808 Mafia

Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a jeep
Can't fuck with these hood hoes no more, they don't give a fuck about me
All-black 23 Lebron with the heat
I was just in Miami in the Rolls-Royce geeked
Lil' tommy got an Fn in the backseat
Red rag, red flag, bitch, you better make peace
I'm in this bitch with my killers
Whole lotta motherfucking niggas
We got them motherfucking choppers
I pick you up, nigga, I get you
I said I don't fuck with these niggas
We see 'em, we punching them niggas
We upping the score on these niggas
Go out the backdoor on that nigga
Go out the backdoor on that nigga
Go out the backdoor on that nigga
Go out the backdoor on that nigga
Go back
And I'm still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt
Beno, he go crazy, you know that

Whole lotta bands in this bitch
Whole lotta cash in this bitch
Hop on the motherfucking plane
I just popped me a G6
You know that I love to stay high
My shawty just said that she bi
She carry that shit, she gon' ride
I fucked her then told her she mine
I'm really not with telling lies
I really don't hang around guys
The streets treat me like God
My bitch treat me like a God
Got a main and a side
Fuck fame, I ride with the fire
Blow out the brain in the ride
Blow out the brain in the ride
I'm riding 'round town with a ratchet bitch
She say, "Carti, you back on your ratchet shit"
I rock diamonds, the Patek from Elliante
Show me something that Carti not better than
If a nigga keep talking, we running in
Get that nigga kicked out like I'm punting it
On the block rolling dice and I'm going in
Yeah, yeah

Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a jeep
Can't fuck with these hood hoes no more, they don't give a fuck about me
All-black 23 Lebron with the heat
I was just in Miami in the Rolls-Royce geeked
Lil' tommy got an Fn in the backseat
Red rag, red flag, bitch, you better make peace
I'm in this bitch with my killers
Whole lotta motherfucking niggas
We got them motherfucking choppers
I pick you up, nigga, I get you
I said I don't fuck with these niggas
We see 'em, we punching them niggas
We upping the score on these niggas
Go out the backdoor on that nigga
Go out the backdoor on that nigga
Go out the backdoor on that nigga
Go out the backdoor on that nigga
Go back
And I'm still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt
Beno, he go crazy, you know that