickin' Pull up to the 'Rari lot, in some white linen On some pig shit skin 'em, thousand dollar denim Three thousand dollar pipe, you can get hit with 'em Shells let off we've done it, nigga we just did 'em Somebody gave me laxative, I ain't mean to shit 'em And my shorty kill 'em, he ain't got to rip 'em No I ain't a judge I up the gavel then I peel 'em
Blasting off, blasting off, in a Nascar They asked why I bought it, it's a fast car Pull up to your ball game, hit the Mascot I'll chase your ass down like a Jaguar
Car steady going, this bitch can't even stop We don't want no beef, these niggas really cops Pourin' up that 'Wock, shit make me flock Run up in the spot, forgot to hit my lock On the cop
Oh he muslim, believe in Allah Gotta X6m, I ain't even get a drop Rippty-rippty-hot, skippty-dippty-clot He feelin' like he rippty not You can just get we got
I got a plane around my neck who want a flight Gang slip bitch pull up you tryna try Police ass niggas callin' the other guys Send his ass in the up alley like Bob Hayes
I just took off and they hate that shit Get that bitch a 40 told her engrave that shit Lambo look like black hair like I braided that shit And my name on it, I engraved that bitch I just pulled it out man cause I said that bitch Just took off I feel like I raised that bitch I'm one of them niggas that don't play that shit
Ridin' with my bulldog smoking catpiss I got the Patrica, I got desert eagle, I love me señorita Wipe a nigga you digg, she wanna see me she eager Boy it's down this evening, you gon' be missing the season Want beef? give me a reason
I used to steal out the store Now I pimp out the store Bitch I'm peeling in the store I got 50 racks and more
16 houses up in my coat All this Off White like I promote I just spent that on my yachty You's a pendejo mayate She just put you on the block page Don't make me get back to my block ways
I need a mocha latte I'm in the cockpit with the pilot Oh you think that you not it Bullets hit you let my watch hit I got a. 40 cal stop shit I got a. 45 drop shit I was 16 with a cop stick With a cop but that shit not nigga Lookin' for love it don't live here
Fuck you knockin' on the door for? Almost hit your with this. 44 I'ma smack you with this chokehold I'm in Tokyo no dojo I might buy a speedboat, ho And you know I got the ho-hoes Sosa said I leave them Glo poles Light you up now it's a Glo show It's lighting up bitch it's a Glo pole
She takin' pics up in a Glo room You gotta go I got a show soon I pull the car up out the show room It's just for two you ain't got no room Bury your body in your old room She tryna fuck she went to my old school I started off feelin' like out school Kaykay like dad I ain't got no school Lil shawty smart she ain't no fool I feel that your dad is so cool I bought some sticks but don't play no pool You live in La and ain't got no pool You ain't shit boy you ain't got no pull Girl my engine sound so dull Aye
Compositores: Michael Len Williams Ii (Mike-will), Keith Cozart (Chief Keef), Ernest e Jr Day, B Jarrod Boddy ECAD: Obra #45092205