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Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here? Poppin tags YSL Smokin gas Cant you tell? Im in this bitch with Yung Gunna, yeah, ho, YSL Walk inside the club, I smell like YSL Fuckin on your thot, your bitch, she wild as hell Ooh, I spend a check up on my watch, the frame is wide as hell Ooh, fuckin on your thot, I smell like YSL In this bitch with Gunna, yeah, ho, YSL Spend a check up on my jeans, them YSL Ooh, spend a check up on my bitch, that by myself Kickin shit, no kick flip, by myself Smokin on a big zip by myself Ooh, ooh, chain on, Lil Flip by myself Uh, shorty suckin on the dick with a big lip Ooh, racks up, racks up, no money clip Poppin tags YSL Smokin gas Cant you tell? Im in this bitch with Yung Gunna, yeah, ho, YSL Walk inside the club, I smell like YSL Fuckin on your thot, your bitch, she wild as hell Ooh, I spend a check up on my watch, the frame is wide as hell Ooh, fuckin on your thot, I smell like YSL In this bitch with Gunna, yeah, ho, YSL Saint Laurent Yeah, YSL Thats all done Yeah, YSL Every now and then I still might rock Chanel Cashed out on a Benz, fore I bought a bale Bought my bitch a clutch It said YSL I cant smoke no Dutch Still get high as hell Do that shit with Playboi Carti, fuck these foreign girls New Mulsanne and Murciélago And that new Moncler Yeah, VVS Yeah, YSL Uh, uh, Elliot got water, they came out the whale You cant get this shit, like this drip for sale Bang that YSL til Im dead and pale Poppin tags YSL Smokin gas Cant you tell? Im in this bitch with Yung Gunna, yeah, ho, YSL Walk inside the club, I smell like YSL Fuckin on your thot, your bitch, she wild as hell Ooh, I spend a check up on my watch, the frame is wide as hell Ooh, fuckin on your thot, I smell like YSL In this bitch with Gunna, yeah, ho, YSL Poppin tags YSL Smokin gas Cant you tell? Im in this bitch with Yung Gunna, yeah, ho, YSL Walk inside the club, I smell like YSL Fuckin on your thot, your bitch, she wild as hell Ooh, I spend a check up on my watch, the frame is wide as hell Ooh, fuckin on your thot, I smell like YSL In this bitch with Gunna, yeah, ho, YSL

Power, power, power, power Yeah Gunna, ooh, ooh, yeah If you outta sight, you outta mind You gotta stack, you gotta grind Im statin facts, these niggas lyin You cant relax and keep wastin time I want the racks, I gotta get mine Stackin it up, I work wit a stride I went from a deuce, turnt up to a nine I sleep with the stars, I know Ima shine Same price as the rent, thats the cost for the kicks Im stackin up racks just to make a hit list My nigga El Chapo will chop off ya wrist Pull up wit them choppas, I know I wont miss Some niggas get locked up, and turned to a snitch But I kept it solid and hard as a brick Winked at your bitch, she want give me a kiss Walked in that bit I was drippin like piss Bought an AP, and took my wrist out of the pot Pop a bottle of Aces, and pour that shit out Put some diamonds and chandeliers all in the spot How many racks does this young nigga got? I flew to Dubai, I didnt go to DeVry Hunnit racks to put the jet in the sky Time is music, this the best you could buy Im drippin bitches, niggas still think they still fly I think Im the flyest, I aint got no stylist Im geeked up off Molly, Im fucking on Cyrus​ I flew wit a choppa, I might catch a body Cause I see these fake niggas through the Cavallis I got with my locs and we reunited These niggas quote poems, and they bitches like it I didnt turn a ho, when I got indited If I catch a case, then I gotta fight it My nigga called shawty, he ride with the shottie We pull up in Raris, these niggas dont like us Smoke weed and sip lean and get money, my vices My frienemies Poison and I know they sheisty I pray to the lord and he know that Im righteous I need a reward cause they say Im the nicest Got too many bros, they gon roll out the dices I stay out the way cause niggas like mices If you outta sight, you outta mind You gotta stack, you gotta grind Im statin facts, these niggas lyin You cant relax and keep wastin time I want the racks, I gotta get mine Stackin it up, I work wit a stride I went from a deuce, turnt up to a nine I sleep with the stars, I know Ima shine Same price as the rent, thats the cost for the kicks Im stackin up racks just to make a hit list My nigga El Chapo will chop off ya wrist Pull up wit them choppas, I know I wont miss Some niggas get locked up, and turned to a snitch But I kept it solid and hard as a brick Winked at your bitch, she want give me a kiss Walked in that bit I was drippin like piss Put the dick in her mouth, and its fuck what you say Fuck the law, blow the police away I blew a 50, cause I had a long day When it come to money, I done came a long way I fucked the bitch, but I cant go on a date She sucked me loose, I put some nut on her face Let her see the loft, she gotta fuck at my place Im steady bossin, bitch Im havin my way Niggas in the trap, but cant get away But Ive been round the world, it feel like Im tourin I’m livin life, I swear I know your life borin Mama said dont stop, I gotta keep goin The house so big, the bedroom got an alarm The necklace cost so much it came wit a charm The diamonds drippin like the rain when it stormy These niggas say that they lookin, well Im finna show em So many acres it look like a farm 23 Million like Im Michael Jordan 2 or 3 bitches, they wanna come join Fuck all these bitches, I feel like a Don I looked in the mirror, I know Im the one You aint gonna shoot, but you carry a gun Niggas act tough, dont want to bury your son Had to stay down, stack them racks through the month If you outta sight, you outta mind You gotta stack, you gotta grind Im statin facts, these niggas lyin You cant relax and keep wastin time I want the racks, I gotta get mine Stackin it up, I work wit a stride I went from a deuce, turnt up to a nine I sleep with the stars, I know Ima shine Same price as the rent, thats the cost for the kicks Im stackin up racks just to make a hit list My nigga El Chapo will chop off ya wrist Pull up wit them choppas, I know I wont miss Some niggas get locked up, and turned to a snitch But I kept it solid and hard as a brick Winked at your bitch, she want give me a kiss Walked in that bit I was drippin like piss Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I used to couldnt see this far Damn, look how them tables turned Think I walk on water, but I never let no bridges burn Its different when its given to you All the money, I really earned it And aint no ones business, why the fuck am I still they concern? Aint the one for trippin, I keep pushin, Im like lesson learned I aint missin my shot in this shit, everyone dont get a turn I was thinkin street, I wanted everyone in verts and Rovers Now I really see and I got everyone convertin over Studio, Im stayin at the microphone til the session over Niggas know we came with a lot of strong, took our section over I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied We made it work, but you still found the ways around it Extended verse, somehow, we still aint see the high I paid the fine, and pay that iron between that line, I smoke that fire I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied We made it work, but you still found the ways around it Extended verse, somehow, we still aint see the high I paid the fine, and Id do it again Half a million dollars on me, I feel it in my chromosomes I dont talk to that bitch, when we meet up, she know Im only bone Lifetime, send it, I made millions without a mobile phone Two hundred thousand stacked up I could bought myself, you need a drone Tryna put my people on, put my heart in every song Thugger told me, That bitch heart aint right, you need to leave her lone She a dime, but she aint got a diamond, that dont make no sense I dont care, dont waste no time, my next one gon be heaven-sent Ran me up some mils, now Im not comin off the bench I been patiently waitin on my turn, just tell me when is it? I can spin em like Big Worm or Vick, I feed em to the pits Yeah, my whole life has turned, I think Im gettin followed by a journalist I think my life done finally shifted, we on a yacht, look like a ship I prayed to God to get you hips, and then I got your titties lifted Never like to fuss and fight, but you throw fists in like they trip And then seduce me with your lips and I enjoy it I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied We made it work, but you still found the ways around it Extended verse, somehow, we still aint see the high I paid the fine, and pay that iron between that line, I smoke that fire I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied We made it work, but you still found the ways around it Extended verse, somehow, we still aint see the high I paid the fine, and Id do it again You say that you need a friend Hold up, lil bitch, come again Know you may not know my name But my net worth a fuckin M And thats just what the people know We move like a pick and roll Six shots behind screen, wait til that three, they comin at your soul That lil bitch a freak She gon eat with my Pateky on I came from the streets, she know Im G What she wan sex me for Iced out all my Ps, down to my Cs Put all my brothers on I took out my piece, that bitch a freak She say she love it on I know she just wanna fuck cause Im rich now I ran to the top, aint stunt on shit Aint make no pitstops I ran up the mon and make it flip Somethin like TikTok Thuggin in a brick house Pookie servin Chris Rock If I knew how to spin a bend Then Id spin again We hit a slide every time And slide out

Wheezy outta here Ridin that horse like a foreign VS1 stone in my charms No weapon shall ever be formed Tattoos on my neck and my arms Got garments thats never been worn Got a dime bitch the same color orange YSL the gang, come and join Stay down and the world gon be yours My foot on they neck, her pussy stay wet Put nut on her breasts, Gunna triple X Cough syrup back-to-back, I hardly get rest I fucked her like Thugger, just want me some sex Im never sober, too much of this red Designer my cover, I drip in the bed Bring me a runner, I need rubber bands Lot of blue cheese and I dont want the ranch Im a rockstar, I play with these bands Come watch me blow through these racks like a fan I just went got out, Im back at it again The two-door coupe new, Im still waitin on a tag Rackades, I had to invest in a bag Live the good life, all my bitches is bad Take the price up, watch how niggas get mad Biscotti Backwoods, stopped smokin the grass Ridin that horse like a foreign VS1 stone in my charms No weapon shall ever be formed Tattoos on my neck and my arms Got garments thats never been worn Got a dime bitch the same color orange YSL the gang, come and join us Stay down and the world gon be yours V-neck G-STAR, coupe got On-Star Syrup make me slop, I sip that raw Life of a slime, Im loco fasho Your girlfriend a dime, I might fuck her raw I lost my patience, I took that boy off They think Im racist, my white gon be Off Your diamonds fugazi, dont none of it cost Whip that double R crazy, wont do me like Ross Cherish my freedom, dont live by the law If my brothers get rich its gon be all my fault Cash speak for itself, so I barely can talk My shirt match the belt and the belt match my drawers I left em a trace, I drip when I walk Busy as fuck, I cant answer my calls We live it up, no more shoppin in Ross Me and Wheezy wave bout to fuck up the mall Ridin that horse like a foreign VS1 stone in my charms No weapon shall ever be formed Tattoos on my neck and my arms Got garments thats never been worn Got a dime bitch the same color orange YSL the gang, come and join us Stay down and the world gon be yours Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here

Ah Time, Time Ah Fahrn im Benz, ja, sie smiled Patek glänzt, bling-bling, on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time An meiner Seite, ja , meine Bros, ja 60k, ey, nur für eine Show, ja Fahr im Lambo, Lambo, ja , Flügeltürn, ja Sie machen Trap, doch ich kann den Scheiß nicht fühln, nein Lucky Charms, ja , sie ist sweet, ja Komm wir fahrn, Baby , Richtung Beach Ihre Zähne sind gebleacht , meine Tracks sind geleakt Meine Ex wieder verliebt, stapel Stacks bis nach Wien, ja Viel zu teure Jeans, ja , ey Ja, wir rolln durch die Streets, ja , ja Zehn Mio, neues Ziel, ja , ey Ey, ihr wisst Bescheid , ja Fahrn im Benz, ja, sie smiled Patek glänzt, bling-bling, on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Cups voller Ice, Nacht-Sommer-Vibes Viel zu viel Drip , zu viel Slime Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time My foreign car is fast 200 on the dash Diamonds shine, no flash, I pop a lot of tags Louis Virgil rags, my Tesla dont need gas Pullin out the lot, got a brand new paper tag Baguettes in my watch , VVSs look like glass Blue hundreds on my bag, being broke, thats why you mad Rolls-Royce for my dad, Gunna Gunna count that cash Me and Ufo speeding, man, I pray we do not crash Fuck all the polices, Im in Berlin smoking grass I paid for her nail and lash, I bought her a new ass I bought her a new Benz Fahrn im Benz, ja, sie smiled Patek glänzt, bling-bling, on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Cups voller Ice, Nacht-Sommer-Vibes Viel zu viel Drip , zu viel Slime Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Dicka, alles glitzert, wir scheinn Alles zur richtigen Zeit Alles glitzert, wir scheinn Alles zur richtigen Zeit Waren broke, nein, wir hattens nicht leicht Heute rich, Dicka, alles on time Mehr Drip geht nicht, nein Ja, sie friert, ihre Tränen aus Eis Guck mal, wo wir sind, all der Stress ist vorbei Ja, die S-Klasse weiß, hunderttausend von Nike Model-Chick, ja, sie bleibt overnight Komm auf die Stage und die Crowd schreit: „Ufo361!“ Fahrn im Benz, ja, sie smiled Patek glänzt, bling-bling, on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Cups voller Ice , Nacht-Sommer-Vibes Viel zu viel Drip , zu viel Slime Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, alles on time

It aint no facade, I spent some racks on my shoes I been goin hard, I paid all cash for my jewels I walked in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo I get them blue hundreds, spread them out like a wound Cant get you off my mind, I might die about you My outfit cost a dime, cant control how I move Give praises to the God, dont believe in voodoo Cause when you at the top theyll tell lies about you Tell everything but the truth Get nothin but love from my crew I guess they hate what you do Pull up in coupes with no roofs You caught me in a good mood Cant put a spike in my groove Got more these designer shoes, mmh I drip, I need an award I whipped that white for that Porsche I think Im on a high horse YSL, got none but Hi-Tunes We kill em off, no remorse I gotta win, I cant lose Im tryna feed all my boys Huh, I paid my dues for these hoes I got that flame to the torch Young Gunna ball with no court I hit the trap and quit sports I give all thanks to the Lord I hit that yo and record They get that drip from your boy, mmh It aint no facade, I spent some racks on my shoes I been goin hard, I paid all cash for my jewels I walked in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo I get them blue hundreds, spread them out like a wound Cant get you off my mind, I might die about you My outfit cost a dime, cant control how I move Give praises to the God, dont believe in voodoo Cause when you at the top theyll tell lies about you Man bag, guns in em Track pants, run in em Gorilla glue, Godzilla We dont fuck with no nigga How you want that Saint Laurent bag, you aint suckin no dick? My lil LA bitch got jet-lag, she off that coke shit Fuck that shit, come on, shawty Fuck that Ghost, where the Rari? None of my niggaswant to party Them young niggas want to catch a body We aint wifing no Chiraq thots Threesome, them my type of thots Vegas bitch tried to sell me pussy Tell that ho like, Hell no Main homies bitch tried to fuck me And she told me he dont know In fact, they wont say shit Cause he know he gon get peter-rolled And we about the violence, my young niggas be wildin Your baby mama is trifling , yeah yeah It aint no facade, I spent some racks on my shoes I been goin hard, I paid all cash for my jewels I walked in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo I get them blue hundreds, spread them out like a wound Cant get you off my mind, I might die about you My outfit cost a dime, cant control how I move Give praises to the God, dont believe in voodoo Cause when you at the top theyll tell lies about you

I just sipped and I cant do nothin Yeah I got big racks in my jeans Ima mix some dirty with this clean Almost all my bitches ballin, no Lou King 21, Im bout to stunt on all your dreams This money better not stop I hit the target with the bullseye Loot on the pigs every time Me and my dawgs gon ride out Me and my dawgs gon ride, uh Money talk like Charlie Sheen, yeah Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah This money callin me in my sleep Dont trust a rich nigga that creep, yeah Run that back, Turbo Wheezy outta here I was daydreamin bout money, then I woke up I be thinkin all this pimpin give the world to her If I ever get the check, give you the world, girl See us goin up and down, roller coaster Ill be the FN, you be my holster Tell the city bout my love, I even post her Pourin all this lean in my styrofoam cup 4 Pockets Full, every one of these shows I got big racks in my jeans Ima mix some dirty with this clean Almost all my bitches ballin, no Lou King 21, Im bout to stunt on all your dreams This money better not stop I hit the target with the bullseye Loot on the pigs every time Me and my dawgs gon ride out Me and my dawgs gon ride, uh Money talk like Charlie Sheen, yeah Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah This money callin me in my sleep Dont trust a rich nigga that creep, yeah Top off the Lamb, I get a breeze, yeah My travel kit is this codeine, yeah I fell in love with Billie Jean, yeah But YSL like Wu-Tang with that cream, oh And I done bought you everything Boss you up and put your condo in the trees I bought some Gucci socks so long they can reach my knees Got a bust down Rollie with big racks inside my jeans, oh I got big racks in my jeans Ima mix some dirty with this clean Almost all my bitches ballin, no Lou King 21, Im bout to stunt on all your dreams This money better not stop I hit the target with the bullseye Loot on the pigs every time Me and my dawgs gon ride out Me and my dawgs gon ride, uh Money talk like Charlie Sheen, yeah Spend your bonus on my lean, yeah This money callin me in my sleep Dont trust a rich nigga that creep, yeah Run that back, Turbo Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here Wheezy outta here

Its Gucci Huh Its DropTop, go Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him what Im spending Take a couple seats cause this a couple tickets I never lie to kick it, murderer but not convicted They say Im filthy rich, I told the judge, Yeah, Im guilty Fuck my baby mama, I cant let no bitch extort me All this ice Im rocking, pray to God they dont deport me Five with the fuck you, Zone 6 nigga worth a fortune Copped the Z06 and then I set it on some Forgis Lam truck came from Italy, my manager got it imported We done set the city on fire the whole world call us arsons Paint the Rolls Royce truck all blue, me and Baby ridin down Slauson Last year I signed for six Ms, bitch, cant tell me nothin My new bitch look like K, Kim, ass fat with no stomach Go all out bout that cash, yeah, chop his finger like Sunny So all my foreigns go fast, yeah, drive the Urus like Sunny My wrist cost a hundred, yeah, my life so iconic Used to rock Armani, now its Michael Amiri on Sundays I fuck her and keep her cummin, got that pussy wet, drippin, runnin Spend a whole bag in London, I done really got used to this money Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him what Im spending Take a couple seats cause this a couple tickets I never lie to kick it, murderer but not convicted They say Im filthy rich, I told the judge, Yeah, Im guilty Fuck my baby mama, I cant let no bitch extort me All this ice Im rocking, pray to God they dont deport me Five with the fuck you, Zone 6 nigga worth a fortune I come from the trenches, now Im ridin in a foreign Baby mama textin paragraphs, I ignore it And I ran a M up off a freestyle with no chorus The drip shit, I pour it, that Hellcat, I floor it They was hatin on me, hit the dealership and crushed em Bankroll too big, got me held up in customs Money is the answer every time she ask questions I got superpowers cross the globe, I can touch em Thats your girlfriend? I am sorry, weve been fucking Cullinan truck, come through like a bucket I keep that FN, I go for nothing If he out of line, get him dropped, end discussion Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him what Im spending Take a couple seats cause this a couple tickets I never lie to kick it, murderer but not convicted They say Im filthy rich, I told the judge, Yeah, Im guilty Fuck my baby mama, I cant let no bitch extort me All this ice Im rocking, pray to God they dont deport me Five with the fuck you, Zone 6 nigga worth a fortune

Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Rockstar life, so much money itll make you laugh, hey These bitches, they hate, and you cant miss what you never had, hey, hey Off the juice , codeine got me trippin Copped the coupe , woke up, roof is missin Ice , lemonade, my neck was drippin Ice , lemonade, my neck was drippin Why , why? Why you wanna waste my time? I can tell you really hate your life Bitch, your watch the same as mine I cant relate, designer frames, Im blind today Im never late, the money callin, you needed space Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Rockstar life, so much money itll make you laugh, hey These bitches, they hate, and you cant miss what you never had, hey, hey Off the juice , codeine got me trippin Copped the coupe , woke up, roof is missin Ice , lemonade, my neck was drippin Ice , lemonade, my neck was drippin Im a rockstar, play guitars , sippin Wock, hey Adderall, fentanyl, Xanax bars, ayy I was fifteen, I was sippin codeine with my dawg, ayy Did a Percocet, Promethazine, I feel gnarly Put up a stick and I hop on a plane Still in my war ways Shit is so risky, I gotta be gifted He blessed me with fortune and fame I remember from fifty, I couldnt go back empty I knew I was stuck to the game Im loyal and Ill never change, nah Im never gon go against the grain Im never gon be the one to turn on my brother When police has got us detained I wont ever love a bitch more than my mother And thats on my government name I cant be no sucker, aint hatin on no one I wish everybody get paid Cause we countin up every day Gettin high til I land in the grave Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Rockstar life, so much money itll make you laugh, hey These bitches, they hate, and you cant miss what you never had, hey, hey Off the juice , codeine got me trippin Copped the coupe , woke up, roof is missin Ice , lemonade, my neck was drippin Ice , lemonade, my neck was drippin Addy boys, got some sixties in my bag Lips sealed, I aint pillow talkin, Im no rat In my earlobe, got two karats, VVS Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of stress All this money, when I grew up, I had nothing Filled with backstabbers, my old life was disgusting Cant believe it, gotta thank God that Im livin comfortably Gettin checks, I dont believe her, she say she done with me Burned some bridges and I let the fire light the way Kickin my feet up, left the PJs on a PJ Yeah, Im a big dawg, and I walk around with no leash I got water on me, yeah, everything on Fiji Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs Rockstar life, so much money itll make you laugh, hey These bitches, they hate, and you cant miss what you never had, hey, hey Off the juice , codeine got me trippin Copped the coupe , woke up, roof is missin Ice , lemonade, my neck was drippin Ice , lemonade, my neck was drippin Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh, stop the madness I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic He dont want no smoke with me, I let him have it Based1 got them bands, ho Ooh, stop the madness I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic He dont want no smoke with me, I let him have it She said she wan fuck with me cause Im a savage Im smoking OG straight out the package You cant tell me anything, I was average Now Im living like a king, they stuck in sadness She cant get a wedding ring, dont know what happened Bad man, the good man always comes in last I stashed it and bashed it, my bank full of cash The demons start fiendin, the cops on my ass They hate me but low-key try take all my swag Im the wrong one, you got me fucked up I said I wouldnt drink tonight, but damnit, I got fucked up I just copped an i8, Im bout to get the Benz truck You said you was down to ride but time came and you switched up I dont need no new friends, I was with my new ho I just poured some Easter pink, no, this aint no nouveau My shirt made by Louis V, every day buy new clothes Crush them like a centipede, I be high on Pluto I just gotta know If you goin where we go We gon make it rain, make it snow I was dead broke Now its ten thousand in my coat Fly my family out to the coast Now Im never broke Ooh, stop the madness I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic He dont want no smoke with me, I let him have it She said she wan fuck with me cause Im a savage Im smoking OG straight out the package You cant tell me anything, I was average Now Im living like a king, they stuck in sadness She cant get a wedding ring, dont know what happened She cant get a wedding ring, no, I aint acting My money like eight of me stacked on a mattress You niggas aint on the team, boy, why you cappin? Balance on the triple beam, let off the static They said they want smoke, well I want war I come to your front door, make you scream like encore I dont ever take breaks cause I always want more The industry is too fake and I am just an outlaw I just like to break rules, I am just a rockstar I just wanna have fun, you just wanna break hearts Swerving in the fast lane, like it when I take off They wanna rip my face off, I could never play soft I just gotta know If you goin where we go We gon make it rain, make it snow I was dead broke Now its ten thousand in my coat Fly my family out to the coast Im never goin broke Fifteen thousand on a coat Mink on the inside when I get cold My body warm, Im out the hood, now my car crawl like a roach I made a loaf, my pockets keep a boast I came from crumbs They thought it couldnt be done, I made it happen Young Gunna a designer don, the god of fashion Pretty women in my penthouse, oh, look like a pageant Fifteen hundred horses, oh, you can hear when Im passin Nigga aint wanna feel me, oh, til I start spazzin Right now I need an armored truck, I bring that cash in Im not walkin inside your club, I need my backend She just know whenever we fuck, I break her back in Have fun with all this money, oh, I cant stop laughing This guy got matchin Skydwellers, these diamonds dancin Half of these niggas fly as fuck, my drip a classic Dont care if its the month of March, cant stop the madness Ooh, stop the madness I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic He dont want no smoke with me, I let him have it She said she wan fuck with me cause Im a savage Im smoking OG straight out the package You cant tell me anything, I was average Now Im living like a king, they stuck in sadness She cant get a wedding ring, dont know what happened

Yeah Yeah Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty Hop in a Benz  Hopped out a Porsche Hop in your friend After your daughter  Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Im in the gym, of course I cant even care, whore Im out the scene, yeah Knock off your boy, yeah Keeping it clean Drac with the beam I got your team Popping a bean, yeah I got a bag, it aint enough My left wrist bling, yes, it is tough I killed his man in front of his mama Like fuck lil bruh, sister and his cousin Now I kick my shit, that aint no punt Like fuck my wrist, it aint enough Now I fuck my bitch til it aint nothing I shoot out, blank, still aint cuffin up Proud of my money Kill em, not leaving a trace, yeah Kill em, not leaving a trace Im bout to cut off the K, yeah Black diamonds, Martin Luther King I had to break in the safe, yeah And I didnt leave em a trace I had to break in that safe, yeah Coppin lil mama the Range Hop in the Jag, I just been doing the dash, woah Today my Margiela was big, I look like a dad, woah She got gator on her purse, it look like a rash, woah Three hundred K out in Turks and Im still in my bag, woah Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty Hop in a Benz Hopped out a Porsche Hop in your friend After your daughter Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Im in the gym, of course I cant even care, whore Im out the scene, yeah Knock off your boy, yeah Keeping it clean Drac with the beam I got your team Popping a bean, yeah Dissect your body like science class, nigga Give you my word, then I gotta deliver Bet they gon know when the slime in the building Hot as a iron, I mean, hot like the skillet Creeping up, crawling, know I was just skipping Gangster cause you got a body, lil nigga Magazine clips, so you might get your issue You think you gangster cause you got a pistol? Bye-bye, Felicia Look for your body, so they gotta eat it I am Yak Gotti, but Im not a vegan Flathead the pull up, the Honda, the Civic Running from twelve, then I jumped the defenses Blood on my bottom, like Roddy Richie Look at my trigger, my trigger start itching Ride with that chick, she say point blank and period When I aim at you, its point blank, no missing Lay in your grass and come out of your bushes Pick up that trip and I bet Ill start tripping Bet Ill start tripping like I get a rush My slime, he a crip, keep that stick like a crutch Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty Hop in a Benz Hopped out a Porsche Hop in your friend After your daughter Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt We cant relate We from the hood, I was renegade Stepped in the spot, had fish parquet Cant be a slime, he got bitch boy trait She wanted to fuck, but I left L.A. My savage, I bought him a new AK My birthday, I ran up that STK We smoke out the good and dont care what they say Baguettie wrist I done got rich off of politics Canary yellow, I gotta piss Rich nigga brunch, I had fish and grits Want nothing back, I dont penny pinch Told her, Im pissed, come massage this dick I paid the high for that Glock with the switch Guaranteed me, if I pop, it wont miss I shot at your mans None of that shit wasnt planned I fucked this bitch and her friend, both of them bitches done came on my pants Louis V dripping, lil niggas, aint none of my niggas aint rocking no Vans He mad at me cause his bitch is a fan, do what I want and he do what he can I put that bitch in the figure-four, too many vibes, so its hard to pick a ho Came from the bottom, I used to be broke, I was trapping, and I used to trap out the liquor store I bet it all on the tin and foil Drop off the pack, thats a give and go Now when I rap on the track, its a ten or more Im in the club with a Glock, its extended Tint is so dark, they cant see who is in it Niggas aint cashing out, these niggas rented YSL, we going overboard Plugged everywhere like extension cord Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatty, slatty, slatt, slatt, slatty Hop in a Benz Hopped out a Porsche Hop in your friend After your daughter Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Slatty, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt Im in the gym, of course I cant even care, whore Im out the scene, yeah Knock off your boy, yeah Keeping it clean Drac with the beam I got your team Popping a bean

Freakin you What must I say? What must I do? To show how much, I think about freakin you What must I say? What must I do? To show how much, I think about freakin you Every freakin night and freakin day I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin way Every freakin night and freakin day I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin way Every freakin night and freakin day I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin way Every freakin night and freakin day I wanna freak you, baby, in, baby, in, baby, in Ive been drinkin and I dont drink But Im on point, or am I point blank? I said I love you, then my phone blinked She said, I hate you, I told her dont hate She got me thinkin when I cant think She got me singin, she said, You not Drake She got a condo and got a crime rate I let her kill me, I reincarnate She got on leggings, them Gucci red-greens Told her I aint even know that Gucci made these She took em clean off and I went clean off I got my freak on and then I cleaned off Tunechi Freakin you What must I say? What must I do? Every freakin night and freakin day I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin way Every freakin night and freakin day I wanna freak you, baby, in, baby, in, baby, in Yeah, you wanna freak I wanna see, when are you free? Ive been OT And she my freak ho, wet up the sheets I got a pink toe, she like to creep Her pussy pink , I bought her mink We got a mink floor, and heated seats Inside the Rolls rollin down the street Her Cuban rose gold with plenty Vs We overseas , I bought her Cs And every other day she wanna freak We on another wave, sex on the beach She dont know what to say Freakin you What must I say? What must I do? Every freakin night and freakin day I wanna freak you, baby, in every freakin way Every freakin night and freakin day I wanna freak you, baby, in... Every time I close my eyes I wake up feeling so horny I cant get you outta my mind Sexin you be all I see I would give anything Just to make you understand me I dont give a damn about nothin else Freakin you is all I need Tonight, I need your body Tonight, you got my time Tonight, you wont be sorry... What must I say? What must I do? To show you how much I think about freakin you, you, you, you, you...

Wheezy outta here Lotta money, I can have a cash war Flew back across the water with a passport Lamborghini Urus is a fast car Im around the world, securin me a bag, boy Call the bro neighbor like he next door Rolls Royce, got carpet on the floorboard Hundred thousand dollars on auto Those stylist people callin me Drip Lord Keep it hardcore Pop an addy while Im ridin to meet Tom Ford Show real love When I ride with these niggas Id kill for We stood tough Means then we aint switchin, we the same us Were on the real, nothin aint changed us White Range Rover with the beige guts Cant save em Kicked her out after I slayed her Been got sauce, I got flavor Saks Fifth, ho, you dreamt it, I paid for New crib, got a lot of acres The way you suck, you can get an A plus If she break, you can get your brain bust Get a check and go and get your chain bust Get a check and go and get your chain bust Got Eliantte, get you real rocks Three color diamonds on your wrist I have three or four, you can get a plain watch Hundred twenty thousand on the plane, watch Rose gold Richard Mille, what you aint got Pop a pussy nigga, leave him shell shocked Im a bigger dripper with Chanel socks Lotta money, I can have a cash war Flew back across the water with a passport Lamborghini Urus is a fast car Im around the world, securin me a bag, boy Call the bro neighbor like he next door Rolls Royce, got carpet on the floorboard Hundred thousand dollars on auto Those stylist people callin me Drip Lord Keep it hardcore Pop an addy while Im ridin to meet Tom Ford Show real love When I ride with these niggas Id kill for We stood tough Means then we aint switchin, we the same us Were on the real, nothin aint changed us White Range Rover with the beige guts White Range Rover with the beige guts Got a table, had to pay and she paid, boss She wax her pussy, she dont use a razor Diggin in it like Im tryna dig a grave, huh Why you wanna ask me for a favor? Swear to God that wont work in your favor Stack a lot of cash, I got layers I been ballin in LA, feel like a Laker Ridin on my nigga, get a pay cut When the milli come inside, were the makers Red and black Bentley like a Raider Run it to your front door like a cater Jump man, Im an alligator When I buy it, I get the shit tailored Told her lets play whoever tried to play us Should I diss em? Nah, nigga feelin way up Lotta money, I can have a cash war Flew back across the water with a passport Lamborghini Urus is a fast car Im around the world, securin me a bag, boy Call the bro neighbor like he next door Rolls Royce, got carpet on the floorboard Hundred thousand dollars on auto Those stylist people callin me Drip Lord Keep it hardcore Pop an addy while Im ridin to meet Tom Ford Show real love When I ride with these niggas Id kill for We stood tough Means then we aint switchin, we the same us Were on the real, nothin aint changed us White Range Rover with the beige guts

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I dont know what its like to stop Ayy Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Different strokes with a big thot Micro Draco got big knots To any rapper, this a big swap Lifetime goal, call the big shots Uh, if you cant stand him, go sit his ass down like a desktop , woo Thankin the Lord that my nigga made it out of the cell block, woo Keep it one hundred, my oath was never to tell cops, yeah My seals popped, I been mixin this Act with the cherry pop, yeah Black matte the pano-ca-ramics, these niggasll never catch up, yeah I gotta tiptoe your pussy, my flask is Red Sox I had to tell that lil thottie she walkin on tight rocks , yeah Keep a dramatic lil baddie on top of the top floor Big slap on the wrist, I learned my lessons Way too many millions to be cappin Squirt on her titty, now she think she know us And I keep a 40 on my waistline You know, you know, you know, you know You know, you know, you know, yeah You know, you know, you know, you know You know, you know, you know, you know Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Big drip on me, VVs on me, congratulate myself Got that on me, live like Tony, AR on the shelf Light speed with emotion, melody I made myself Big Bs on me, yeah Ice, I just need my AP, no presi, I stay to myself, wavy Gold teeth, niggas cant bite me, this aint no rabies Blame me, oh, why you wanna blame me? These bitches be crazy Blessing, come follow me, baby, teach you a lesson Got a couple cars for a couple hoes, might fuck em all in my whip Come through in this carpool, I skrrt-skrrt and we dip Ima pray to God for purple rain, that double cup, I sip Ooh, fantasies, Ill show you that its real Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Big slime Youre talkin to the big slime We get a b-dub in Magic I think this might be a classic I hid some racks in the attic Im on a 30 P, Addy I got an addiction to fashion I walk in the club with that static Im just tryna get me a backend Tell my driver to pull up, then back in Helicopter to fly over traffic On my grind, aint no time for relaxin Spend it up, I been bringin that cash in Ima go grab that Maybach wagon Think Im headed to space age status I might go cop that big boy Patek She was takin a picture, uh, uh She was takin a picture with my jacket Just dont buck cause these bitches really petty Im controllin the stick like it was Madden Ima get up and make me something happen Aint no use in me wastin my talent We never lackin Im smokin Woods like a cabin I put my bitch in some fast shit Turn my whole crib to a palace In London, Im shoppin at Harrods All this money, we bout to get married Niggas runnin they mouth like a parrot Im a bunny, I keep me some carats Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Different strokes with a big thot Micro Draco got big knots To any rapper, this a big swap Lifetime goal, call the big shots Got the Glock on my side, but the FN my main bitch We done got rich, but I cannot get caught with the same bitch I got some hoes in LA and they speak different language Drop off the Porsche, and I brought me some work in the bank Whole lot of racks and this shit still aint changin Used to be juggin and traffickin bows And I came up with some killers and you cannot trap if you dont got no pole All of my niggas, they millionaires, they think we sellin our souls Im never tellin her no I get the head and I go Ima go run up some more Stack up that paper, not stuntin these niggas at all Cakin that bitch, she a freak, and I beat up her walls Pull up my pants right after I fuck her like I gotta leave, but I never call I fucked her friend, she say Im a dog Wont settle for less, we want it all Got a Glock on my side, but its more like my main bitch, woah Keep it real, baby girl, Im the one you could bank with Yeah, keep it real, Im the one thats not with the banquet No, not with that stank shit Fix your attitude or I ride with a bad bitch You talkin to the big slime Different strokes with a big thot Micro Draco got big knots To any rapper, this a big swap Lifetime goal, call the big shots

Blasian on the track, boy We coming from broken homes My niggas still smoking cones And bitches knowing all the songs The Rollie need frozen stones And we be trapping on them phones like BT And she aint ever phoning home like E.T I be in the coldest zones I fuck her with the Rolex on Yeah The price too low, we ain’t pulling up to that show Im repping for the O, the CEO, and I got the shooters on go I made a type of money I aint seen before Paying out the lord, tryna beat the law It’s 4 AM, I might creep some more Bad little bitch, she gon freak some more Yeah, yeah, uh The bottom aint a place for me Im running to the money impatiently In a room full of niggas you would hate to meet All I ever did is wait patiently But that was never getting none done for me We strapped on the body like dungarees She wanna fuck the kid and make love with me The zone still lit, and you know the throne still lit, ayy You smoking one spliff, Im smoking one zip I tell em niggas get it how you live, yeah Youre looking at your wrist, and you aint got a crib I tell them niggas get it how you live, yeah We’re buying more bricks, we’re buying more sticks They told me I should get it how I live We coming from broken homes My niggas still smoking cones And bitches knowing all the songs The Rollie need frozen stones And we be trapping on them phones like BT And she aint ever phoning home like E.T I be in the coldest zones I fuck her with the Rolex on Brown sugar, I was just rolling stones Heron Preston long black coat Heroin in my pores I was in an all black cab with a bad b She had to ask if this is Fake Taxi Need to take this kilo home Nokia, all my phones Still stressed, got a broken dome Bought a ting just to match my clothes No face, no case, straight ace Wimbledon Rolex on Nafe could’ve hit her with the ice on deck No Riz gotta bill it with Smallz No, prick, I dont answer your calls Broken homes and it wasnt my fault Got some bags in a bag in the vault Got some dude from Swiss on my coat This aint no joke Jugg on my own Got me a house on the road I’m real and its all in my bone Broken homes but I didnt fold I got me some cash and it doesnt fold I smoke me a zip, I sign out from the world We coming from broken homes My niggas still smoking cones And bitches knowing all the songs The Rollie need frozen stones And we be trapping on them phones like BT And she aint ever phoning home like E.T I be in the coldest zones I fuck her with the Rolex on I fuck her with the Rolex on I fuck her to all of my songs I put a chandelier in my home Im hopping on a Lear and Im gone I fuck her like a dog need a bone And my thirty-pointer chokers all rose Now I spend a hundred thousand on clothes Fashion week, I did a video for Vogue Ask around, I been off the porch Her ass fat and her hair real long Skinny nigga and Im smokin on the narcs Run 4 and I get in my zone In the kitchen, had to cook it with a fork Lifes changed now my car is a Porsche And that nigga dripping harder then ya boy So now my niggas have a party with ya whore Hit the club and pop a bottle with ya boy We got money, gotta let these bitches know Paint a picture, got a A+ in art In MIA with the top out the car Want a star, so I iced out the star Fuck the cops, we dont live by the law He a bitch, I been rich with a saw You lil niggas dont know what I saw We coming from broken homes My niggas still smoking cones And bitches knowing all the songs The Rollie need frozen stones And we be trapping on them phones like BT And she aint ever phoning home like E.T I be in the coldest zones I fuck her with the Rolex on

Yeah, yeah, slime Gucci rag for my shoes, they look dirty Gucci rag for my , they look dirty, yeah Yeah Jeffery I cant do nothin with that bitch the way she flodgin Wrapped a million up, aint none of my dogs starvin Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon Couple hoes, they ménage à trois me Gucci rag for my shoes, they look dirty I got thirty new bitches like Im Curry Bought the Rolls-Royce and came through Bleveland swerving I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls-Royce curtains Okay, if you seen her with me you know she workin Okay, I just spent a quarter mil on purses I have never settled for a bitch that swerves me Oh, yeah, oh Yeah, Balenciaga Triple S, the furs with em My niggas call me CVS, I keep the syrup with me Purple Act, purple kush, purple Percs, nigga I tote Fear of God by the jeans with the skirts, nigga I was badmon way before you jerked, nigga I know Chanel personal work cellular I know, Im the GOAT, I know All four of my pockets got the Klumps, Im Eddie Murphy Gucci rag for my shoes, they look dirty I got thirty new bitches like Im Curry Bought the Rolls-Royce and came through Bleveland swerving I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls-Royce curtains Yeah, I cant do nothin with the bitch, just know she stalkin Wrapped a million up, aint none of my niggas starvin Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon Couple hoes, they ménage à trois-in How the hell my trunk fit a whole engine? Im tryna see if my pockets can fit a whole million Niggas be plottin, the reason I tote a semi YSL my partners, we back to back in these Bentleys You niggas keep stealin my drip, Ima need a percentage Just got some head from your bitch, I aint even wanna hit it Mix Hi-Tech red with this Act, I feel like like a chemist Pop a jaw to your dome, bring it back, yeah, slatt business Slime was the first to take me cross the border Walked inside of Saks and spent a quarter Ride on the back of your ho like a spoiler Young GunWunna a GOAT in that order Me and Booka Loc bout to go to Bora Bora Rode the four-door Porsche and it had my voice hoarse Went to fifty states and back on a world tour Human Races, I came a long way from Diadoras I just made one of my bitches take my other bitch some paper out in LA Yeah, I just made one of my girls take my other girl some paper out in LA Told them they have a two-way til I arrive Told them they have a two-way til I arrive, yeah All my guys mob-tied Gucci rag for my shoes, they look dirty I got thirty new bitches like Im Curry Bought the Rolls-Royce and came through Bleveland swerving I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls-Royce curtains Yeah, I cant do nothin with the bitch, just know she stalkin Wrapped a million up, aint none of my niggas starvin Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon Couple hoes, they ménage à trois-in

DMac, pop your shit, DMac, pop your shit, yeah Yeah, Dubai, foreign whips Valet car at Phipps Extended war clips I dont got a boring bitch Im coppin Dior kicks I pour at least a four or six I let her eat the whole dick Yeah, real big drip Lick on the tip She got big titties, no milk We meet in bedroom like silk Eat it, eat up the drip Eat it, eat up the drip Eat it, eat up the drip Eat it, eat up the drip Audemar plain Nah, we not the same Drip, get fly like a plane Icy mouth, Johnny Dang Blue face jubilee cause I bang Copped the Cartier whip, the woodgrain Its a table inside of the Range Young Gun want it, its out of your range Diamonds came out of the mine I can see more dollar signs Its a coupe, but the backseat recline With no roof, all I see is the sky Hundred straps, one at a time Multi-billionaire minds The condo aint bigger than mine I see Elliot for the shine Yeah, Dubai, foreign whips Valet car at Phipps Extended war clips I dont got a boring bitch Im coppin Dior kicks I pour at least a four or six I let her eat the whole dick Yeah, real big drip Lick on the tip She got big titties, no milk We meet in bedroom like silk Eat it, eat up the drip Eat it, eat up the drip Eat it, eat up the drip Eat it, eat up the drip Pockets on stuffed, bout to bust open When you pourin that Tuss, pour a lil over Like fuckin these bitches by twos now Already won, how can I lose now? Put the switch on the Glock, now the Glock a fully Pull the trigger, it start rainin bullets All they seen was some double Cs Black male, Chanel hoodie Yeah My bitch bad, I give her allowance You so broke, come buy her a sandwich I blow her mind, power outage She wanna be with me every other week Heavy schedule , just wont allow it I told em, Eat up the drip like a buffet on a plate Diamond mouth, expensive taste Im really havin my way in it Bought the foreign just to play in it Nike backpack, got the K in it Straight to the jet, no delayin it I got them everlasting racks Saks Fifths, I can spend a whole day in it Pulled out while Im fuckin her Evicted the pussy, couldnt stay in it Yeah, Dubai, foreign whips Valet car at Phipps Extended war clips I dont got a boring bitch Im coppin Dior kicks I pour at least a four or six I let her eat the whole dick Yeah, real big drip Lick on the tip She got big titties, no milk We meet in bedroom like silk Eat it, eat up the drip Eat it, eat up the drip Eat it, eat up the drip Eat it, eat up the drip The drip The splash The drip The splash TooBangin

I need therapy, wanna retail today and spend thousands, ayy Ima get my head cloudy, don’t wanna have a memory of anything Ayy Put away your problems I dont sell drugs, I cop em I be livin life all wrong I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin’ right, yeah I ain’t livin right, uh, I ain’t livin right, yeah I aint livin right, uh, I ain’t livin right, yeah I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah, oh I aint livin right We from different sides I done sacrificed, and it made me a mastermind I done switched lanes, Bentley coupe got frog eyes We got rich, hey, and I still got mob ties Never sober, I always be high I be most likely baggin a nine Aint no question, my niggas gon ride You a bitch, you throw rocks and go hide I just mixed the Ciroc and some red Couldnt pick one, it was hard to decide Hit my niece, then I talk to the don Got a new Bentley, the seat can massage In the P.H., just me and my niggas we alright On the P.J., sippin codeine on long flights Damn, I forgot her name, only fucked her for one night To give my Rollies rage, know young Gunna aint livin right And they put away my problems I dont sell drugs, I cop em I be livin life all wrong I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah, oh Forgiatos spinnin They look like my diamonds Bitch, my Glock got a twin Man thats two times Im on two percs again Something dont feel right But this shit real right, slatt This shit real right? Uh This that pure white crack Yo mom need that Lord knows she needed them nickel blows to function This that new Maybach, Ima speed in it, uh Roll some tree in it, uh, fuck a freak in it, uh Ima do me in it Timid, all these niggas timid, uh All these niggas pussy, uh Codeine in my sippy cup I chug it, dont sip a lot Your bitch on my dick a lot I guess thats not your bitch, uh Funny, laughing to the bank and its funny Perky in my brain, Im a junkie, uh Uh, not a dummy, lotta cash Im a dummy, Im a spaz Chopper leave your ass in the quick past Everyday I dash to the quick cash I get that Gun on my hip, I cant risk that Desert eagle, I shoot, knock my wrist back And they put away my problems I dont sell drugs, I cop em I be livin life all wrong I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah I aint livin right, uh, I aint livin right, yeah, oh Tryna put away my problems I got drugs, can I cop? Ive been livin life wrong Yeah Aint livin right at all

Call me insane Ima pour up a pint Tryna take away the pain Got me going through some things Goin through some things I dont want the fame You know why I came Goin through some changes Im tryna make some changes Tryna get through these phases Goin through a phase Goin through a phase I dont want to lay Im gonna get paid Get my momma a raise I just got some new Vlone Had to do this shit on my own Aint no nigga put me on Aint no nigga put me on Aint no nigga put me on You could hear this shit in my soul Always put heart in my song These niggas thought I was starving I was eating filet minion The bitch was dubbin my call log Now the bitch is blowin up my phone Niggas still ridin with that sawed off But I keep the K in my home Had my niggas shop that hard ball All my niggas gonna ball I got these bitches in L.A. My bro still got bricks from out of state He put that icin on the cake I got some ice on, I can skate I need some cash, I cannot wait You get some bags, Im servin weight Im tryna find a cheaper rate I got some racks up out the paint I hope you didnt lie, thats all I say My bro lost his life for heavens sake I was just broke they can’t relate Ma I told you we gon see better days Told you Im goin through a phase Im talkin bout that time I fought the case Real bosses take losses everyday Know the lord, he wont let me lose my faith Call me insane Ima pour up a pint Tryna take away the pain Got me going through some things Goin through some things I dont want the fame You know why I came Goin through some changes Im tryna make some changes Tryna get through these phases Goin through a phase Goin through a phase I dont want to lay Im gonna get paid Get my momma a raise Lotta my real friends dead Lost a couple homies to the feds Man this shit was all I read Im just tryna hold my head Im just tryna hold my head And I need to shake up my hand Cause Im tryna countin these bands He done made his life a lot harder Now he got to lay in his bed I remember ridin wit no father Nigga still tryna get in his bag Then we had a whole lot of problems Til them niggas started servin bags Then them niggas start poppin tags Pullin off a lot paper tags We brought these whips home without a lease I put that shit on without a crease I pour up a four and I get geeked Im still taking S, I cannot sleep I know mama want the best for me I hope they dont come and test a G They know that these necklaces nothin cheap And I know these niggas play for keeps And we at the top you cannot reach My niggas work but not for free I drip these verses on the beat You niggas gon have to pay for me Dinero is the only thing I see Im tryna put the ice up, Philippe Yeah, Gunna he really from the street I bossed up and let my brothers eat Call me insane Ima pour up a pint Tryna take away the pain Got me going through some things Goin through some things I dont want the fame You know why I came Goin through some changes Im tryna make some changes Tryna get through these phases Goin through a phase Goin through a phase I dont want to lay Im gonna get paid Get my momma a raise

I took a risk, now the Presi is water Watchin’ my watch, then you watchin a quarter Get rich and never go broke, thats one hundred Get rich and never go broke, that’s one hundred Bought a street sweeper to clean up the street  Coupe like a creature, new shoes on the feet Boy, watch your tone when you talkin to me Lotta Daytona like Miami heat Made me an M fore the end of the week Close to two million you add up the fleet I make a killin, I rap on the beat Now my car Tempur-Pedic, massagin the seats All of the hatin, that made me a beast We bought the latest, no top on the V New two-tone Maybach, it cost a cool quarter Get rich and dont go broke and that is an order Might need me a speedboat, I got all this water Might take me a freak ho, I go ’cross the border She came with that deepthroat and went on and swallowed My niggas is lethal and we all immortal Might go back to Polo, I’m wearin all these horses I spent fifty thousand on all-white Air Forces I made like five million, that’s just on endorsements No way, aint no way Ima stop this recordin I’m highly sedated and floatin like Jordan These checks steady clearin, there aint no way to void it My jeans are by fit but this drip right from Fortune And no nigga, I fear, I aint go for extortion Hop on the Lear to Clearport, I board it Blood, sweat, and tears, Im workin my hardest Diamond-shaped pears, my necklace retarded Catch too many stares, you become my target Im stoned, I dont care, dont wanna be heartless Be steppin on stairs, it look like a faucet At least a whole M inside of my closet We ball wit no gym, they must thought I lost it Bought a street sweeper to clean up the street Coupe like a creature, new shoes on the feet Boy, watch your tone when you talkin to me Lotta Daytona like Miami heat Made me an M fore the end of the week Close to two million you add up the fleet I make a killin, I rap on the beat Now my car Tempur-Pedic, massagin the seats All of the hatin, that made me a beast We bought the latest, no top on the V New two-tone Maybach, it cost a cool quarter Get rich and dont go broke and that is an order Might need me a speedboat, I got all this water Might take me a freak ho, I go cross the border She came with that deepthroat and went on and swallowed My niggas is lethal and we all immortal Took some more drugs, now that Im up Now that Im stuck, aint no more love Carats on my ear, but I coulda bought a truck I had to cook the dope up on a Sunday Sold it so quick, had to re-up on Monday Strap with that Uzi, got Marni on Marni High price pussy, you can keep the receipt Ran up an M, now Im goin for a B Bought a street sweeper, Im sweepin the streets Chrome Hearts skinnies but the pockets obese Charge one M cause the talk aint cheap Cocaine white, put my wrist on fleek The Rollie Daytona, got Miami heat All of that envy, it made me a beast Look at my Audemars drippin in water Get richer and richer, yeah, that is an order Hit it one time, then go Google your name Emeralds on Cartiers and Chrome Heart frames Dash in the coupe, bout to buy me a plane Swallow lil bitch, got em rockin my chain Tie my shoes, bitch, kneel at my feet Phantom came with an umbrella and two keys Drinkin on R made the pill increase Got NBA money and Im MVP Bought a street sweeper to clean up the street Coupe like a creature, new shoes on the feet Boy, watch your tone when you talkin to me Lotta Daytona like Miami heat Made me an M fore the end of the week Close to two million you add up the fleet I make a killin, I rap on the beat Now my car Tempur-Pedic, massagin the seats All of the hatin, that made me a beast We bought the latest, no top on the V New two-tone Maybach, it cost a cool quarter Get rich and dont go broke and that is an order Might need me a speedboat, I got all this water Might take me a freak ho, I go cross the border She came with that deepthroat and went on and swallowed My niggas is lethal and we all immortal

Where Im from, they shootin shit up odee Probably cause we aint got no OGs Dont start judgin if you dont know me Had a bad relationship with codeine Dripping every day, Im so fresh, so clean Quality stones, VVS on me You fucking with a G, I love to take E Got like forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans It dont cost jack, get you whacked for free I dont eat steak, but Im ready for beef Told you that I quit, but I still pop beans Grindin at night til I crack my teeth Brought the poles, gotta keep two at least Half a brick gone, three, four for a piece My brother hit a lick for five, six keys Now he got the same AP as me My brother got the same AP as me Im smoking Biscotti, I dont smoke OG I bought your bitch a Masi for seventy Gs I told her come and ride it for a little Celine I pull out that convertible just for the breeze I let my lil nephew hold an SRT We pullin up on Elliot for real VVs Made a million off of streaming, I was sellin CDs I call her my lil freak and she get it off me She give a nigga head while Im playin in her weave I got too many vibes, I brought sand to the beach Me and NAV gettin high when we on a shoppin spree Double cup, styrofoam, fill it with codeine I need it every day, and dont tell me Im a fiend You can really feel it when you chewin on a bean I been out my mind, fuckin bitches by the threes Speedin in the Benz and the tank on E You gotta go and get it, dont nothin come free Im standin rock solid, bitin harder than teeth Wear Rick Owens denim with the Chrome Heart tees We some big dawgs and way out of your league I spend it in the mall, twenty thousand on jeans Me and Wheezy Wave havin codeine dreams Nigga play with me, hell spray at your tee Where Im from, they shootin shit up odee Probably cause we aint got no OGs Dont start judgin if you dont know me Had a bad relationship with codeine Dripping every day, Im so fresh, so clean Quality stones, VVS on me You fucking with a G, I love to take E Got like forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans It dont cost jack, get you whacked for free I dont eat steak, but Im ready for beef Told you that I quit, but I still pop beans Grindin at night til I crack my teeth Brought the poles, gotta keep two at least Half a brick gone, three, four for a piece My brother hit a lick for five, six keys Now he got the same AP as me LV pants got a permanent crease You aint got nothin on I aint seen Runnin out of time, I increased my speed Yeah, it feel good buyin watches for the team Different designers wrapped round my feet Rocking Dior with flowers and bees You was talkin shit, now your ass gettin beat Kick you in the face with an Off-White cleat I was splitting tickets on the TTC You know I stay with S-L-I-M-Es My whole city beefin, mad cow disease Play with us, you must wanna D-I-E Lately, all these rappers all C-A-P When Im off the Addys, I dont E-A-T Its hard getting S-L-E-E-P Prayin bros get F-R-E-E Where Im from, they shootin shit up odee Probably cause we aint got no OGs Dont start judgin if you dont know me Had a bad relationship with codeine Dripping every day, Im so fresh, so clean Quality stones, VVS on me You fucking with a G, I love to take E Got like forty racks stuffed inside of my jeans It dont cost jack, get you whacked for free I dont eat steak, but Im ready for beef Told you that I quit, but I still pop beans Grindin at night til I crack my teeth Brought the poles, gotta keep two at least Half a brick gone, three, four for a piece My brother hit a lick for five, six keys Now he got the same AP as me

I aint sellin my soul I just need to slow down We got London On Da Track I aint sellin my soul I just need to slow down Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Gunna, he the real dripper Tight Balmain denim Rockstar style killer Got choppers like a wild villain Bitch, let me dig in her I done left my kids in her I been trappin since a jit And you lookin at a mid dealer Diamonds shinin like a lighthouse Ten thousand on me right now Seven grams of the dark stuff Baby boy need to pipe down Gettin slices of the bread now Keepin track like a head count I been countin cash in every route Its been hard to book a show south I been on the road Im about to roll out Do you wanna roll? Need to let me know now I been movin slow I just need to slow down Bout to cop a Rolls Aint sellin my soul I just use her just for sex Im a send the bitch a text later Im that boy that coppin all flavors New Guccis, they was all gators Black diamond like Darth Vader In the booth, still countin paper Gotta chance it, Im a risk taker Now the chopper got round like Haiti Hangin with some Slimes, you aint my kind Nigga, stop lyin, you a faker Im readin your sign , pick up your vibe Fuck around and meet your maker Nigga, might pop your tater Glock in the sock gon rock your cranium Aint got nothing else to say to you Im stompin you out with the latest shoe I been on the road Im about to roll out Do you wanna roll? Need to let me know now I been movin slow I just need to slow down Bout to cop a Rolls Aint sellin my soul Aint sellin my soul I just need to slow down We got London on da Track aint sellin my soul We got Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you more, nigga I just need to slow down

Uh, uh Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach, uh Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by the batch Me and the bros whippin Rolls back to back  Powdered toes, body toned, waist snatched Money long and my soul unmatched I let her roll, quickly got her attached And we done rose from the bottom of the map We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed, yeah Super clean, spiffy, yeah, out the gutter Bank account got millions, yeah, commas Shady, slimy, baby, yeah , iguana Diamonds dancin, Elliot , yeah, pointers Fuckin up the winter, yeah, and summer Shawty say she want a man, yeah, Wunna And she got that super head, head hunter Drippin in designer, yeah, no Timmy Turner Take a trip to Cabo , I might go to Maui Somewhere in the clouds , chillin in the sky, oh I got marble tile , and Givenchy towels You do it for the clout, I make my money sprout, Im fresher than the Dial Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach, uh Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by the batch Me and the bros whippin Rolls back to back Powdered toes, body toned, waist snatched Money long and my soul unmatched I let her roll, quickly got her attached And we done rose from the bottom of the map We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed, yeah Im quarantine clean, but got a slime disease I got hoes on they knees and not tryin to leave Time to floss cause I got money right behind my teeth We done loaded up in this war, now I gotta hide my niece I got my mamas in the boondocks She livin underground, eatin like a caveman She livin underground, dressin like a caveman I bought my dawg a house, its no longer vacant Why would a disease come around when you get rich? Seem like when you get money, rape come easy for a bitch I skate off to the house and I just locked myself in Seem like thats the only way niggas dodgin the pen Go sit with God on Saturday, aint got nothin to do with my sins I just dont wanna succeed and feel like He aint got a damn thing to do with this Knowin the reason Im up is cause I stayed true to this Now Im at the dealership, pickin out the coupe it is Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed Got my pillows in my Benz Maybach, uh Chips Ahoy, I got hoes by the batch Me and the bros whippin Rolls back to back Powdered toes, body toned, waist snatched Money long and my soul unmatched I let her roll, quickly got her attached And we done rose from the bottom of the map We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed, yeah We done rose from the bottom of the map, yeah Yeah, Im quarantine clean, so relaxed

Makers Run that back, Turbo Heres a tissue, wipe the tears from your eye Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin in the sky You get your wish, we got them sticks and we gon slide Keep yourself a pistol and make sure you stay all eyes Shoot like Derek Fisher, aint no nigga cross the line Told her I aint got no mistress, but I know she think Im lyin Oh, you can be my vibe but Im not lookin for a bride Six, seven, eight, nine foreigns when I open the garage Niggas pillow talking, I can barely get a time Dead fresh, out a coffin, Playboy VLONE cover my spine Fuck that extra talkin, pull up, spin the whole block, and then ride Dracos, ARs, Glocks, and carbons, put in the work for your side Keepin it real, I just had to realize Got caught and he aint tell, he stood up and took the time I got them on my trail and I still aint in my prime Im just tryna live, keep my people out of bounds I done kept it solid, this shit ours, it aint mine I done changed the climate, got this fuckin money flyin Backwood fill of Biscotti and I heard you smokin pine Barely see somebody, to that bullshit, I went blind Heres a tissue, wipe the tears from your eye Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin in the sky You get your wish, we got them sticks and we gon slide Keep yourself a pistol and make sure you stay all eyes Shoot like Derek Fisher, aint no nigga cross the line Told her I aint got no mistress, but I know she think Im lyin Oh, you can be my vibe but Im not lookin for a bride Six, seven, eight, nine foreigns when I open the garage Penthouse feel like heaven when I wake from a ménage I got every kinda color car in my garage Intercontinental with my bitch and a massage Buy a lot of diamonds, I flash my money, I like to floss, yeah My little shooters stay on point, all I do is throw assists We locked in together forever, thats if Im poor or rich Make em call me Papa Bear, the way I get that porridge Walk inside the club and it start stormin I came in a foreign, I cant stop from goin in Got too many dawgs who in the sky, cant let em score again Ask God for forgiveness, then go out and commit sin again They say that we already won, Im tryna win again, yeah Heres a tissue, wipe the tears from your eye Wish I still could see you, my dawgs livin in the sky You get your wish, we got them sticks and we gon slide Keep yourself a pistol and make sure you stay all eyes Shoot like Derek Fisher, aint no nigga cross the line Told her I aint got no mistress, but I know she think Im lyin Oh, you can be my vibe but Im not lookin for a bride Six, seven, eight, nine foreigns when I open the garage

If young Metro dont trust you Im gon shoot you Yeah She thicker than Hannah Montana I fuck on that bitch with a Gucci bandana 2018 the Porsche Panamara I got some racks on me, bitch, aint no scammer She let me dig in her gut like an animal I drop a deuce and a four in the Fanta Mister Young Gunna, I came from Atlanta I been drippin shit, you gon need an umbrella, yeah, yeah, yeah Marc Jacob Jacket, this expensive leather The syrup and the percs got me floatin like a feather Broke that hoe heart and didnt write her no letter Ima go hard, feel like I be gettin better And that Goyard, bout to fill it with cheddar I dont want talk, bitch, dont give me no lecture Bitch, Im a boss and you know I cant let up Yeah I can only do it for a profit Only hit the bank for deposit Racks and designer my wallet Some bad bitches waiting in the lobby Takin off on these lames like a rocket Gettin cash aint a thing, its a hobby Valentino all over my body Like ooh, dont wanna talk, ooh Lil bitch, just give me them jaws , ooh Told her I dont wanna stall, ooh Now lick the tip and lick the balls, ooh In front of your friends, I said pause, ooh In front of your bitch I said uh, vroom Gunna and I back to back with the drops So many diamonds, I flooded the rocks Gucci my sweater and Gucci my socks The guap, it wont stop, Maison my flip flop Boy, you need to stop, you wifin that thot Your bitch play hopscotch, yeah, with my whole squad Got boys on the block that whippin the pot Dont wanna talk money, I get that a lot That bitch that you with, boy, I hit that a lot She got a lick that gon stick to the car Ooh, ooh, put it in her spine Ooh, suck it up, make her go blind Ooh, ooh, smokin on pine Ooh, my lil bitch so fine Ooh, ooh, favorite color lime Oops, my bad, favorite color slime Woah, had to let go of my bad bitch, yeah But I still never dropped a dime Had to downgrade to a nine My new bitch on a 30 Shot a fuck nigga, then act like Im blind Dumbass nigga, yeah, better read the signs Dud ass nigga, better not cross the line Pull up with my niggas and none of em kind Pull up with your niggas and none of em ride Pull up that SLS, doors suicide Ride in my Hellcat, blue Benji diet Paramore rockstar, lets have a riot Nowadays Im the man, I try to fight it Aint touch her, she wet, man, that girl too excited She gave me top, the cum made me silent She gave me brain, turn me to a psychic Yeah I can only do it for a profit Only hit the bank for deposit Racks and designer my wallet Some bad bitches waitin in the lobby Takin off on these lames like a rocket Gettin cash aint a thing, its a hobby Valentino all over my body

Vicasso on another one Rylo (AMG Benz I dont need no friends) NoCap Lil Marlo, yeah (AMG Benz I dont need no friends) Its just like that She know Im still gettin it by the ton, so she gon masturbate She say, You always call like 4 in the morning, you be callin late She know I beat that pussy, wet in her dress, she be callin me great And I take it right up out that pussy, bust it right in her face She be gold digging, she says she let my bro hit it She let Rylo hit it, then she let NoCap hit it Yeah, we all hit it, stack the blue hundreds, spend the small digits She said you three niggas be so fly, we called it big pimpin, yeah AMG Benz , I dont need no friends I could stare at a marker all day, but wouldnt wanna see the pen We was at county do the race on the Royce, tryna get them Ms When I fuck that woman, Ima give her the boot but I aint gon let her have my Timb She fucked my dawg, that was odd, to get even, Ima go and fuck her friend They murked my dawg, thats all, to get even, we gon murk like three of them Dont test a nigga cause you know these streets gon drive em insane I dropped my PS4 in the mud, this shit a dirty game I remember when they killed my blood The opps went and murked my cousin If he dont like never meet my mama The streets made him my brother That bitch is gon never meet my mama, thats fucked up with no rubber Glued to the bed, gon wake up cold if you dont tuck the cover We gon hit they block, we gon hit they block Gon hit they block, make the Draco stutter I bought a Glock, that bitch got a dick I dont got a pistol no more, I promise I wont hit the gas like the car got a kick Wont hop in that car less it got two hundred I aint seen Mike since he was a jit They gave em a split but he aint get a sundae AMG Benz , I dont need no friends I could stare at a marker all day, but wouldnt wanna see the pen We was at county do the race on the Royce, tryna get them Ms When I fuck that woman, Ima give her the boot but I aint gon let her have my Timb She fucked my dawg, that was odd, to get even, Ima go and fuck her friend They murked my dawg, thats all, to get even, we gon murk like three of them Dont test a nigga cause you know these streets gon drive em insane I dropped my PS4 in the mud, this shit a dirty game Ima hit that pussy like its the lottery I aint buy you Chanel for you to lie to me You know what, fuck that, lie to me Make me feel worth it You know what, fuck that, lie to me Make me feel perfect Me and my niggas, we fuck the same hoes, that aint no problem Ima go buy him a dope bale , I aint gon knock him How the hell Joe stuck in the joint but he cant smoke a blunt? They treated Gino like a terrorist, he was servin bombs AMG Benz , I dont need no friends I could stare at a marker all day, but wouldnt wanna see the pen We was at county do the race on the Royce, tryna get them Ms When I fuck that woman, Ima give her the boot but I aint gon let her have my Timb She fucked my dawg, that was odd, to get even, Ima go and fuck her friend They murked my dawg, thats all, to get even, we gon murk like three of them Dont test a nigga cause you know these streets gon drive em insane I dropped my PS4 in the mud, this shit a dirty game This shit a dirty game Beat that nigga on my mamas curb, that got my first stain Luxury whip, the inside interior got woodgrain This shit spin, turn em into a period, make em bleed, hey This year worldwide, got some in Nigeria like me, ayy VVS diamonds in my jewelry, my shit bling Couple million, thats on my team Me and Lil Marlo want the cream, hey We aint showin no sorrow to your green, ayy AMG Benz , I dont need no friends I could stare at a marker all day, but wouldnt wanna see the pen We was at county do the race on the Royce, tryna get them Ms When I fuck that woman, Ima give her the boot but I aint gon let her have my Timb She fucked my dawg, that was odd, to get even, Ima go and fuck her friend They murked my dawg, thats all, to get even, we gon murk like three of them Dont test a nigga cause you know these streets gon drive em insane I dropped my PS4 in the mud, this shit a dirty game La-la-la AMG Benz I dont need no friends Ha, la-la-la I dropped my PS4 in the mud, this shit a dirty game

Yeah, yeah Yeah, uh Yao Ming, this money tall I just checked the stats, niggas still waitin on me to fall Bitch got drip like me, walkin out in Louis leotard These Turbo Wheezy wave beats got me singin to a guitar Bedspread , Medusa head Matchin my drawers Amiri pants , belt Hermès, drippin it all Goyard backpack stuffed with cash, Im a young don Lifes too fast , baby had to ask can she come Yes you can , yes you can, yes you can Yes you can , dont pack no bags, you can shop when you land Had to make grands, this is all Gods plan, you shoot out the van Went shoppin in Japan, spent more than my show, brought Thugger back some pants Yeah, amen When I pulled up, plushed out Benz, feel like the world was in my hands Thank God, forgave my sins, one of them nights he heard me prayin You got my backend, I bend it off top, aint no playin Every other day is a backend, people relate to what Im sayin On the plane, gotta take Xans Drive the coupe, bought a sedan Sent an invoice, what form of payment is you payin? Take a wire, card or cash You aint got it, lil nigga? Too bad Left the valet with the keys to the Jag Aw, yeah, yeah Ridin in the Rari, got a bitch like Kylie with long hair Couple of stars , to the party on Mars, yeah 23 stories , talkin from the top, at the bottom cant hear Lovin these drugs, so a nigga cant feel Show no fear Comme des Garçons button-down, pick a tear , hard sip Tellin me suck Gunna like seas, this big drip , all lips New whip, new bae, cute face, no waist All hips Yao Ming, this money tall I just checked the stats, niggas still waitin on me to fall Bitch got drip like me, walkin out in Louis leotard These Turbo Wheezy wave beats got me singin to a guitar Bedspread , Medusa head matchin my drawers Amiri pants , belt Hermès, drippin it all Goyard backpack stuffed with cash, Im a young don Lifes too fast , baby had to ask can she come Yes you can , yes you can, yes you can

Only throw it back for the real one You dont fuck with the fake, you want a real one Red underneath the shoes, yeah, the heel one I just got me some new Yeah, Balenciaga hoodie, yeah, the teal one You already know what the deal was Baby got them soft lips, tryna feel some Ill make your dreams come true Slide, I know youre so lonely, just come on inside We could talk or fuck, just let me make you mine Big bags, baguettes, put me in some Number ine Boy, we could be so perfect, I promise that Im worth it, ayy Yeah, we started off as friends And we did in it in a Benz, had me curlin up my toes and We just ridin through the waves, so deep in Boy, you got me open Stay focused, give that boy a whiplash When he dive in it, its like Oh, shit As long as you know this Only throw it back for the real one You dont fuck with the fake, you want a real one Red underneath the shoes, yeah, the heel one I just got me some new Yeah, Balenciaga hoodie, yeah, the teal one You already know what the deal was Baby got them soft lips, tryna feel some Ill make your dreams come true Slide, I know youre so lonely, just come on inside We could talk or fuck, just let me make you mine Big bags, baguettes, put me in some Number ine Boy, we could be so perfect, I promise that Im worth it, ayy It feel like a real one You just gotta take your time with a real one Im just hopin you can ride for a real one How I know you fall in love with a real one? You cryin cause your heart heavy Introduce you to the real, you was so ready On the outside lookin in, everything pretty We rollin like a stolen Benz with no speed limit I wanted to see you do better, now I see you winnin I bought you the Balenci sweater, love the way that its fittin You got that top off, blow the ceiling, its very addicting Young Gunna Wunna here to give you that sexual healing Like a ocean when Im in it Eyes rollin slow motion when I hit it Fuckin on the balcony, you see the whole city Owner of the company worth a couple million Only throw it back for the real one You dont fuck with the fake, you want a real one Red underneath the shoes, yeah, the heel one I just got me some new Yeah, Balenciaga hoodie, yeah, the teal one You already know what the deal was Baby got them soft lips, tryna feel some Ill make your dreams come true Slide, I know youre so lonely, just come on inside We could talk or fuck, just let me make you mine Big bags, baguettes, put me in some Number ine Boy, we could be so perfect, I promise that Im worth it, ayy

Run that back, Turbo Im out the hood, but Im hood melodic I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming Look at all this money, this is our summer Im out the hood, but Im still a hood baby Yeah, Im still going crazy, make these labels pay me Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy Im chasing this paper daily, fuck these niggas who hate me Im a shining star, keep a bodyguard Bitch, I cant be poor, put that Cat in sport Whip like seven more All my kids aint gon have chores Rolex, no Michael Kors Crib come with a gym and a mini-golf course Hittin it off of the slam, and ball in the rim when I score Smoke a lot of grams, you wouldve thought I knew a grower Sip more than an ounce, I never imagined what Id pour Dont know the amount Im out the hood, but Im hood melodic I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming Look at all this money, this is our summer Im out the hood, but Im still a hood baby Yeah, Im still going crazy, make these labels pay me Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy Im chasing this paper daily, fuck these niggas who hate me Ima give em hell Shamu, you a whale Pay my nigga bail My new bitch fine as hell Cocaine polish on her nails One of a kind for real Got her on exotic smell Bitch, you up like shell But that AP time gon tell Send a bale in the mail Damn, we slick and slimey like jail We aint takin no L Nigga better not cross our trail It get hotter than Hell Might dye my dreads blonde like Odell And take up the sales Im out the hood, but Im hood melodic I smoke good narcotics, keep my diamonds polished Throw a dime in Onyx, keep them dollars coming Look at all this money, this is our summer Im out the hood, but Im still a hood baby Yeah, Im still going crazy, make these labels pay me Bought a new Mercedes, I come from where it get crazy Im chasing this paper daily, fuck these niggas who hate me

Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah, oh Oh, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Tony Montana, white diamonds on my wrist and neck I was just controllin the way yall niggas was trollin Led her to my opps, stab you up, and now your bed red I went doctor on that bitch, now she sexy I put a new nose on her face and new chest, chest I put a chain on the bitch, now her neck wet You can call her pawn Mermaid, her hair way too long, yeah I just take ecstasy if shawty takin Percocet, yeah You was tryna fuck the bitch and I was tryna get the neck I was tryna keep it crucial with you on some project shit You was tryna keep it bougie with her, now you never hit, yeah This my anniversary, I had my chopper six years Rose gold Vista, got the temper red, rare Blicky, blicky, real, real, diamonds give me chills Steve Harvey, Benz red, rims solid kill Dennis Rodman, diamonds all colors, woah, woah Clive Christian, all designer colors, woah, woah Ive been mad shoppin in a Sprinter, woah, woah When I get through fuckin, Ima bill her, woah, woah Ima put a ring on her toe, woah, woah Hopes and the dreams what was sold, woah, woah Diamonds of Atlanta, I left em more, woah, woah Ive been gettin supported since the stove, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah, oh Oh, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Bad little nigga Space coupe, panoramic glass in the middle Jewelry box lookin like a bag full of Skittles Underdog, but that bag done got bigger Owner of the house, none of my cars are a rental Room for her and her friends, I pay for all their incidentals Hope you comprehend, I do my songs without a pencil She wanna fuck again, I look for time in my agenda I stuff cash in my denim And Im strapped, Ill hit em I cant be a victim, nah, I cant beat the system And I always put it on, Gucci on my little ones Know some niggas did me a wrong, I never forgive em Me and my whole crew enormous, you niggas little FN and the mini carbons, dont need a hitter I stay high, I smoke a garden, weed in my liver Young Gunna, I beg your pardon, forever dripper Dennis Rodman, diamonds all colors, woah, woah Clive Christian, all designer colors, woah, woah Ive been mad shoppin in a Sprinter, woah, woah When I get through fuckin, Ima bill her, woah, woah Ima put a ring on her toe, woah, woah Hopes and the dreams what was sold, woah, woah Diamonds of Atlanta, I left em more, woah, woah Ive been gettin supported since the stove, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah, oh Oh, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Woah, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah, oh Woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah Oh, woah Woah, woah

Playmakers Run that back, Turbo! Yeah They tryna steal your style, dawg They tryna steal your style, dawg Steady bitin the sounds They tryna steal the sound, dawg You a style stealer, we just ride, nigga Im a big dripper, you a sound stealer I make hits, nigga, ask around Feel like Godzilla Designer to the floor I clean up like a washer Flawless choker round my throat Icy cane like Willy Wonka Said you proud and I was honored Im rockin VVS and pointers Niggas aint drippin like I wanna Matchin CCs with my partner I served on the corner, I got birds on my collar Then done solved all my problems, yeah, I really drip harder I keep syrup in my bottle , I get brain from a model I got green avocado , drug lord like Pablo They tryna steal your style, dawg They tryna steal your style, dawg Steady bitin the sounds They tryna steal the sound, dawg You a style stealer , we just ride, nigga Im a big dripper, you a sound stealer I make hits, nigga , ask around Feel like Godzilla I got shows and they litty, my hoes and they ready Like white walls on that Caddy, I got sauce like spaghetti I ball like Im Manny and my palms sticky, sweaty Niggas soft like a teddy , talk like broads you too petty Yeah, she call me daddy, yeah, I send the addy She aint use an Addy , pulled up in a hurry Wrist on the McFlurry , .30 ball like Curry Had to bag for birdy , count that cash up early They tryna steal your style, dawg They tryna steal your style, dawg Steady bitin the sounds They tryna steal the sound, dawg You a style stealer, we just ride, nigga Im a big dripper, you a sound stealer I make hits, nigga, ask around Drip like Godzilla

I know they aint think wed make it far We done bought a hundred cars We done fucked a hundred broads Went against the odds Whole life, was trippin hard, now we livin large The whole world hear our voice, they know who we are Know they aint think wed make it far Whole lot of hate to dodge, in the prison throwing rocks Time to free my guys Cuz smilin in my face with pain in his eyes Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time 1993, the year a star was born Lot of people know my name, I feel important Said Im on a wave, dont know where Im goin On a whole nother wave, sayin words like a poet She said, GunnaWunna, I love the way you stroke it Fly you in and out of town, my lifestyle not boring I can see you bound to drown, but this drip, you cannot force it Aint no time to lounge around, my son gotta be born rich I aint tryna talk you down cause I know niggas be hardhead Thinkin how they put my brother in the ground, had to pour up more red I been doing circles all around the town, speeding in a Corvette Bitches tryna trap a nigga down, tellin me to have raw sex I know they aint think wed make it far We done bought a hundred cars We done fucked a hundred broads Went against the odds Whole life, was trippin hard, now we livin large The whole world hear our voice, they know who we are Know they aint think wed make it far Whole lot of hate to dodge, in the prison throwing rocks Time to free my guys Cuz smilin in my face with pain in his eyes Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time I dont need no recruit, gang on the way to guard These pussies tryna pull a gangster card Fuck round and hit your girl in front your son Spot full of trees, nigga, its time to hunt My brother gave a life back, he Gods son Godson, my baby mama hate the fact Im on Im on, now the spots, they come with chaperones How come before a million I didnt have no one? Two 40s when I travel and they twins Put a million on a million and get it again Im a living testimony, but I sin Feel like a narcissist, you cant teach a nigga nothin Yeah, yeah I know they aint think wed make it far We done bought a hundred cars We done fucked a hundred broads Went against the odds Whole life, was trippin hard, now we livin large The whole world hear our voice, they know who we are Know they aint think wed make it far Whole lot of hate to dodge, in the prison throwing rocks Time to free my guys Cuz smilin in my face with pain in his eyes Hope he get to catch a wave and change over time

Yeah Rich Gang Uh-huh Come on Yes, I love your physical, but its your energy I got no fear to put you on a pedestal, put all your trust in me I feel like I picked the right time to hit your line Girl, you all mine Anticipatin for a long time Will you verify what I feel inside? Truck the chicken, get a million out the whole ride Fifty Shades of Grey with bitches got em all tied Lamborghinis and Ferraris, youre verified Strawberry, kiwis and greens, you got berry eyes She from Swahili, the color of wild berry eyes How much you sip lean, that lets you know youre verified I got my heart broke, now I keep me a spare tire Im in a tall Rolls Royce truck, I feel very high Fuck a bus, Rolls Royce, yeah, yeah Twist it up, roll a Dutch, yeah, yeah I got tires on the 9, yeah, yeah Sting your body then you die Yeah, I got vibes all on my line, yeah, yeah She just wanna be verified, yeah, yeah Different, I think you one of a kind She from New York, but she dont like to Milly Rock Yes, I love your physical, but its your energy I got no fear to put you on a pedestal, put all your trust in me I feel like I picked the right time to hit your line Girl, you all mine Anticipatin for a long time Will you verify what I feel inside? I dont need a Super Bowl team Throw it on me, my position locked down Fixin your heart from shit before me But you know he wont set you up for let downs Im participating In whatever it is That youre desiring Ill throw the towel in for you Yes, I love your physical, but its your energy I got no fear to put you on a pedestal, put all your trust in me I feel like I picked the right time to hit your line Girl, you all mine Anticipatin for a long time Will you verify what I feel inside? What I feel Yes, I, yeah No fears

Aviator Taurus My bitch a Dirty Diana Young nigga Michael Jackson bad I came to ball, Steve Nash  I wake up, I pop a tag All of my foreigns fast Yeah, I made myself the man Im bout to sign a new advance The millions in demand I took some shrooms with the homie I bought my new bitch a Rollie I would never tell on the code I could parasail if I wanted These niggas aint shell and its showin I could send some shells to your colon I know that young Gunna Wunna chosen Be patient, Im livin in the moment Ask my people, they gon say Im one hundred Ask these pussies, they tryna take me under I wont let em, cant take me out my comfort We send bullets, big bullets by the bundle 2020, Im lookin through a tunnel Cant see fully but know Im seein numbers Bitch so sexy, I fuck without a condom Im an animal straight up out the jungle My bitch a Dirty Diana Young nigga Michael Jackson bad I came to ball, Steve Nash I wake up, I pop a tag All of my foreigns fast Yeah, I made myself the man Im bout to sign new advance The millions in demand I bought me a Maybach, Mercedes Dont mean much, but I know these niggas hatin Pop my shit on the ones that say Im lazy Im on drugs, movin slower than The Matrix She wan make up then press me bout some makeup Trust the joker, you see me in Jamaica If I pour up, its Tropicana flavor I went up since the interview on FADER Bought a Glock with a beam and a laser Brought my strap, I couldnt trust her with the taser She say, Watch him, I know your heart is fatal If you fail then I know that I done made it Fuck the critics, we steady countin paper We like crickets, just jumpin off the table Bout to pour me some syrup, not the maple Watch these girls in the world, they could take you My bitch a Dirty Diana Young nigga Michael Jackson bad I came to ball, Steve Nash I wake up, I pop a tag All of my foreigns fast Yeah, I made myself the man Im bout to sign new advance The millions in demand

Chanel, Gucci, Gucci, handbag, Gucci, Gucci Emilio Pucci, Pucci, I might kiss that coochie, coochie Lambo truck, Im Gucci, Gucci, shirt got snakes, its Gucci, Gucci If you snitch, you ratatouille, duffle bag Gucci, Gucci Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci bedframe Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci headband Stroke her coochie, uh, bought a whoopie, yeah, a red Range Glocks and Uzis, uh, grab the toolie and spray everything Diamonds bling, Pinkie and the Brain when Im switchin lanes Cuban choker cost me a lil change, shitll never change Crip-blue Rover seats, they leather and suede, Young GunWunna paid Never sober, real Biscotti smoker, look like purple haze Me and Durkio, we in the A, watch that Lambo raise You too slow, need to slide on on, I got road rage Money long, this a new two-tone, different watch a day Racks, I paid for her Gucci thong, keep you Gucci, bae Chanel, Gucci, Gucci, handbag, Gucci, Gucci Emilio Pucci, Pucci, I might kiss that coochie, coochie Lambo truck, Im Gucci, Gucci, shirt got snakes, its Gucci, Gucci If you snitch, you ratatouille, duffle bag Gucci, Gucci Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci Gucci gang like Im Lil Pump Im ridin round with some niggas who got the hood turnt She suckin my dick, aint give a shit, I wish she would stunt Designer smoker, smoke my own, I make Chanel Runtz The Gucci pants, I get em tailored, make it a lil short Pitchin pennies, shootin dice, that shit a hood sport That shit You want Celine, I give you these, nigga Gucci store text my phone, they say, You need these I spent the night, I hit the cup, I fell asleep wearin Bronem call me from the trap, they say they keep playin When the world hear this song, they gon keep sayin Aint no Zara, H&M, I told you these pants Chanel, Gucci, Gucci, handbag, Gucci, Gucci Emilio Pucci, Pucci, I might kiss that coochie, coochie Lambo truck, Im Gucci, Gucci, shirt got snakes, its Gucci, Gucci If you snitch, you ratatouille, duffle bag Gucci, Gucci Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci

Metro Boomin want some more nigga I rock Balmains , swerve in all lanes Dont play no games , aint no joke I dont do no hating , aint got no main Let that clip hang , got that pole I rock Balmains, aint no joke I rock Palm Angels, aint no joke I might road rage, swerve in all lanes With my gang gang, til Im gone , yeah Got gas like Amaco , hey Count this cash, I got more , hey Dont need no flash, lightning bolts , hey Smash, I got racks in the dashboard I boarded a jet without my passport Had to cut my ties, you a bad source Informant ass nigga, working task force Yeah I got racks ho And well pass a ho , she want a young Metro Baby girl got the best throat Bitch we going in beast mode I land in Heathrow Please keep my lean cold Givenchy lens I dont see you cheap hoes Sixty five Benz , yeah this the big bro It cost me ten , I got three pedals With my new rare clothes , Im drippin Rick O, oh oh I rock Balmains , swerve in all lanes Dont play no games , aint no joke I dont do no hating , aint got no main Let that clip hang , got that pole I rock Balmains, aint no joke I rock Palm Angels, aint no joke I might road rage, swerve in all lanes With my gang gang, til Im gone , yeah My bitch got cameltoe , hey Sweet like cantaloupe , hey Got my back from off the ropes , hey Live inside the bank, make the deposit though Why the hell you aint sign with Boominati dawg? Snatch me a new coupe, I got it polished though Mansion in L.A., shit look like Mally Mal Ayy I ball , young nigga ball Stand on hundreds tall , fuck up the shopping mall Drippin, I left you the sauce Puttin them racks in the vault I heard you was playing with the sauce We rich and we big as the law Trust me Im keeping it raw My brother be peeping you out Trust in my dog with a paw Cut in the game with a saw Pour up and just fuck what it cost Yeah, this water like Voss Yeah, your ho will get tossed Money done made me a boss I rock Balmains , swerve in all lanes Dont play no games , aint no joke I dont do no hating, aint got no main Let that clip hang , got that pole I rock Balmains, aint no joke I rock Palm Angels, aint no joke I might road rage, swerve in all lanes With my gang gang, til Im gone , yeah

Im in the field, we goin up Told em to cut all the lights out Oh, oh-oh Im in New York, where it be cold Look at my neck, cause its iced out Im in the field, we goin up Told em to cut all the lights out You want a problem? You better think about it Cause that come with a price now I get her go, I do not think about it I dont go with the hype style, yeah You want a problem? Lil bitch, I aint involved Everything that we talked bout still left unresolved Baby, you were just the one playin, thats how I recall it If I look through these Cartiers frames, I dont even see love Stayin up, I get no rest, rest, rest, rest Dont gotta sleep, yeah Fuckin with bitches, the best, best, best, best Shawty conceited Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead You shouldve seen this Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head Then I repeat it Diamonds wet, everywhere I go my diamonds cold, yeah Line em up, we could turn em into dominoes, yeah Ride in the Benz, drop the top, and now my hair in the wind, yeah She at it again, Im at it again, we at it again Real shooters, they gon do what it takes Ski mask, they aint showin the face No FaceTime, that might come with a case Got no time, makin minimum wage Goin hard, you see me out of state Took her home, and now she want to stay Said she mine for tonight, its okay We at it again, we at it again, yeah Im in New York, where it be cold Look at my neck, cause its iced out Im in the field, we goin up Told em to cut all the lights out You want a problem? You better think about it Cause that come with a price now I get her go, I do not think about it I dont go with the hype style, yeah You want a problem? Lil bitch, I aint involved Everything that we talked bout still left unresolved Baby, you were just the one playin, thats how I recall it If I look through these Cartiers frames, I dont even see love Stayin up, I get no rest, rest, rest, rest Dont gotta sleep, yeah Fuckin with bitches, the best, best, best, best Shawty conceited Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead You shouldve seen this Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head Then I repeat it Still eating, I cant even spell drought Its been a long time, I swear to God, I can remember we sleep in the trap house We shop in New York, we shop in Miami, in Vegas we gamble and cash out These rappers play tough, but we always ready and dont really see what the cap bout Put some money on your head, head, head, head, I feel heartless Baguettes in the Rolex on a snow bitch, oh my God Tell promoters send the check and the jet, yeah, I dont bargain Gunna taught you how to dress, nigga, say less, dripping the hardest Im in New York, where it be cold Look at my neck, cause its iced out Im in the field, we goin up Told em to cut all the lights out You want a problem? You better think about it Cause that come with a price now I get her go, I do not think about it I dont go with the hype style, yeah You want a problem? Lil bitch, I aint involved Everything that we talked bout still left unresolved Baby, you were just the one playin, thats how I recall it If I look through these Cartiers frames, I dont even see love Stayin up, I get no rest, rest, rest, rest Dont gotta sleep, yeah Fuckin with bitches, the best, best, best, best Shawty conceited Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead You shouldve seen this Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head Then I repeat it

Hol on, tell em, Wait, baby Hahaha, grrrt, baow These niggas is feds I cant fuck with niggas, I cant fuck with niggas I got a couple niggas thatll let it fly for a couple niggas That a couple niggas is me, they love me cause Pop Smoke for the streets I got that heat in the rocket , say the wrong thing, Ima pop it I got them choppas in the closet , a hundred mill deposit That aint an Uber, thats the feds , I see them niggas watchin I like my bitches redbone , ass fat, Jell-O Lightskin, yellow , black hair by the Regis and Pello I got her squirtin in the cream , I put the Perky in my lean Two thirtys got me leanin , I hope I dont OD Like I ODd at Neimans walked in, a hundred in my jeans The Perc got me teased but I drip when Im leavin I got that Woo shit tatted , iced out Patek As long as you gettin money, dont nothin else matter Shake it, baby , bust it down and get naked, baby Just know you sanctioned, baby Just know you sanctioned, baby I keep that chopper, beretta-tat It aint no stoppin, no lettin up Free all my niggas thats stuck in a cage Hoodie on, lookin fresh, Im a man How you real and you run on your mans? Ill be damned Look, Im comin out with the Peter Pan Lookin for you and your friends Hop in the rocket, go to Venus Im dreamin, Im a genius Hop in the rocket, go to Venus Im dreamin, Im a genius Hop in a rocket, I take off We done came too far to play soft There aint no stoppin, you fuck by the opps Woah, there aint no stoppin my pay short I do my thing, see, niggas try bein like me Im like Fuck it, lets play horse Bitch, Im goated, go look at the streams Hundred pack, I can make on my day off While we talkin bout money, I got mine Richard Millie a quarter, I got time Really come from a block where they murder and slaughter A nigga been orderin Hot 9 If Im slidin, Im takin it, easy Its hot-blockin, they showin me stop signs Know you see it, you not blind Ima only keep dumpin, its my time Aint tryna act tough but they know whats up Ask lawyers, I got mine The security still gon get touched That glizzy gon bust, get out line Evidentially, I put em to shame Still, theres demons on my mind And know that Im not normal, Im just livin on my shine Hop in the rocket, go to Venus Im dreamin, Im a genius Hop in the rocket, go to Venus Im dreamin, Im a genius Yeah, Im stimulated I fuck her better than a vibrator Owe me thirty-five favors That I need sooner or later All of my killers enabled Me and the Woo related Nigga, Im sharp as a razor Everything in my favor Cartier, Times Square I be in New York like The Rangers Every song, I get a M I spent an M, Im back at the label All of my bitches is twins and they do whatever I say so Niggas watchin like the TV, oh Im back, pullin cables I just moved up in my weight class Nigga, we ballin like state champs Hold up, you better think fast , you didnt know your ass All of my niggas off house arrest For his birthday, got a new berretta Smokin, Im high as a bird feather I bought the V for the Vendetta Hop in the rocket, go to Venus Im dreamin, Im a genius Hop in the rocket, go to Venus Im dreamin, Im a genius

Ayy, watch me fade every day in the mornin 2 A.M., yeah Im sippin and Im zonin Watch me move, watch me sway, watch me dip out In a room full of girls Im tryna dig out I just broke all the banks and now Im poed up If she bad, and she boujee then she know us That aint love, that aint trust, that aint me, though Feel a way about you, I dont need ya, no You aint know, bet you know now Fuck you mean you dont know us? Fell in love with a bank, she wanna lay where I stay I want all of my cake Ayy, watch me fade every day in the mornin 2 A.M., yeah, Im sippin and Im zonin Watch me move, watch me sway, watch me dip out In a room full of girls Im tryna dig out I just broke all the banks and now Im poed up If she bad, and she boujee then she know us That aint love, that aint trust, that aint me, though Feel a way about you, I dont need ya, no I keep losin all my shit All night long Im on my way, yeah, so keep Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin all the time, yeah Hope I see tomorrow, how the hell could I know? Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin all the time, yeah Hope I see tomorrow, how the hell could I know? Runnin in that foreign, got 200 in the console Young GunWunna won , got two bitches in my condo I dont talk as much , we just havin money convos Gotta make us one more, shoot up shit like Rondo I can buy a nigga ho with all these hunchos We dont shop on time, we wait until the store closed Gotta work for that Rolex, I want that rose gold Told you once before, this shit aint no joke Ayy, watch me fade every day in the mornin 2 A.M., yeah, Im sippin and Im zonin Watch me move, watch me sway, watch me dip out In a room full of girls Im tryna dig out I just broke all the banks and now Im poed up If she bad, and she boujee then she know us That aint love, that aint trust, that aint me, though Feel a way about you, I dont need ya, no

Yeah, drink this cum, bitch gettin pumped Black bitch, Keke Palmer Yeah, pay for a lifetime on your bundles Yeah, yeah, real slow when I pump her Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage Eliantte, all white gold, Im no fraud Scoliosis, pink face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin large High school, had a bomb in my Taurus Middle school, had that TEC in my locker I aint had to run from the principal I did it because of principle Ima dunce, I was sexin yo mama Nigga we smoked em, we dont care bout no karma All the homies gon protect like Obama Ancient gold Rolex like a condom Rolls gold 64s on the Tonka Rolls gold six by fours on the Tonka Twelve colors on my clothes like a punker Twelve million to my ho, she humongous Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage Eliantte, all white gold, Im no fraud Scoliosis, big face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin large High school, had a bomb in my Taurus Middle school, had that TEC in my locker I aint had to run from the principal I did it because of principle Wide body Benz with a big nose Amazon bitches with some white toes She got extravagant head, love that deep throat YSL almighty, they bitin our lingo Thats the beauty of it, sell some then we split Couple rick Owen kicks, fans wanna take a pic I saw some beauty in yo bitch, Im tryna screw my dick Became a young millionaire quick, now my kids born rich Ride a foreign whip, booked up with a tour list I aint bring no cash out today, bank card in my wallet We aint soft like cotton lil pussy, my niggas rock solid Kill you where you stand, no care in my conscious Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage Eliantte, all white gold, Im no fraud Scoliosis, big face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin large Tesla truck , yeah, we young and rich dont give a fuck Heckler Koch , four five shells, yeah they gon lift em up Cant wife no thot , I just fuck em then I give em up 10 bands on the fit, hoe they say I do too much They diggin this shit like a grave Cant do nothin less, Im gettin paid My bitches so stuck in they ways Walk through the back, all the bitches amazed Condo by Lenox, the mall in it Aint no one nigga, we all winnin Beat up that pussy, get tall in it Lambo so low gotta fall in it Maserati coupe, the sedan in the garage Eliantte, all white gold, Im no fraud Scoliosis, big face Rollie with the chart Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin large High school, had a bomb in my Taurus Middle school, had that TEC in my locker I aint had to run from the principal I did it because of principle Rolls gold 64s on the Tonka Rolls gold six by fours on the Tonka Twelve colors on my clothes like a punker Twelve million to my ho, she humongous

Wheezy beats Mmm, mmm Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In a penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I cant cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got real ones I can trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They dont wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah From the outside looking in they think the kid made it I aint ever witnessed so much damn hatred Gotta get a graveyard for these dead faces Thinking bout that money got my mind racing Time is running out, Im running out of patience Come down to that paper, you gon grind, aint you? They play with one of your partners, you gon ride, aint you? We gon take it over, this is our nation Ima ride that Rover, I need high maintenance Specialty executive, its so spacious Im so used to this, I dont do nothing basic Chanel on your feet, I know you love pacin Whatever you do dont give it up, baby Whatever you do dont give it up, baby Go clean up, I got hundreds in the tub, baby Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In a penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I cant cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got real ones I can trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They dont wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah I dont see no one but us, I dont seem to worry much I been high inside the clouds I can feel em and touch Theyve been praying on my down, they dont wanna see me up I done took so many fouls, now they seem keep me tough I aint coming with no bluff , niggas know I aint letting up I been in and out of town, doing shows and stacking bucks Moving slow and sippin Tuss , Hi-Tech and actin up We gon pour a pint, my niggas all litty Toastin up cause we bout to make more millies Hundreds in the bank, I need them blue benjis Put you in the latest Jimmy Choo, baby They say this money gonna drive us all crazy Paper done put pressure on my old lady Broke your heart and had to buy a new Mercedes Working hard, geekin, cant stop getting faded Told my nigga toast up, pour some lean in his cup, yeah In a penthouse sixty levels up With some hoes that I cant cuff, yeah I got lean in my cup, I got real ones I can trust, yeah Niggas thinking that they tough They dont wanna play with us, damn Keep a semi-auto tucked, like a pimple I might bust, yeah Gotta thank God that we up, I done seen more than enough, yeah

Me and Wheezy, we the wave Turbo, he the great It feel like Im on some  I dont back down to no one That big body Rolls comin You broke boys aint havin nothin  He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go He ran like he stole somethin These niggas act like hoes, playin clothes One reason I pack a gun Let off some shots while I hold it steady We copping Pateks, we never petty Look at my jacket, cost fifty, fifty Lil baby nasty, spaghetti ready I had two shows in a day, both one hunnid K My pockets feel heavy, heavy Flew to New York, had to go and see Eliantte I left with baguettie-guetties Black history AP in February Aint no misery in me, shit legendary Swear this industry sweeter than CherryBerry They try me, Ima shoot like Im Larry, Larry They be lookin at me like a cash cow Tryna milk me, aint given em no dairy Bae out of town, got em runnin wild Drivin boats, she try whip a whole ferry It feel like Im on some I dont back down to no one That big body Rolls comin You broke boys aint havin nothin He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go He ran like he stole somethin These niggas act like hoes, playin clothes One reason I pack a gun They started a cap-a-thon Stop sayin drip, you aint havin none I put that shit on, Im the Dapper Don Exclusive shit only like ComplexCon Landin in JF Kennedy, bring the whole city out I drip at the Madison Drive cross the bridge, go to New Jersey City, yeah Im chillin in Paterson I think I killed him on accident All-white Mulsanne like its Heaven-sent Ben Franklin my president Most of these niggas illiterate I got some pretty hoes, pretty white toes They cant wait til I stick it in Switched up her dress code, bought her lipo Just to make her feel good again It feel like Im on some I dont back down to no one That big body Rolls comin You broke boys aint havin nothin He tried finesse, so I let that .44 go He ran like he stole somethin These niggas act like hoes, playin clothes One reason I pack a gun

Okay, AVA Yeah Yeah Oh, VVS la collana, come brilla la collana Popolare, sono al centro Oh, baby, no che non ti mento Mento a quello sbirro, lunico rimedio Oh, VVS la collana, ghiaccio sulla nuova grana La portiamo dritta al bando Voglio avere tutto ciò che non ho avuto Basta faccio un fischio, poi vai a Chi lha visto?, yeah-yeah Oh, sono in giro, è la savana Sono un figlio di puttana, sto seguendo la missione ora Oh, quella Dior quanto costa Brividi e coi lividi mi sono fatto le ossa, baby Oh, non mi fermo, ti voglio vedere steso Cazzo, riprendo, voglio il patrimonio esteso Attico in centro dal quartiere bando Qua è ricognizione, fai rifornimento Questa b vuole il team, vuole il drip, yeah Oh, Thotiana si muove da stripper Non sapеvamo un cazzo di business Io Michael Jordan, AVA Scottie Pippеn Vuole una borsa nuova Io sotto gli occhi ho le borse Goyard Chiedo qualcosa che non arriva Sì, la mia vita è in messa alla prova Oh, VVS la collana, come brilla la collana Oh, baby, no che non ti mento Mento a quello sbirro, lunico rimedio Oh-Oh-Oh, VVS la collana, come brilla la collana Glielo-Glielo spingo forte che mi dice: Basta Glielo spingo forte che mi dice: Basta Oh, VVS la collana, come brilla la collana Popolare, sono al centro Oh, baby, no che non ti mento Mento a quello sbirro, lunico rimedio Oh, VVS la collana, come brilla la collana Popolare, sono Plaza Glielo spingo forte che mi dice: Basta Glielo spingo forte che mi dice: Basta Couldve bought a plain jane, but I bought a bust down Pulled up in a Rolls now Crank it up, its no sound, Ima take your ho round We be flying out of town Flying on the PJ, yeah, yeah Cuban in the CC, yeah, yeah Fucking on Kiki, yeah, yeah Im smacking while Im pulling on her long hair Diamonds cold, feel like a polar bear Sipping codeine like its Belaire Im a slimy nigga, I could never care Money in the skies, throw it everywhere Wunna getting higher, I pull up in a spider On the yacht, rocking Burberry swimwear Bitch pussy wet, let me get in there We be in the building, niggas never there Flying on the PJ, yeah, yeah Cuban in the CC, yeah, yeah Fucking on Kiki, yeah, yeah Im smacking while Im pulling on her long hair Flying on the PJ, yeah, yeah Cuban in the CC, yeah, yeah Fucking on Kiki, yeah, yeah Im smacking while Im pulling on her long hair Oh, VVS la collana, come brilla la collana Oh, baby, no che non ti mento Mento a quello sbirro, lunico rimedio Oh-Oh-Oh, VVS la collana, come brilla la collana Glielo-Glielo spingo forte che mi dice: Basta Glielo spingo forte che mi dice: Basta Oh, VVS la collana, come brilla la collana Popolare, sono al centro Oh, baby, no che non ti mento Mento a quello sbirro, lunico rimedio Oh, VVS la collana, come brilla la collana Popolare, sono Plaza Glielo spingo forte che mi dice: Basta Glielo spingo forte che mi dice: Basta Okay, AVA

Run that back, Turbo Feel like Im sittin on a mountain, VVS All this water on me look like a fountain Backend racks in, I need an accountant , Cartier He told me I dont need the vouchers Keep the Hi-Tech seals in the couches Landed in LA, 3 hours, smoked me three whole ounces Pulled up in the same state, performin in different counties Four rings on my fingers, eight hours in my Audi Thats on everything, everything, yeah Walk in the mall buy everything Everyday I change, Chanel strings Play no games, Alexander Wang on her nail paint Your drip insane, where the fuck my paint? Stop playin games Watch your range, my nut deranged, they actin ways Go get paid, the condo late, that Frito Lay Family straight, dont see no shade, the Dolce way My new-new babe loves lemonade, like Beyoncé We the wave, ahh, flyin out of PDK Smashin in the Lamb I barely use the brakes Im in New Orleans on my birthday, I got Beaucoup cake Gon have to man that sail little harder for you to feel the lake Feel like Im sittin on a mountain, VVS All this water on me look like a fountain Backend racks in, I need an accountant , Cartier He told me I dont need the vouchers Keep the Hi-Tech seals in the couches Landed in LA, 3 hours, smoked me three whole ounces Pulled up in the same state, performin in different counties Four rings on my fingers, eight hours in my Audi Yeah, real slatt Uh, took your bitch, Im smashin her like my Hellcat Do as I please Im poppin whatever I feel, yeah I crack a seal, pour up fore I throw this pill back Like, slime, I keep a TEC, aint finna get killed yet Life aint Tom and Jerry, niggas some real rats Thomas Ford on me when I ride that Maybach If you want some smoke, lil nigga, just say that Gunna a fashion god my new nickname, Saks Nigga so cap I bought em a real hat Throw dirt on my name, young Gunna dont play that Flood my bitch with drip, I still cant get attached Hit her line and told her bring me that pussy cat Feel like Im sittin on a mountain, VVS All this water on me look like a fountain Backend racks in, I need an accountant , Cartier He told me I dont need the vouchers Keep the Hi-Tech seals in the couches Landed in LA, 3 hours, smoked me three whole ounces Pulled up in the same state, performin in different counties Four rings on my fingers, eight hours in my Audi

Bet, ha Oh, so, so you, oh, so you think you tough, though? You think you a tough guy? Huh Huh, huh Pussy  Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy We geekin up on the Addy Spin the block, we got the addy Wake up, I pop me a Addy Hard to stop poppin these Addys Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy Roll up Biscotti, Im drinkin the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm We shady babies, we dont do the nay nay, we trapped on the block for a payday I put the stick right to his face, now he turnin away, actin like he aint say that I jumped off the porch and I really went north, the first out my hood with a Maybach They wanna come pop that shit while Im on tour, uh, just wait til I get back She know that she cappin, she gave me your addy, lil boy, I know where you stay at You sendin big shots, shoulda stuck to the rappin, lil boy, I swear I dont play that They know Im with it, connected, through the city SkyDweller, out the fridge, Elliante got it hittin That Addy is in me, I feel it Im your daddy, lil bitch, come and get it You niggas still cap like a fitted Im throwin em back like they Ritalin Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy We geekin up on the Addy Spin the block, we got the addy Wake up, I pop me a Addy Hard to stop poppin these Addys Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy Roll up Biscotti, Im drinkin the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy Im geekin on codeine , I took four beans Adderall pink , no sleep, Im geeked Im high, no lie , you can get hit with the fire Shady baby, I come from the south Im at your neck like a tie I whip the coupe out the lot Broke my wrist in the pot, man, we shippin em out Im puttin that bitch on the spot She can fuck on the gang or that bitch can get out Bitch, Im a pimp, not a trick Coupe is all white like a brick I ride around with the stick They want it, we pull up and blitz Patek, wetty , neck, baguettie Im wrappin bricks like a daddy You niggas pathetic, just shut up and bet it Niggas aint havin no fetty They act like they ready, get hit with a bullet Nigga backed up when I pull it He can get hit with the fullest Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy We geekin up on the Addy Spin the block, we got the addy Wake up, I pop me a Addy Hard to stop poppin these Addys Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy Addy , Addy , Addy , Addy Roll up Biscotti, Im drinkin the codeine whenever I swallow a Addy Drugs in my body, I call up a venue, he tell us pull up to the addy Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy Addy, Addy, Addy, Addy

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah Woah Make em bleed for the season I got pretty tings overseas, yeah Shopping sprees for a week, yeah Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah Above the trees, hard to breathe in We spending Gs for no reason, yeah Better go sleep, she not leavin, yeah Crib in the hills like Im fiendin, yeah Huh, huh, huh Bout a dollar, huh, huh Whip that Panamera, yeah Piss in my ring, diamonds canary yellow Im sippin codeine, Im movin slower than Donatello I doubt that she dont let me fuck, but I swear I wont sweat her Im runnin the millions up, on God, my fam doin better Bein broke didnt break us apart, got rich, we still together We storm the weather, you get jammed, Ill write you letters We flock of feathers , the parasailers Gave her a groove like Stella, my vocals makin her pussy wetter Bought a new Louis flannel, flowers all over my white Margielas Make em bleed for the season I got pretty tings overseas, yeah Shopping sprees for a week, yeah Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah Above the trees, hard to breathe in We spending Gs for no reason, yeah Better go sleep, she not leavin, yeah Crib in the hills like Im fiendin, yeah Huh, huh Feel the Miley Cyrus, yeah We gettin geeked up at the private party, yeah, yeah Leak, it aint no secret, know I drip the hardest The valet cant hold my key, I let my people park it Got that Escalade BP cause I might be a target My fans screamin at me, say Im they favorite artist Pay what I want, no back and forth, dont do no bargain We cross the margin Fuck niggas barkin, main reason I keep a carbon We burn like arsons Snakes in the garden We rich, I beg you pardon? My lil niece is startin The vehicles foreign Feel like Im soarin Make em bleed for the season I got pretty tings overseas, yeah Shopping sprees for a week, yeah Like FBG, I got free bands, yeah Above the trees, hard to breathe in We spending Gs for no reason, yeah Better go sleep, she not leavin, yeah Crib in the hills like Im fiendin, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah

First thing my brother told me Ill never get nothin’ for free Twenty thousand spent for a Rollie Back then, I aint think it was cheap Im cashin’ for my homie I still aint cuffin no freak Keep millions, Im never lonely  Thank God when I get on my knees Thank God Im stuck in these Gs New fraud, I put em on freeze Did a show in Mykonos, Greece She a pro, ain’t suck with no teeth Number one ho, she came from the D Racks in the bag right next to the piece We did ’em bad, whole family ceased She goin’ out sad thinkin I wouldnt cheat, yeah Send the fake threats every week I put out a hit on em I’ma freeze down you lil bitty bitches I promise Im stiff on em I promise Im stiff on em Aint no way to get on em Money get a little longer Aint give me shit, so I shit on em Your bitch better a lil older Pull out my dick and I piss on her Wipe your nose like Im sick by the corona I get Slime by myself, Im a real loner Worth the check and you tell me whats your motive You a bad bitch, I sell you like Im zonin This the boss of the buildin, the real owner They wan give me a loan, and I dont want it First thing my brother told me Ill never get nothin for free Twenty thousand spent for a Rollie Back then, I aint think it was cheap Im cashin for my homie I still aint cuffin no freak Keep millions, Im never lonely Thank God when I get on my knees Im vibed out on the low, all my hoes be pretty and sweet Goin to different cities, I book my suite, Im tearin up sheets Better give me what you owe me fore I make you pay a fee Kush in my lungs, got lean in my belly to marinate the beans Ice on my neck, it keep me cool, but Im still gettin blown by a fan Glock with a .30, it could do the job, but I feel better with a F.N. Gotta get a duffel bag for the cash, I know it cannot bend I aint gotta do no budget, aint a day I cannot spend I need like a hundred milli Heard these pussies wanna kill me Im the only one that built me Yellin, Free em when they guilty My people tell me Im the G.O.A.T. Slime, give em free smoke Hopped up out Phantoms and Ghosts Gettin checks from coast to coast Ask for a bag, I aint give her a penny All I give her is dick and Henny You aint gettin Snapchats in my Bentley This my fault, those bein friendly Shawty got a curvy silhouette Its only my heart that she wont get Yeah, I got power, money, and respect Ill get you checked out for a check First thing my brother told me Ill never get nothin for free Twenty thousand spent for a Rollie Back then, I aint think it was cheap Im cashin for my homie I still aint cuffin no freak Keep millions, Im never lonely Thank God when I get on my knees

Yeah, yeah, yeah I might die from all these chains choking me in my sleep I been travelin with the chete like lil Savage wit me Last night I had a 15, it was 12, on me Tryin to get rid of me, but I wont go Favorite noise is when we sexing Baby, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-oooh-oh-oooh Mmm, put a lear inside the sky, hunnid thousand some feet Chrome hearts covering my eyes, Yeezy boosts on my feet We get high fly through the clouds, Im as high as can be Forgiatos on my ride, gettin that money like Meech Diamonds all under my chin, you gon know these VVs I been cashin out on drip, this Supreme Louis V I just popped another pill, pour that lean in the peach Hope my cousin get his appeal, make it back to these streets Floatin through the atmosphere, I am out of your reach I aint have to sign no deals, still got hunnids on me Coupe with 24 inch rims on that Big Bentley B Run inside the crib, treat this bitch like a suite I might die from all these chains choking me in my sleep I keep stackin all these backends, keep my bitches on fleek Last night, I had a 15, so there was 12 on me Now-ooh-ooh, bring the love right back, yeah Got a million off a bando, ooh I got the team racks now, ooh Im tired of riskin my soul Plain jane on the bust down Rep the set, Im gon get down I make sure you wake up like a Bachelorette Sprinter or tour bus, we got used to that Nappin on a jet, cause we barely rest Plain Jane AP, I put ice in that Probably on X and that angel dust I got a little coke, what you want, but you gotta use your nose Yeah, light brown diamonds on my wrist like Corona I hopped on the jet with a stick We big as the law when we rich My partners are doin the dash Yeah, I be getting jet lash I put the tint on the tag I dont do the clearance tags Wont wear the same thing, Im a brat I ran up this money, no lack Im tired of the backstabs Put that dick in her abs like Oooooh Wont you bring on my lovin back here You-you see that ho? You better not fall in love with me Aint got a caution tape, round all this hole, baby girl You better not fall in love with me Im runnin back just how she backflips Oh baby, I know she back there lookin like Ooh-ooh-oooooooh Better not fall in love with me

Ghetto Guitar Run that back, Turbo I connected all the dots Pulled that foreign out the lot Moved the family to the docks Put some diamonds in my watch Ballin like a big shot Ballin’ like a big shot, uh Ballin like a big shot, oh, oh Businessman, I pop my collar Got good brain, must be a scholar Spent 2K on Balmain joggers Yeah, Im jogging to the bank Captain of the ship and we won’t sink Gave her a hundred, told her keep the change Work hard, now we finally seein a change My brothers keeper, shit deeper than a chain Just like Fendi, gotta think And Im drippin like a sink, yeah These VVS’s make you blink, yeah Oh, yeah I connected all the dots Pulled that foreign out the lot Moved the family to the docks Put some diamonds in my watch Ballin’ like a big shot Ballin like a big shot, uh Ballin’ like a big shot, oh, oh In LA smoking Do-Si-Do And I got Dolce on my clothes I still got homies on Flat Shoals Im just getting started, I got more goals Lookin for the pesos Would stay inside but the bank closed Every time I turn around, I see a bankroll I used to get hand-me-downs, now ain’t a thing old All my day ones gettin a payroll When you show LA, I dont wanna shop on Rodeo If killing was dripping, Gunna, I had a case closed Still independent, you cant name a nigga I owe I connected all the dots Pulled that foreign out the lot Moved the family to the docks Put some diamonds in my watch Ballin like a big shot Ballin like a big shot, uh Ballin like a big shot, oh, oh

Yeah This aint no motherfuckin gimmick Win or lose, this aint no scrimmage Balmain my shoes and my fitted Damn you fuckboys and you critics Got the trap jumpin like crickets Lambo truck look like its kitted Load it up, hit the block, spin it Loyal to my dawgs, we committed Yeah I told you none of my shit rented They use the lingo I invented In this G6, boosted my adrenaline High fashion, feel like fly shit Im chillin in My dawg down the road might have to kill again Swear the finest hoes come out for Benjamins We some dinosaurs, who think you bigger than? This chain cost a quarter milli Condo sixty floors up, you can see the city When the bitch let me fuck, she hate to admit it Her shit wet when she bust, my shit sticky, sticky Yeah, I dig it, dig it Wanna bring your friend too, yeah, Im with it, with it Nut inside, look like glue in your pretty kitty My next signed deal, Im spendin a ticket, ticket This aint no motherfuckin gimmick Win or lose, this aint no scrimmage Balmain my shoes and my fitted Damn you fuckboys and you critics Got the trap jumpin like crickets Lambo truck look like its kitted Load it up, hit the block, spin it Loyal to my dawgs, we committed Love for em all Bossed up and gave a few bones to my dawgs Fuck the jail system, man, fuck the four walls I feel like 2Pac, above all the law I pour a quick Dew up and let it dissolve 1017 Guwop, Backwoods look like logs Pull out that trench blazer, the end and the fall The world full of haters and internet blogs Im way out in Greece, aint receivin no calls He disrespect, chop off his head with a saw You look out cause you think a blessing involved Aint none of these cheap, Chrome cross on my drawers She kissed on my cheek, I dug in her jaws Dont get on your knees, you aint toppin it off You niggas police and be tellin it all This aint no motherfuckin gimmick Win or lose, this aint no scrimmage Balmain my shoes and my fitted Damn you fuckboys and you critics Got the trap jumpin like crickets Lambo truck look like its kitted Load it up, hit the block, spin it Loyal to my dawgs, we committed

Turn it up, Kesha Yeah, yeah Check, ha You know who Im fuckin with Phone ring Slatt, slatt, slatt Hundred thousand Yeah, yeah Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt Skrrt-skrrt These niggas so cap, aint G, uh Got a lil bitch in my seat, yeah She holdin the piece , ooh Got a lil bitch in my team, yeah She holdin the heat, yeah Put a lil bitch on a jet Quarter million in a week All of these hoes are wet Told a lil bitch, Come see All of my drip All of my niggas are gunners All of my niggas are gunners Niggas, they runnin Countin the money Monday through Sunday Countin the money Monday through Sunday, yeah, ooh Chasin those hundreds Chasin that money Monday through Sunday A nigga be on it A nigga be on it A nigga be on it We countin this money Monday through Sunday, uh My diamonds, they lookin too sunny I be your dad These niggas, they lookin like sonny Run through that money, uh, uh Diamonds Dasani, uh, uh Carats and bunnies Cut through the cutlass Hop out the frog We aint got a budget Young Gunna a dog You lil niggas puppies The Rollie is flooded Sky-Dweller a hundred All of my cups, they be muddy The shit that you doin, we done done it Put VVs inside a Bulgari I ice out the skeleton, look like Carti I got 75K for a party Came with me and two hoes in a Rari Niggas more cap than G These niggas like cap, they G These niggas more cap than G These niggas more cap than G , ooh Fuck a lil bitch in my seat, yeah You do more cap than G Hop in a frog then leap Hop in a frog then leap Got a lil tool in the seat All this juice on me Got a lil bitch with me Got a lil bitch with me Got a lil bitch on me Ridin in a new two-seats They caressin my feet Yung Gunna stackin these Gs Fuck that bitch like one, two, three Make her count receipts Better put your thot on a leash Yeah, she tryna fuck wit me Ayy, yeah, yeah, spend that cash through the week Goin on shoppin sprees Rock Off-White in my sleep I just left the mall, uh, ooh, RIP, yeah Rockin Vlone jeans, I keep drip on me Vlone jeans Drip on me When Im on the scene TMZ Follow me Make her follow me Updating your status but Im on the street Updating your status, bitch, Im in the street Keep it in the bookbag, I keep the heat You dont wanna get toetagged, get out the streets Count up a quarter million just in a week Quarter million in a week, uh All of these hoes are wet Told a lil bitch, Come see All of my drip All of my niggas are gunners All of my niggas are gunners Niggas, they runnin Countin the money Monday through Sunday Countin the money Monday through Sunday Chasin those hundreds Chasin that money Monday through Sunday A nigga be on it A nigga be on it A nigga be on it We countin this money Monday through Sunday, uh My diamonds they lookin too sunny I be your dad These niggas, they lookin like sonny

Wheezy outta here I got me some twins, identical I cannot crash the Bentley coupe Count up the racks, its nothing new The pussy on drip, tell her fall through Pinky ring, thats an igloo Stack the racks, the money tall as you Count a hundred when its nothin to do Pussy on drip, tell her fall through Im fuckin this bitch on the bed I told her, Proceed with the head Im countin these racks on these feds Im puttin my shit on her legs I told the lil bitch its the kid I told the lil bitch Im the best I came with the nine and the TEC Im keeping the photo of the bitch Im fuckin with Rich cause Im rich I told her Im keepin it rich Yeah, bitch, I cannot Afford you cause you a lil thot-thot I came with two nines like Im Rondo Then I hit the nine with the jackpot Yeah, I got the crockpot Yeah, Im smokin like magmas I got me some twins, identical I cannot crash the Bentley coupe Count up the racks, its nothing new The pussy on drip, tell her fall through Pinky ring, thats an igloo Stack the racks, the money tall as you Count a hundred when its nothin to do Pussy on drip, tell her fall through Im fuckin this bitch on the bed I told her, Proceed with the head Im countin these racks on these feds Im puttin my shit on her legs I told the lil bitch its the kid I told the lil bitch Im the best I came with the nine and the TEC Im keeping the photo of the bitch Pull off in that Lambo quick Hundred racks and a TEC in this bitch Quarter mil on my necklaces Tell your bitch to stop textin me Ive been livin so reckless I done crashed the Bentley But my pockets aint empty Why are you flexin? Its rented I might do the whole dash, for sure The McLaren got suicide doors Im payin cash, no lease She keep the pussy on fleek She keep the Gucci on fleek I fuck her, its nice to meet No, you cant get a bite to eat Chase a check, I dont like to sleep I got me some twins, identical I cannot crash the Bentley coupe Count up the racks, its nothing new The pussy on drip, tell her fall through Pinky ring, thats an igloo Stack the racks, the money tall as you Count a hundred when its nothin to do Pussy on drip, tell her fall through Im fuckin this bitch on the bed I told her, Proceed with the head Im countin these racks on these feds Im puttin my shit on her legs I told the lil bitch its the kid I told the lil bitch Im the best I came with the nine and the TEC Im keeping the photo of the bitch You couldnt even afford a T-Rex Got pointers in all the Rolex She swallow, that shit in her neck I fuck her too good on the X Fuck the police who tryna arrest Tryna make a rich nigga stress Yeah, Im drippin like sweat Niggas aint drippin like that Put 200K in the bag Pull out the latest Maybach YSL aint going out sad Yeah, we on the map Ride with the stick on my lap These lames aint giving me dap You need to get rid of the cap I got me some twins, identical I cannot crash the Bentley coupe Count up the racks, its nothing new The pussy on drip, tell her fall through Pinky ring, thats an igloo Stack the racks, the money tall as you Count a hundred when its nothin to do Pussy on drip, tell her fall through Im fuckin this bitch on the bed I told her, Proceed with the head Im countin these racks on these feds Im puttin my shit on her legs I told the lil bitch its the kid I told the lil bitch Im the best I came with the nine and the TEC Im keeping the photo of the bitch

Woo, woo Woo Woo Woo, woo Yeah Rockstar life, bikers and chains One carat drip down my fang  Drugs runnin deep through my vein I’m takin drugs, healin the pain Let the paint drip on my main  Let the paint drip, me and Wave I got more whips than a slave Huh, safety deposit at Chase Copped the wrap on that bitch, got it matted They doubted, didn’t think it would happen Thank God that He blessed me with talent My new bitch I got shouldve been in a pageant She sexy and so charismatic I hope its a bulletproof vest in that jacket I keep the drumstick like its Madden In need of that cash like a addict Told her pull up and sent her the addy Young GunWunna gon keep him a baddie Im a rockstar and a god of the fashion Cant see you, these lights steady flashin’ Raised the bar for my niggas, now we livin legends Just look at how we livin’ lavish Rockstar life, bikers and chains One carat drip down my fang Drugs runnin deep through my vein Im takin’ drugs, healin the pain Let the paint drip on my main Let the paint drip, me and Wave I got more whips than a slave Huh, safety deposit at Chase I want the fortune, not fame Run it up, go buy the Lamb truck The Porsche, the Rolls Royce and the Vette and the Range Niggas dont play cause they know we gon bust We pull up, bullets rainin like rain They drip cause of us, they aint keepin up I switch it up, leather jackets and chains Uh, rockstar life, bikers and chains Uh, you dont want smoke with the gang F&N, spittin out flames Uh, I bring the heat like La Flame Came from the south but I aint Tity 2 Chainz Shady baby, born and raised I been puttin on like way back in the day The price tag only thing that changed Woo, woo Woo, yeah, yeah Woo Woo, woo

Uh Uh The sun came out I went and bought a drop-top Party on the block Lookin like a car lot Fuckin’ on thots Im stickin’ in a soft spot  Condo at the top Lookin like a skybox I done got us all hot I let my niggas ball out You went and bought a mall watch Said, Fuck it, Ima call out Ima start chasin my Céline dreams Me and Thugger made a slime house Hundred thousand dollars for a green ring , yeah We the new dream team None of us green bean All of my lean clean Money on Yao Ming Recruit these bitches like Im scoutin Hide the money by the couch spring Made millionaire, Im a Southside king The sun came out I went and bought a drop-top Party on the block Lookin’ like a car lot Fuckin’ on thots Stickin’ in a soft spot Condo at the top Lookin like a skybox I hit it out the ballpark I spit it and its all art Your boss is out of Walmart I went and bought a four by four Took the doors off like a golf cart A hundred thousand show by show We done got the Bentleys at the good start Gunna, he a rockstar Run around the city with a guitar They know I got a good heart And I got a soda full of Wockhardt Fuckin on the pop star Split her down the middle like a Pop-Tart Put her on a roster Pussy got a lock like a Rasta The sun came out I went and bought a drop-top Party on the block Lookin’ like a car lot Fuckin on thots Stickin in a soft spot Condo at the top Lookin like a skybox The sun came out I went and bought a drop-top Party on the block Lookin like a car lot Fuckin on thots Stickin in a soft spot Condo at the top Lookin like a skybox

B-Bossed up, yeah Bossed My wrist sore , my wrist sore You dont want no problems, bitch, no hiccups No hiccups , no hiccups He aint bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups I dont trust no one , my wrist is lookin frozen Ice cold, too cold, numb I rewind Gave her dick and then I split , mhm Workin like I got a shift , mhm Youngest nigga poppin shit , mhm Dont want no kids, thats bad as shit , yeah Had my whole life give and go , mhm 24, on 24s , mhm Diamonds on my bitch , mhm Thats drip all on my wrist , mhm Ass fat , yeah, bring it right back Im-Im in the VIP, cause they pay me for this shit Ima be here if its be here, thats your car note on my wrist My wrist sore , my wrist sore You dont want no problems, bitch, no hiccups No hiccups , no hiccups He aint bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups I dont trust no one , my wrist is lookin frozen Ice cold, too cold, numb I rewind Gave her dick and then I split , fuck a Birkin Workin like I got a shift , puttin work in Youngest nigga poppin shit , bitch Im certain Dont want no kids thats bad as shit Had my whole life give and go , that shit right back 24, on 24s , yeah its like that Diamonds on my bitch, mhm Thats drip all on my wrist, mhm Put diamonds on my bitch, mhm Cuban bracelets on my wrist, mhm You hear that we got rich, mhm Michael Jordan for the kids, mhm I’m connected like a bridge, mhm Copped my bitch the latest Mercedes-Benz I was all alone, Young Gunna aint got no friends With ya bitch in the mall and spent a couple bands Dont talk at all aint into shakin hands She offer me some pussy, mouth and ass My flawless baguettes are lookin like some glass Might pull the pedal tryna do the dash Mhm, yeah Mhm, yeah Mhm, yeah Mhm

Gotta stay down, you aint got no zoom Big rock, diamonds, Yao Ming yoom Purple lemonade, puffin out them fumes Heatin up like last day in June Niggas stealin my drip, that shit aint cool See, Eliantte let me polish my jewels I cherish her face, I pay for her groom No time to waste so Im takin off soon Cash out on drip, tryna fly to the moon Lookin like, Who is he? Gunna no runner, he move like me, yeah Got foreigns, a movin fleet, tote choppers like Who is security? I fly her right in, then meet up at the room She dont know your name, but she know all my tunes I pass it to Los, and he shot it to Junes You cant try none the brothers, the brothers try you If you try one of us, you get put on the news Pull up in that new Bentley truck, I didnt come here to lose Made it to Clearport, forgot to say she had a dude Bag full of money and all of these hunnids is blue I know you proud of me, AP, I dont do apologies High tune on my Prada tee, purchase on my new Amiri jeans Young Gunna drip god, I fly with no wings I let her use my card to secure her needs Had to tell her girl these pearls, not beads Gettin high in the sky without my weed

Young nigga colorblind, blue hunnids all I see And them bust down, got some diamonds and some molly on me And I let her ride, she a dime, and plus I gotta dime on me She a wild lil beast and Ima let her ride on me Foreign outside, wide body aint got no key And we touring out of town, bitch say she never see me Told bro we aint take this route we was never gon eat Glad I made it out the jungle Ima feast with the belly of the beast Yeah, told you Ima show you who I am Touchdown, came home from jail Still had dope on the scale These niggas thought I would fail Went and got a Rollie, Audemars Keep the finer K like the fair Sitting on some bands like a chair And I was tryna whip some fish scale You see me coulda sent it through the mail Walked in the spot, had a smell Shit was all white, looked pale And I got the last bale off I was tryna shoot but I was shell And they say the lean help my health Smoke the shit leave it in the air And well never leave, well never fail Cause we the last real niggas left All my young niggas real Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Pull up at the spot we Dare We aint never ever care We gon cop designer every pair I cherish this shit and we share Young nigga colorblind, blue hunnids all I see And them bust down, got some diamonds and some molly on me And I let her ride, she a dime, and plus I gotta dime on me She a wild lil beast and Ima let her ride on me Foreign outside, wide body aint got no key And we touring out of town, bitch say she never see me Told bro we aint take this route we was never gon eat Glad I made it out the jungle Ima feast with the belly of the beast Ayy, too many chains like a slave Told my bitches behave Ima take this shit to the grave You stand in line for the Js I was tryna cop some new Ye They told me Gunna Gunna you the wave Now Im tryna go and catch a play And I hadda good day Told my bitch she slay Barber never gave me no fade But a nigga down to catch a fade Treat him like a meal, he a plate I ride around with them snakes And all my niggas gon shake All my niggas livin off fate Im just staying down for the come up And Im going hard give it all what it take Told you was no time to debate Dont put me on the time I aint late Told you Ima grind for the A Used to get them pounds from the bay Niggas better stay down and lay On the fucking ground in your face Young nigga colorblind, blue hunnids all I see And them bust down, got some diamonds and some molly on me And I let her ride, she a dime, and plus I gotta dime on me She a wild lil beast and Ima let her ride on me Foreign outside, wide body aint got no key And we touring out of town, bitch say she never see me Told bro we aint take this route we was never gon eat Glad I made it out the jungle Ima feast with the belly of the beast

Mm, mm, mm Mm, mm Blame it on the city how Im ballin Pick it up, the money always callin He gon touch the ceiling for a sinner Dark shades and a blurry morning Ready or not, meet me in the lobby Yeah, from the bay, she gon ride it like a trolley X Games when we skate off in the rarri Big tanks looking like transformers Midnight, come get right, on this side Freak, freak, like my name Giannis You gon know about it when we come through Bad bitches coming in twos Aint nobody telling what we gon do When we run through, yeah, yeah Diamonds on us poppin out the sun roof Red bottoms up on those shoes Lickin off shots like When we run through, yeah, yeah Big enough for me to call you papa Popping like Im Orville Redenbacher Need the head like medulla oblongata Ha! Gucci like Im made in Florence More tequila, Ima need a driver Yeah big talker, get me out this Prada Every diamond on me, yeah, I bought it Mm, say it twice so I know you want it Midnight, come get right, on this side Freak, freak, like my name Giannis You gon know about it when we come through Bad bitches coming in twos Aint nobody telling what we gon do When we run through, yeah, yeah Diamonds on us poppin out the sun roof Red bottoms up on those shoes Lickin off shots like When we run through, yeah, yeah Ima run through, yeah Crib with a house and a pool, yeah Get a run thru Bet it on finish you lose I like how you move She a ten and her skin so smooth To the Benz and it only fit two See it through the lens, everything brand new O-oh You gon know about it when we come through Bad bitches coming in twos Aint nobody telling what we gon do The way we run through, yeah, yeah Diamonds on us popping out the sunroof Red bottoms up on those shoes Lickin off shots like When we run through, yeah, yeah Blame it on the city how Im ballin Bl-blame it on the city how Im ballin Blame it on the city how Im ballin W-when we run through, yeah, yeah Blame it on the city how Im ballin Bl-blame it on the city how Im ballin Blame it on the city how Im ballin, yeah When we run through, yeah, yeah

Danny, I see you Wyt I dig her vibe Stickin this dick in her side She aint got no ass but got thighs Hop in the coupe and lets ride I put Chanel on her eyes Two karat ring for surprise Maybach backseat that recline Roll up some Cookie, get high I cant even lie, Im feelin your vibe Yeah, I wanna dig in her thighs She fuck with a winner, that pussy a prize We shoppin, everything she want, Im buyin Damn girl, you fine She look like she walk down the runway I need a runway, we be flyin Take a vacation with bad bitches Aint no relationship, we just vibe I can get what I want and I want you We got good vibes when we come through I got karats and lettuce like vegetables Stick it in her mouth like it was edible Summertime come, Ima cut off the roof I put hundreds on the pillow like she lost a tooth Double C on my shoe, that cost a deuce Yeah, turn your ho to a masseuse I got rich, I came up from the poverty Different color gold like Neapolitan She got an ass like she half hippopotamus Spendin money, I got a whole lot of it Two bad bitches right on the side of me I aint a player, she said that you gotta be She robbin, I lay it down like a robbery I run my money up, is you proud of me? I dig her vibe Stickin this dick in her side She aint got no ass but got thighs Hop in the coupe and lets ride I put Chanel on her eyes Two karat ring for surprise Maybach backseat that recline Roll up some Cookie, get high I cant even lie, Im feelin your vibe Yeah, I wanna dig in her thighs She fuck with a winner, that pussy a prize We shoppin, everything she want, Im buyin Damn girl, you fine She look like she walk down the runway I need a runway, we be flyin Take a vacation with bad bitches Aint no relationship, we just vibe Fuck a bitch every day, I dont get tired Racks in, I might throw some nut in her eye Amiri jeans helped me find me size Drip or drown, nigga, I hope you dont dive In the city and Im still havin vibes My bitch is a mistress, I dont want a bride If its for pussy, I dont wanna buy it Like the kid at the pool, bae, I just wanna slide Ice in the face so its hard to tell time Instead of just hoes I been callin em vibes They came to the Gunna, wake up to massage She blowin up my phone, this bitch harder to dodge Got her pregnant, had to buy her a Dodge Rent a million, this is not a facade I stick it in like I charge an iPod Dick in her back, fucked her in the garage I dig her vibe Stickin this dick in her side She aint got no ass but got thighs Hop in the coupe and lets ride I put Chanel on her eyes Two karat ring for surprise Maybach backseat that recline Roll up some Cookie, get high I cant even lie, Im feelin your vibe Yeah, I wanna dig in her thighs She fuck with a winner, that pussy a prize We shoppin, everything she want, Im buyin Damn girl, you fine She look like she walk down the runway I need a runway, we be flyin Take a vacation with bad bitches Aint no relationship, we just vibe

Yeah Playmakers Yeah, yeah Jumped in that Benz, then I peeled off Brought out a ten, Ima spend it all I need some pills and some seals, dawg Fuck the cops, we got our own laws Need to free my dawg, hes locked behind the walls Numb to the pain, I cant feel shit at all Blew a ten On a Wednesday, stack these bands Heard you rent wasnt paid, need a lend Just like Frito-Lay, Ima feed my friends Got white like Nicky Barnes, cop these two door foreigns My bitch cant be borin , ice on both my arms Dont approach, Im armed, flawless diamond charm All my spots alarmed, big house feel like a dorm Its on the north, young Gunna dont love no whore I came with the wave no shore, my voice a little hoarse Im whippin around in a Porsche, Im ballin outside of the court Never knew I could make it in sports Jumped in that Benz, then I peeled off Brought out a ten, Ima spend it all I need some pills and some seals, dawg Fuck the cops, we got our own laws Need to free my dawg, hes locked behind the walls Numb to the pain, I cant feel shit at all Jumped in and I went far, my new girl super large Paid cash for all my cars, protected but Im raw Addicted to the awe, me and Gunna double R Rich rollin, Im a star, dont take shots from the bar But Im ballin like Lavar I put drip all in my lingo, I went crazy Louis Supreme jean jacket for my baby My kid a walking lick, I put VVS on his neck Fucked my sidepiece, some new breasts Fresh off of high speed in that Vette I cant stop, cant miss this shit, you know Im never late Bought a penthouse at the top so I can meditate On top now cause Im up I gotta elevate Worth a million five for real, so I accept the hate Jumped in that Benz, then I peeled off Brought out a ten, Ima spend it all I need some pills and some seals, dawg Fuck the cops, we got our own laws Need to free my dawg, hes locked behind the walls Numb to the pain, I cant feel shit at all

Girl, you want a, uh, um, uh You want a maniac? Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Benz galore, Bentley store  I just went bought her some his and hers Hop out this shit and hop in a Coupe Ventador drive while the doors down Jump out that bitch and I raise the roof Niggas be cappin, they rat in they raps Im Yak Gotti, Slatt Gotti, got the proof Big black Drac, I call that hypnotic, and whats in my pocket, I got them blues Talk what you talkin, boy, that aint you Ride with some weenies, you gettin used Birthday cake, see me, I got the juice Live Maybach black so my life aint a movie If we ridin two deep, both of us shoot em Take him for the ride, he gettin scooped Dont be surprised when I finish you Yo career is over, boy, you finished, dude Sent a thousand on shots, they extended, fool Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Gotta go Delete your bitch ass like Adiós YSL, nigga, Im like the Pope Spin your whole block, go and stop He thought we done, yeah, we stopped and go No back and forth, watch and goin forth Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Im a big stepper like dinosaur Eat all the prey like a carnivore We go and pray to the Jesus Lord Dont make me pull your card Spent two hunna racks for the bulletproof That bitch is so nasty, she like Betty Boop I hit from the back, had the pussy loose Her fingernails holdin her toes down I fuck her with stamina, YSL some mothafuckin animals, we done broke out the zoo Board the jet, Im bout change up the altitude Sip a 4 of codeine, not a apple juice Your lil boy thats why call you the capper crew Put it on, might teach you a thing or two Trap for fun, fuck all in this avenue Young GunWun and Yak Gotti stackin loose Wunna flow, Wunna flow My bitches like Ubers, they come and go A young dripper, rulin the fashion show F.N. bout to wrap in the cardio Wunna flow, Wunna flow Uh, no kids but your bitch call me Daddy-O Used to sit back and trap on the patio Now we travel the world, fuck the baddest hoes I cant function, was geeked off a Xanny dose No discussion, we bustin your cantaloupe They be lustin and lovin with a camel toe I had nothin then came up off of Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Gotta go Delete your bitch ass like Adiós YSL, nigga, Im like the Pope Spin your whole block, go and stop He thought we done, yeah, we stopped and go No back and forth, watch, you goin forth Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Im a big stepper like dinosaur Eat all the prey like a carnivore We go and pray to the Jesus Lord Dont make me pull your card

Baby, when I go wild like that When I aint shy like that Steppin out and look fly like that He aint touchin on it Make him wanna go cry like that When I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh And I know you hate it when I tease you, baby See, when I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh Let me hear you tellin me, I need you, baby See, when I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh Hit me when you frustrated You aint picky and get ignorant round them other ladiеs I could come fix you, but you broke hatin You want Whitney, you want Britnеy, Jennifer, and Halle They aint cold like me Put them bitches in my old winter coat, that is so last week Them other niggas, they been waitin for it, they gon hold my seat Kryptonite when Im throwin ass, cause I know your weakness I cant forget how it used to be In your thoughts, livin good with me And it feel so right, when I make you scream, Please Baby, when I go wild like that When I aint shy like that Steppin out and look fly like that He aint touchin on it Make him wanna go cry like that When I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh And I know you hate it when I tease you, baby See, when I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh Let me hear you tellin me, I need you, baby See, when I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh I know Im not your type like that But Im gon still try Her pretty face, ass fat, waist snatched It aint got no size Her Kelly crocodile fifty stacks You dont even know why, you dont know why But its all on me Make you smile just to help you show your all-white teeth Bust down with a purple dial, this a flawless AP She said, You can have any girl around this town, why me? Cause I can see loyalty and ambition and style like me Arch her back into position, Ima tryna dig deep I gave her some racks towards her business, she dont need a degree We flew a genie-nie-nie to the Philippines, our backyard a sea She make GunWunna ease, we infinity, I dont never wanna leave Baby, when I go wild like that When I aint shy like that Steppin out and look fly like that He aint touchin on it Make him wanna go cry like that When I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh And I know you hate it when I tease you, baby See, when I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh Let me hear you tellin me, I need you, baby See, when I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh When I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh See, when I wine, wine, wine, wine He go, Why, why, oh, why, oh, why? Oh

Playmakers I beat the case, all this cash that I make Pull up in Wraiths, had to chop off the main Pull up in them horses , two million endorsements Tryna get on some Forbes shit Wave the flag its a forfeit Money come round like a orbit Evaporation, I absorb it Lambo green its a tortoise Eat the molly til Im nauseous Surround myself with the bosses Cause they done had it and they lost it These diamonds hittin on me darling I fucked your bitch and it aint cost me I fucked your ho and it aint cost me My diamonds green, not from Boston He talking mean so I offed him You wasnt loyal so you lost me Deliver my diamonds I ordered these I kick the bitch out, she recorded me I double back cause he had shorted me You niggas is soft like velour to me Stack it, stack it, stack it up A whole nother bracket, I leveled up All of the gang, got bezeled up Stay in your lane you dont make enough Parked the Benz on the side My ex-bitch got 5 Frog eyes, mob ties She choosing on me, all live All lives, black pride Lambo doors open wide Sipping Actavis, I nod Cocaine still alive I beat the case, all this cash that I make Pull up in Wraiths, had to chop off the main Pull up in them horses , two million endorsements Tryna get on some Forbes shit Wave the flag its a forfeit Money come round like a orbit Evaporation, I absorb it Lambo green its a tortoise Eat the molly til Im nauseous Surround myself with the bosses Cause they done had it and they lost it These diamonds hittin on me darling I fucked your bitch and it aint cost me I fucked the bitch she cant stop callin I fix my chain, I pop my collar I take out flights out to the pilot I walk in the bank and deposit I came off a PJ from overseas Im fucking that bitch from the Philippines Dont try to look you cant ordered these I put some nut on her double ds My shirt got a snake it by double G I see it, I buy if I want it Got VVS mixed with the pointers That on that whip aint no loner I just put a AK on my shoulder Just got a new spot for the soldiers Cop that new Bentley truck, fuck the Rover Ima thumb through the check til its over The F stand for full, I cant see a E Still can pull up and cop a P The police aint shit they cant stop a G Dropped a 100k when they indicted me I beat the case, all this cash that I make Pull up in Wraiths, had to chop off the main Pull up in them horses , two million endorsements Tryna get on some Forbes shit Wave the flag its a forfeit Money come round like a orbit Evaporation, I absorb it Lambo green its a tortoise Eat the molly til Im nauseous Surround myself with the bosses Cause they done had it and they lost it These diamonds hittin on me darling I fucked your bitch and it aint cost me

Tay Keith Run that back, Turbo Now I pull up in a foreign, foreign Javar said, Pick up that bag, right? If you aint getting money, what you on, on? If you aint getting money, what you on, on? Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna, Im a young Don Too many losses, yeah a nigga won She take that molly, drink that Sean Don Fly that private jet to Hong Kong Im rocking BAPE and they like King Kongs Stack them racks up every day of the month If you aint getting money, leave me lone, lone Make it rain, make it storm, storm Half a brick for the charm, charm Flooded AP on my arm, arm If you aint getting money, what you on, on? Half a million just to ride foreign If you aint getting money, what you on, on? Revenue touching my palms I hit up Moneybagg, we gotta go up I made a mansion, move my my niggas they stuff I balanced down and now Im flying above I might hit Magic and go throw me a dub Pour some mud up, now Im filled up with suds Locked with them and finally got me a buzz Golden child, niggas dont wanna touch You might can drip, but you dont drip it like us Designer down when I walk in the club So many blue hunnids, they thought I was cuz Im balling, bitch, fuck, I need me a sub Blunt stuffed, looking just like a nub Dont try to come around when you get squeaked, cant fuck with no leech Me and Gunna on the way to yo city, two first class seats If you aint getting money, what you on, on? Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna, Im a young Don Too many losses, yeah a nigga won She take that molly, drink that Sean Don Fly that private jet to Hong Kong Im rocking BAPE and they like King Kongs Stack them racks up every day of the month If you aint getting money, leave me lone, lone Make it rain, make it storm, storm Half a brick for the charm, charm Flooded AP on my arm, arm If you aint getting money, what you on, on? Half a million just to ride foreign If you aint getting money, what you on, on? Revenue touching my palms I know some hittas thats ready to eat, right now as I speak Im dripping, Im leaking, Im flashing my teeth, right now as I speak I used to trap off the back porch Now I got stamps on my passport I used to walk in the front door Finesse em and run out the back door We the bosses, you cant boss over us Get put in coffin, no more losses for us Too many foreigns, nothing but options for us The Spyder white with the pecan guts Ima ride, Im the one you can trust Homicide niggas stay in the cut I came a long way from serving that dust Too many shows, a young nigga booked up If you aint getting money, what you on, on? Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna, Im a young Don Too many losses, yeah a nigga won She take that molly, drink that Sean Don Fly that private jet to Hong Kong Im rocking BAPE and they like King Kongs Stack them racks up every day of the month If you aint getting money, leave me lone, lone Make it rain, make it storm, storm Half a brick for the charm, charm Flooded AP on my arm, arm If you aint getting money, what you on, on? Half a million just to ride foreign If you aint getting money, what you on, on? Revenue touching my palms Damn, Denaro

Hold up Wheezy outta here Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch Shut your mouth and drink my kids Freaky lil ho might drink my piss Wake up, go hit a lick, cant miss Hold up, lil bitch, I dont want you, lil bitch I aint cuffin no shit, you belong to this dick Fame got you ridin a carriage Pull up right now and embarrass you, yeah All of these sticks, Im a terrorist Your boyfriend a bitch and we scarin him, yeah Nut in that ho and you married her, ooh She for the gang and we sharin her These stones in my ear are three carats Niggas talk, remind me of a parrot Im in that zone, I put that shit on They try figure out what Im wearing Fly like a drone, go shop at Patrón Hit Barneys right after the Jeffery Addicted to clothes, I dress up at home She give me her dome, YSL on the throne Hold up, woah, hold up Whole lot of cash, we got Brinks bucks We back to back in the Lambo trucks Hold up, hold up I went and got in my bag, yup Play with them slimes, well smash you Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch Shut your mouth and drink my kids Freaky lil ho might drink my piss Wake up, go hit a lick, cant miss Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh I caught a body, I killed all the oppies I dress in hibachi, I done robbed my papi I sold him some soap and I told him its molly Automatic the coupe, automatic the shotty I drip in Off-White, clean up with no spotties I got a Spyder, my idol was Spikey Fuck with it, whackin, went been caught a body I bury him alive in the back of the Swats Bitches perform in the line, its a spot Murk him and let him sit down and just rot Shot up his coupe and we shot up the shop I dont care bout no court, I dont care bout no cops He dead on the scene, my niggas bang green Commited lil bitches, they down for the team Racks in, packs in, OMG This slatt biz, niggas know who we be Young nigga came in with a MAC-10 Serve em through the back then Yeah, I got the packs in, go get the backend Break the bitch back in I aint gotta run off, nigga, that was back then Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh Ayy, hundred racks on me right now, little bitch Shut your mouth and drink my kids Freaky lil ho might drink my piss Wake up, go hit a lick, cant miss Hold up, hold up, hold up Uh, uh, uh, uh

Diamonds water, you wear my chain, gotta hold your breath They locked my right hand up, I aint got much left I cant chase these bitches, I know Im the catch Me and your bitch and her friend just had a triple threat You aint drippin, your outfit make me upset Them little diamonds aint gonna hit the way they set Championship rings, my opponents getting swept I just booked your bitch a flight and it was coach Everybody cant be a starter, play your role Keep a 30 so I aint gotta reload When your car go fast it comes with different modes Got this money fast so I dont wanna spend it slow I aint lettin her back inside, she slammed my do Wanna stay the night, I told her, Its not one of those Quarter mill, I spend your budget on some clothes Different shaped X pills, like meeny, miny, moe Diamonds water, you wear my chain, gotta hold your breath They locked my right hand up, I aint got much left I cant chase these bitches, I know Im the catch Me and your bitch and her friend just had a triple threat You aint drippin, your outfit make me upset Them little diamonds aint gonna hit the way they set Championship rings, my opponents getting swept I just booked your bitch a flight and it was coach I fuck her tomorrow, every city and state I go Got crushed white diamonds sittin on top of the Rolls I changed the climate, threw a quick dime on the hoes I know it aint sinus, bitch keep playin with her nose We shoppin, put designer over her toes Yeah, she fine and all, but she prolly fucked the bros Hit her two times and then I put back on my clothes Orange Lambo truck , next time Im gettin that sky blue Rolls Got his hands up, we put the stick on one of his woes Locked my mans up, they sent to prison down the road Screamin, Fuck cancer, we takin the poison out your bones Found the answer, no help, I did it on my own Diamonds water, you wear my chain, gotta hold your breath They locked my right hand up, I aint got much left I cant chase these bitches, I know Im the catch Me and your bitch and her friend just had a triple threat You aint drippin, your outfit make me upset Them little diamonds aint gonna hit the way they set Championship rings, my opponents getting swept I just booked your bitch a flight and it was coach

Light bitch get out of my way, come on Yeah, yeah YSL shit Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah! First let me light my blunt, then Ima hit my cup She made you wait three months, first day she let me fuck All my young niggas up, doggin these hoes cant get stuck And I cant love on these hoes I just lust, we used to be broke used to ride on the bus Im in the lambo Im crawlin down sunset and I look like a motherfucking caterpillar I left a 9 in the spot and it came with a Glock and a motherfucking babysitter I dont surround myself around none of these broke niggas All I hang around is some Major niggas I use to break on the cops and I leave the block hot like some motherfucking Cajun nigga They talkin about us they cant face us niggas Bitches I dont wanna fuck say they hate a nigga Play with my money I gotta whole lot of tips for you just like Ima waiter nigga Every day my birthday like Yak Gotti Dont stand in no line I dont do no waiting Im geeked up right now and Im fuckin faded I thank the lord that we finally made it Thanking the lord that we here today He gave me a chance now Im here to stay Surrounded by real I dont fuck with fake If it aint about no money dont wanna play Better stay down get yo racks up Dont play crazy boy you act tough Im in pakistan Im in the bluff Say you got a hundred thou boy that aint shit to us Hit yo ass with a hundred round come pick em up Shot ole man up back I hope he dont run out of luck Mane all the bad bitches they wanna fuck they hurt em up Run through the club make it thunderstorm You never seen this is a one on one Young nigga they got a ton of guns Part of them they cant wait to eat some lunch Then they pulling up in all kind of foreigns No basic bitch you broke bitches boring First let me light my blunt, then Ima hit my cup She made you wait three months, first day she let me fuck All my young niggas up, doggin these hoes cant get stuck And I cant love on these hoes I just lust, we used to be broke used to ride on the bus Im in the lambo Im crawlin down sunset and I look like a motherfucking caterpillar I left a 9 in the spot and it came with a Glock and a motherfucking babysitter I dont surround myself around none of these broke niggas All I hang around is some Major niggas I use to break on the cops and I leave the block hot like some motherfucking Cajun nigga I use to trap on the block use to trap out the bando and break down the bundles Back in my momma house told her I aint moving out till I done stack me a hunnit Hit me my first lick and I buy me a pint and I went to go cop me a Honda That shit caught as fried as Mcdonalds, lil bitch get that shit, it werent funny The ice on my neck and wrist under my fingers I told you I gone shine like the summer I need me a bitch like Madonna, eat on that pussy, Kutana Bake that shit up like lasagna, she say she wanted young Gunna Im still on that run up get done up, walk in that club with that burner All of my niggas dont murder, dont know what you heard of, we came out the ghetto Came a long way from the Nat now we got us some racks and a spot in Rodeo Bitch Imma ball like a layup, I jus wan fuck and dont lay up I see niggas old need to pay up, you gon pay the cost or your day up First let me light my blunt, then Ima hit my cup She made you wait three months, first day she let me fuck All my young niggas up, doggin these hoes cant get stuck And I cant love on these hoes I just lust, we used to be broke used to ride on the bus Im in the lambo Im crawlin down sunset and I look like a motherfucking caterpillar I left a 9 in the spot and it came with a Glock and a motherfucking babysitter I dont surround myself around none of these broke niggas All I hang around is some Major niggas I use to break on the cops and I leave the block hot like some motherfucking Cajun nigga

Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign Chop off the top, Forgiato my rims Panama white, put the goat on my lip Riding on Melrose, Im in a spaceship Rolex on my wrist when I grip the steering wheel Im only running with real I got my own paper, I cant sign a deal Mansion in Beverly Hills I run up a check, give a fuck how you feel I just might teach you a lesson I cannot fuck with no peasant I only rock VVSs VVSs in my necklace VVSs got me reckless Its Gunna-Gunna, bitch you guessed it I might say some shit impressive I might do some shit, impress you Throw it up and let you catch it Hold me down and Ima bless you Ima buy you some Loubs, Ima buy you Giuseppe That money keep coming, they send it directly She suck on that dick and she give me that becky I give her ten thousand and I dont regret it Thank God that I made it, I used to be poor You lil niggas fell off, Young Gunna still on Remember I used to rock Polo, Ralph Lauren Now I pull off the lot in a new foreign Say fuck all you niggas, I know you aint with me This AMG 63, I gotta get it 24 inches, I want my shit lifted Ferraris and Lambs and Rolls Royce and Bentleys European wheels all through the city Cashed out, got my title and got my shit tinted Windows so dark man you cant even see in it Riding with the pitch like my shit is not rented I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign Chop off the top, Forgiato my rims Panama white, put the gold on my lips Riding on Melrose, Im in a spaceship Rolex on my wrist when I grip the steering wheel Im only running with real I got my own paper, I cant sign a deal Mansion in Beverly Hills I run up that check, give a fuck how you feel Im in here ridin with the carbon, ayy Hop in and out of the foreign Most of these boys, they corny They dont got no bread, they runnin around and they borin We dont make love with these bitches Bought a new Bentley truck with the riches Fuck one, both my palms itchin Lets have a toast and fuck your kidneys Fuck 5-0, I know they listenin They listenin to everything, yeah Better watch what you say to these bitches Cause in court they gonna put it on air, yeah I just want a band, I just need a band I miss Ben Franklin, I just want him back I cheated on him with Grants and Jacksons, why the fuck I do that? But I promise I aint gon do it no more, oh no-no-no-no, hey! I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign Chop off the top, Forgiato my rims Paint em all white, put the gold on the lips Riding on Melrose, Im in a spaceship Patek on my wrist when I grip the steering wheel Im only running with real I got my own paper, I cant sign a deal Mansion in Beverly Hills I run that shit up, give a fuck how you feel Give a fuck how you feel All of my niggas give a fuck how you feel Fuck around and play, get your bitch on a pill Fuck around and play, get your ho lil top peeled Fuck around and play, get your ho lil top peeled Fuck around and play, Ima pop me a pill We just go crazy, we dont pop the pills We can go brazy when I pop the pills We gon go brazy when I cop the pills We gon put cake, put the guap on your bitch We gon put cake on these bitches for real Play with the bitch and we saving they kids Savin they life and we buy em some heels Chanel bags by the low Hold up bitch playing, I got big ring bloods on the low Shh, stand low, I got big bloody bloods on the low Yeah-yeah Im on the west coast hanging with locs Ya dig nigga? Dont fix this bitch Let em dig this bitch Let em whip the wrist Out the pot, got the bowl Get a knot, buy a Rollie Buy Pateks, put some ice around your neck Pussy on your Put it on your point and click Put it on your private property Put it on your big bank Inside the pool Im top Belly busting Fuck nigga bust Bad back, YSL, we dont trust you Fuck round we gon bust you Fuck round we gon bust you We on Gresham with Guwop, fuck round we gon bust you I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign I wanna cop me a foreign Chop off the top, Forgiato my wrist Panama white, put the goat on my lip Riding on Melrose, Im in a spaceship Patek on my wrist when I grip the steering wheel Im only running with real I got my own paper, I cant sign a deal Mansion in Beverly Hills I run that shit up, give a fuck how you feel

Hey, pink toe vibes in the condo Richard Mille more than a hundo Shawty aint gon shoot but got a gun, though Ima spend the loot then kick the front door Baguetty come from Heaven, Im so petty We aint buy the cap that you keep sellin I done spent 250 just on bailin This some pressure cookie that I keep inhalin Vibes on my line , Chanel mob ties Drippin homicide Pull up in the coupe and let the wings touch the sky Shooters on the left, we aint lookin at your spies We gon try to try , Perky on me high Plain Jane, Patek Philippe, time flies Flyin, I cant trust him, you cant trust him cause he shy Diamond choker sittin on my turtleneck a tie Wake up bright and early, gettin service from a vibe I been shoppin, searchin for a Birkin I can buy Semi-auto loaded, do you really wanna ride? My dogll do you dirty, he keep murder on his mind I had to put a 30 extension on the .9 I had to cop Elliott, I couldnt read the time She wanna take the hard dick, put it in her spine Pussy cat, bald head, spinnin make it shine, spinnin make it shine Yeah, freaky pussy niggas, you aint none of my kind I brought my nigga with me just to keep him from the crime Fuck and spend a dime, I might leave the bitch cryin Peanut butter grind, I be feelin like Im flyin We already gone, and that music nigga trash VVS stone, you can see young Gunna shine My Margielas on, got me walkin with a rhine All my bitches fine Hey, pink toe vibes in the condo Richard Mille more than a hundo Shawty aint gon shoot but got a gun, though Ima spend the loot then kick the front door Baguetty come from Heaven, Im so petty We aint buy the cap that you keep sellin I done spent 250 just on bailin This some pressure cookie that I keep inhalin Yes, I fucked your bitch, I did it in the telly, yeah Ima hit it from the back, its in her belly, yeah Got Marconi on my feet, these niggas steady, yeah Swaggin on these niggas, they embarrassed Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin every carat Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married And you know that I pull up, I aint really too scary I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries I got a Müller that look like a Millie I got a Müller that look like a Millie I got a Müller that look like a Millie Yes, Im talkin Richard bracelet on my achilles You cannot classify this as a anklet Sat it right on a anchor, that shit almost sank ship Dip from my haters, like Im in the Matrix I hear echoes, my house, man this shit is too spacious, yeah I laugh when I go get the money Your bankroll got lots of twenties I wear oversized drip on a Monday, yeah My little ghetto bitch say that Im bummy She used two type V-neck in my Balmain Stuff my pockets, my pants fallin Every day Ima keep ballin, this a autobiography, not no small range, vroom Hey, pink toe vibes in the condo Richard Mille more than a hundo Shawty aint gon shoot but got a gun, though Ima spend the loot then kick the front door Baguetty come from Heaven, Im so petty We aint buy the cap that you keep sellin I done spent 250 just on bailin This some pressure cookie that I keep inhalin

30, you a fool for this one Im fallin’ in love with the life Fallin in love with the ice Fallin in love with the world Fallin’ in love with you, girl What you mean? She look so mean in lil blue jeans Girl, I done seen all the good In the back, in between I know Im wrong Prolly shouldnt want this niggas bitch but fuck it, Im on Off the boot, she lace her shoe, she getting gone Purest molly, real thing, shit strong And she smoke the loudest weed, Cheech and Chong Off the boot, she lace her shoe, she getting gone And she smoke the loudest weed, Cheech and Chong Im fallin in love with the life Fallin’ in love with the ice Fallin’ in love with the world Fallin in love with you, girl I done fell in love once again, oh-no, no I done fell in love once again, oh-no, no I been fallin’ in love with the world I done spent me a dub for your girl 60 racks for the club and 10 ounce for the pub I got mink on the rug And some diamonds and pearls Mm, Im around the world Bringin all this money in, I dont gotta work Nigga say he wanna spend, I cost a vert Love to see my bitches spend, cop a purse I just hopped out the Benz I got gold on my lens Gunna Gunna gon’ win Oh, you down til the end And you love to drink Hen Would you come with a friend? Me and Yachty again Overseas, spendin Yens Off the boot, she lace her shoe, she getting gone And she smoke the loudest weed, Cheech and Chong Im fallin in love with the life Fallin in love with the ice Fallin in love with the world Fallin in love with you, girl I done fell in love once again, oh-no, no I done fell in love once again, oh-no, no Ima own up to it Prolly should have never did this Sex on sex on sex You done fell in love with my dick You done fell in love once again, oh-no, no You done fell in love once again, oh-no, no

Man, all the hoes in the fuckin background, yall shut the fuck up Fuck you talkin, man, R5 in the fuckin building Show some respect Kick them folks out the spot, slime She still talkin? Oh, okay Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime Yeah, send your best robber, know well kill him, thinkin he gon take mine Know Im ballin on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like its Matt Ryan Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, cause Ima mind mine I grab a carbine, lil boy, my bitch, she fuckin on toys Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin opp pack in the Royce Im with R5, R5 Catch you at the red light, black out Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out Rich nigga, I dont eat Popeyes Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out And I know you niggas tryna gain clout Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em Yeah, were gonna FOX 5 em Dont make me call the clock stopper Ah, pretty lil vibe, skeetin in her eye Nickname jaw locker Feel like I glide, I been gettin high Nigga, Im a pill popper We got ten hundred-round choppers Heard you was a junkie, used to steal copper Pull up, whip game proper Money get A, lotta cake like Betty Crocker Uh, beatin through your bae, stalkers, I know every day robbers, gotta keep a door stopper Yeah, I be gettin more llama, Gunna, he a roadrunner, and his bitch a headhunter Billions just like Ted Turner gotta keep a real burner, never been a store runner These bitches yell, Go, Gunna You gotta be your own boss, uh Dressed like a showoff, go and get it, dont talk, let the money rub off Nah, these niggas gettin cut off, this is not a love lost, well never do soft You pussy niggas too soft Free all my niggas, gotta prison walk Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime Yeah, send your best robber, know well kill him, thinkin he gon take mine Know Im ballin on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like its Matt Ryan Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, cause Ima mind mine I grab a carbine, lil boy, my bitch, she fuckin on toys Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin opp pack in the Royce Im with R5, R5 Catch you at the red light, black out Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out Hundred round drum on your boy, and we just hopped out a Royce We pullin up with a silencer, no, they aint makin noise Man, I had to pack the shirt, man, I had to peppermint it Yeah, I send a big blitz, yeah, I had to go and end it Go and drop the fuckin pin, well pull up in a minute Yeah, I know the Lord mad at me cause a nigga sinnin I aint talkin motherfuckin testin Ray J, man, I come out that Wraith just with motherfuckin bangers I let that cutter hit every angle, I come out that back, whips like Im Django What the fuck a pussy boy had said? I dont know if he aint speakin slime language And I just left town with ten, pockets on top, nigga, no time to count us Free Homicide, it was just a homicide, yeah, in the daytime Yeah, send your best robber, know well kill him, thinkin he gon take mine Know Im ballin on a bitch ass nigga, and I pass his ho like its Matt Ryan Yeah, you live longer if you mind your business, cause Ima mind mine I grab a carbine, lil boy, my bitch, she fuckin on toys Bored, then jump off the porch, smokin opp pack in the Royce Im with R5, R5 Catch you at the red light, black out Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out Yeah, I guarantee these niggas tap out Rich nigga, I dont eat Popeyes Presidential Rollie, brought the clock out And I know you niggas tryna gain clout Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em Yeah, you know were gonna FOX 5 em

Oh, hope that money dont change you Oh-oh-oh, hope that money dont change you All that pain, we remain cool Its a shame what that fame do Feed your fam and just stay humble, mmh Got a check, got me flossing on my worst day Got some diamonds, water water if you thirsty Got a pint, quarter pound, this a presy Young Gunna Gunna drippin feng shui Gave your bitch a hundred, didnt have no change Dolce and Gabanna with some clear frames Bitches wanna fuck me cause my wrist blang AP wrist game, whippin big things When Im in UK I fuck real tings They hate to see you smile when your grill bling Im ballin, I have fun like the little league You niggas gangrene, them racks cant change me Oh, hope that money dont change you Oh-oh-oh, hope that money dont change you All that pain, we remain cool Its a shame what that fame do Feed your fam and just stay humble, mmh Talking to my cousin through the wall Know theyre waiting on my downfall They keep calling, getting the dialtone I dont want to talk at all You was hating fore I made it You dont want me to see greatness I dont want to share relations, nah I dont want to shake your hand at all We all the same, my niggas plan to ball Its forever fuck the law, I forever rock G-Raw Today you ran into a star, yeah I might say drip in ever bar, yeah I wont trade this shit at all Oh, hope that money dont change you Oh-oh-oh, hope that money dont change you All that pain, we remain cool Its a shame what that fame do Feed your fam and just stay humble, mmh

Im in London with my slatts I aint see this comin when I was out there movin packs I was down bad on my ass, nigga, thats a fact Slam thirty slugs in that MAC, pray I make it back Im Al Pacino, Scarface, kilos in the walls in my trap Fuck nigga, shut your trap, fore we put you on the map Im up in Reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks Lifes a race, we first place, all them opps, we overlapped I OD fore I relapse International Gunna, I been all across the map She love my persona, aint no cap in none of my raps Im in London, and these bitches lookin at me like Im the snack Slatt, slatt, all I yell is slatt We smokin all these cookies, go order another batch Thеse lil pussies some rookiеs, aint nobody can match Dont throw no money in Tootsies, I dont know how to act We wantin a rematch, my slime aint givin it back You play, we gonna attack, its best for you to relax If Thugger give me the word, man, I swear you gonna get wacked Im shootin like Julius Erving, you know your shit get splat Splat, splat, know your shit get splat Free my brother in prison, I just bought him another Jag We argue twenty-four hours, aint no need for you to be mad Its rainin bullets like shower, aint no goin outside Im in London with my slatts I aint see this comin when I was out there movin packs I was down bad on my ass, nigga, thats a fact Slam thirty slugs in that MAC, pray I make it back Im Al Pacino, Scarface, kilos in the walls in my trap Fuck nigga, shut your trap, fore we put you on the map Im up in Reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks Lifes a race, we first place, all them opps we overlapped Yeah, cash never runnin out, time to bring the tommies out Pills make my tummy shout, used to sell them by the playground I aint with the fuck around, baby, I dont fuck around .50 Cal hit his brow, I let off a couple rounds Look at me now like Chris Brown, sold-out shows, jump in the crowd Love my girl, she hold me down, I love my forty, it be holdin me down Percocet, it controllin me now, I take a couple of thirties, then wild Do it cause my dad was wild, far from a pastor child Rockin the Owens, yeah, that was Rick, you see all this shit I did Not just cause I imagined it, actually worked for it Now Im up in London, yeah, chillin on the Forbes Pills in my stomach, yeah Aint no lil boy, I aint scared of nothin So, Im at your head like concussion Me and Gunna finna wet up the function Smoke a nigga like a pack of Runtz Percocets got me like a zombie, I need a Pack-a-Punch Uh, watch me roadrun, leavin these niggas in the dust Im in London with my slatts I aint see this comin when I was out there movin packs I was down bad on my ass, nigga, thats a fact Slam thirty slugs in that MAC, pray I make it back Im Al Pacino, Scarface, kilos in the walls in my trap Fuck nigga, shut your trap, fore we put you on the map Im up in Reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks Lifes a race, we first place, all them opps we overlapped

Last year won a bag, yeah, I got Ms in advance Tryna cash out like a Cash App, I put cash in her hand Talkin foreign with no visa, put a shark on land Pourin codeine out a freezer, I can feel it like a Xan I know you want you some bands Im havin millions of fans Young GunWunna cool as a fan, yeah Ten on a bitch, get a tan, yeah You broke, I cant hear what you sayin We spin the whole block, I aint playin We hunt the boy like a bloodhound When they showed up, its a man down Wow, need to take care like a cash cow Penthouse suite at the top of the mountain Wow, need to take care like a cash cow Penthouse suite at the top of the mountain Wow, need to touch money like a cash cow Racks make a pocket poke out Got an Elliot stamp with a rose crown Im top floor talkin from the mountain Key lime, put it in the mouth, ow Now she makin me aroused Pretty pussy, I eat it, Mr. Chow, ow Glock hold thirty whole rounds They be water, my chains bust down Just copped my mans a bustdown I remember I couldnt afford a pound, now Money on me, gotta look around These hits got me in and out of town My fits, I could drip but never drown Hot shit, need to wipe a nigga down Last year won a bag, yeah, I got Ms in advance Tryna cash out like a Cash App, I put cash in her hand Talkin foreign with no visa, put a shark on land Pourin codeine out a freezer, I can feel it like a Xan I know you want you some bands Im havin millions of fans Young GunWunna cool as a fan, yeah Ten on a bitch, get a tan, yeah You broke, I cant hear what you sayin We spin the whole block, I aint playin We hunt the boy like a bloodhound When they showed up, its a man down Wow, need to take care like a cash cow Penthouse suite at the top of the mountain Wow, need to take care like a cash cow Penthouse suite at the top of the mountain Ow, came in the game with my own style Top shelf, top floor pent I bought my bitch a Chanel blouse Off-White slime, good kicks Committed to the game, I said my vows One-point-seven what I paid for a house Remember I was sellin point-sevens out the house Gunna aint livin for the clout Gunna smokin boost, got the clouds, yeah Heard you got a Louis V pouch My bracelets at least a hundred thou I basically made it out the South A nigga waited patiently, I aint never pout Now I get to spendin it and never runnin out Its a Fendi, and I aint gotta doubt Last year won a bag, yeah, I got Ms in advance Tryna cash out like a Cash App, I put cash in her hand Talkin foreign with no visa, put a shark on land Pourin codeine out a freezer, I can feel it like a Xan I know you want you some bands Im havin millions of fans Young GunWunna cool as a fan, yeah Ten on a bitch, get a tan, yeah You broke, I cant hear what you sayin We spin the whole block, I aint playin We hunt the boy like a bloodhound When they showed up, its a man down Wow, need to take care like a cash cow Penthouse suite at the top of the mountain Wow, need to take care like a cash cow Penthouse suite at the top of the mountain

Please stop playin with me, bitch Please stop playin with me Please stop playin with me, bitch Please stop playin with me Ayy, you bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame Look at my watch, look at my ring You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin You bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame Look at my watch, look at my ring You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin Way too lit, watch my drip When I take that sip, niggas know I aint playin Im from the H, excuse my slang Im comin down, know what Im sayin? I really be workin, bought me a Birkin I bet if I post it, them bitches gon hate Sayin you happy and knowin you hatin Dont congratulate me, you bitches is fake Just got a bag, went to the lot Looked at the dealer and told him, Ill take it Before I was rich, I was poppin my shit Now that Im lit, aint shit changed Watchin me blow up, watchin me glow up Ayy, I know you cant take it, ayy Talkin that shit from way over there Huh, bitch, stop playin Ayy, you bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame Look at my watch, look at my ring You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin You bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame Look at my watch , look at my ring You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin Say it again You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin Your Rolex is flooded, look at your hand My house came with acres, I own some land Big booty bitch bout to bust out her pants Damn, look how she walk , she got a stance These hoes throwin salt , you might get a chance Young Wunna big boss, my Ms in advance Feel like a prince , money gon print Im kickin shit, young Jackie Chan Im the new voice, ridin round with that bread My crew done got rich, aint no way be depressed Im so elite , Im the rap MVP Aint no way to compete, you get way too much rest Keep that shit on, every day I be dressed Im rockin Margiela, this t-shirt is mesh Please stop playin with me, bitch Please stop playin with me Please stop playin with me, bitch Please stop playin with me Ayy, you bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame Look at my watch, look at my ring You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin You bitches is weird, I dont wanna hang Way that he talkin, Im knowin he lame Look at my watch, look at my ring You know how Im comin, bitch, stop playin Ah

I made a 100 today Look at my Rollie when I need a date Theres flawless VSs inside of the face I see the stars inside of the Wraith I went for the cup but Im still in L.A Pray to the Lord that I beat my case I pour up a four and I go outer space Cant go back and forth, aint no time to debate Real nigga shit and you cannot relate I aint got no feelings, I dont feel the fakes I keep a Glock .40 on side of my waist My plug get that work and it slip out of state I pop me a perc and now Im in a daze I aint got no pressures and Im tired of waiting I bought a big house thats surround with a gate I moved out the hood, made sure momma straight I cannot stop, I gotta keep going I cant go off, I gotta stay on These niggas fake, these niggas fraud We at the top and you niggas boring Got with the slimes and I started touring Jumped out the jet, went and copped me a foreign Four Audemars, finna dip it in water Go to Saks Fifth I might spend me a quarter We shit on these niggas and shit on these bitches My loc on Old Nat cut that dope in the kitchen Ima rap on my track, I done make a decision It used to be Green but now we shop at Lennox The lean on my face just to help with my vision Handle my part and I play my position I use my brain and I pay attention Ima sit back, chop up that work up like Beni Ride in the foreign and no it aint rented This a freestyle, its just the beginning We just be wilding and we aint got no limit Money keep piling and Ima swim in it Im going hard like Im in the 9th inning Come through in Forgee no shittin and pissin Bitch Im a shark, I swim with the fishes I pray to the God, you know Im committed I made a 100 today Look at my Rollie when I need a date Theres flawless VSs inside of the face I see the stars inside of the Wraith I went for the cup but Im still in L.A Pray to the Lord that I beat my case I pour up a four and I go outer space Cant go back and forth, aint no time to debate Real nigga shit and you cannot relate I aint got no feelings, I dont feel the fakes I keep a Glock .40 on side of my waist My plug get that work and it slip out of state I pop me a perc and now Im in a daze I aint got no pressure and Im tired of waiting I bought a big house thats surround with a gate I moved out the hood, made sure momma straight Im still in the streets, cause shit can get deep I gotta keep Meech, Chanel on my feet My jewelry aint cheap, I know Im a beast I go get that work, watch my niggas eat I need some more diamonds, my team need some rings Put ice in my teeth, man I l feel like a king Red bottoms on with my YSL jeans I need that drip when I walk on the scene Look up at a boss when you talking to me You know this shit cost I cant walk through for free I pour up that mud and I roll up, get geeked I heard he ran off on you niggas, you sleep I made 45 and I break down a P I bought the whole house, they didnt give me a lease Run through the week make a hunnid at least Copped me a coupe, it aint come with no key Bitch I be high and I dont get no sleep They say I ride when Im on a beat I love your vibe lets fuck in the suite She got her friend fucking on me The strong gon survive and these niggas weak This a freestyle but this shit aint free I got crocodile all over my seats They eat up the style, they get it from me I made a 100 today Look at my Rollie when I need a date Theres flawless VSs inside of the face I see the stars inside of the Wraith I went for the cup but Im still in L.A Pray to the Lord that I beat my case I pour up a four and I go outer space Cant go back and forth, aint no time to debate Real nigga shit and you cannot relate I aint got no feelings, I dont feel the fakes I keep a Glock .40 on side of my waist My plug get that work and it slip out of state I pop me a perc and now Im in a daze I aint got no pressure and Im tired of waiting I bought a big house thats surround with a gate I moved out the hood, made sure momma straight

A Lau on the beat Woah Lil Purpp bless your trap Young Gunna bless your drip Oh, yeah Amiri jeans hold a TEC, thats how I be stylin That lil bitch give me that neck, take her on an island A-A-AP with the baguettes, my wrist water slidin Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wildin Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wildin AP with the baguettes, my wrist water slidin Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wildin A-A-AP with the baguettes, my wrist water slidin Please dont tell me these yours, these new Christian Diors We rich and used to be poor, pay me that lean, Ill pour it Left wrist lookin like Floyd, yeah, I know you saw it Heartprints over my heart, Comme des Garçons Got in my bag like chips, slap that dick on her lips Lil Purpp bless your trap, Young Gunna bless your drip Me and Dreezy got weed in my lap, we done made filthy zips Chanel belt around my waist, holding up extended clip Amiri jeans hold a TEC, thats how I be stylin That lil bitch give me that neck, take her on an island A-A-AP with the baguettes, my wrist water slidin Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wildin Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wildin AP with the baguettes, my wrist water slidin Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wildin A-A-AP with the baguettes, my wrist water slidin Ran through that check with the mob, we just bought three cars I cant shop at no mall, I hit Neiman Marc Got a big drake on my lap, but I only need two shots Bitch suck my dick three times, and I aint even talk Big smoke, riding round town with my wrist froze Brought that bitch from the strip home Turned that bitch to a rich ho And Im still serving them Xannies Lil bitch came in with no panties Boy want beef with my gang though We gon hit you and your family Amiri jeans hold a TEC, thats how I be stylin That lil bitch give me that neck, take her on an island A-A-AP with the baguettes, my wrist water slidin Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wildin Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wildin AP with the baguettes, my wrist water slidin Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wildin A-A-AP with the baguettes, my wrist water slidin

Ballin hard, break the rules I didnt come here to lose Fresh, first day of school  Diamonds wetter than a pool, oh I dont play around, I dont play around, dont play around I aint playin round, I dont play around, dont play around Mink fur when its cold Neck full of rose gold Ive been reachin my goals Travel all across the globe, oh I dont play around, I dont play around, dont play around I dont play around, I aint playin round, dont play around Poverty No cash for the gas, stove a heater, this is poverty In the hood sellin trash, bustin gats, givin mama money on the lease We gotta eat, fast forward, now Im on the Forbes, say I got a lot of cheese Count a lot of Gs, we aint poor no more, aint nobody ever bother me Baby say she wanna swallow me Maybe later, thats if anything Im critiquing my quality People listenin to anything You remind me of a Billie Jean Listen, baby, you will never get a ring Yeah, Im high, but I aint goin for anything Yeah, this money green, but we werent never green Blow your shit up til its smithereens Long live Nipsey, pussy niggas killed a king Ima foul a nigga, fuck a penalty Money all in, aint no in-between I got Hog and Cobby til infinity I got Nech and Booka til infinty Kill our enemies, party with some bitches in the Philippines Ballin hard, break the rules I didnt come here to lose Fresh, first day of school Diamonds wetter than a pool, oh I dont play around, I dont play around, dont play around I aint playin round, I dont play around, dont play around Mink fur when its cold Neck full of rose gold Ive been reachin my goals Travel all across the globe, oh I dont play around, I dont play around, dont play around I dont play around, I aint playin round, dont play around Pockets stuffed, lookin swole Im a G, cant lie to me Im strictly sticking to the code The jet got speed, astrology Feel a different feelin when you flow I love your energy and the air you breathe I will never let you go If its anything that you ever need Ima pick up, call me on the phone Hold me down til the dirt gone Rollin Loud know my worst song I aint turnin down, still turned on My pretty vibe, she earth tone Paid sixty thousand for my birth stone I remember trappin off a work phone I got day one niggas missin, some temporary, some long gone I try to save my niggas, if you call him brother, better tell him when he wrong I see the waves gettin bigger, tryna paint a picture, gotta pay attention, though We paved the way for our niggas, now we pourin liquor down these pretty bitches throat Ballin hard, break the rules I didnt come here to lose Fresh, first day of school Diamonds wetter than a pool, oh I dont play around, I dont play around, dont play around I aint playin round, I dont play around, dont play around Mink fur when its cold Neck full of rose gold Ive been reachin my goals Travel all across the globe, oh I dont play around, I dont play around, dont play around I dont play around, I aint playin round, dont play around

Yeah Ayy what Blac Youngsta tell them hoes? Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me I cant get enough of it, all of this jealousy I had a petty bitch, you can do better things Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring In my DM meddling, off the X, that ecstasy Seven hundred for the Vetements Im a boss, not a gentleman All my hoes intelligent Cant set me up, Tori Brixx I like my bitches lit I spend a bag of checks Ecstasy, Tesla Amiri jeans fetish Look at my world, lets get in tune Look at this lean, addicted to it While he off the leaf, embalming fluid Shopping spree, I overdo it, yeah Stick talk stick talk Sneak diss, this stick talk Dont talk, just stick talk Im with niggas that stick talk Go to Europe to get all the euros Yes sir, designer apparel Chapo, need to find the heroin Broke bitch, that vibell kill you Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me I cant get enough of it, all of this jealousy I had a petty bitch, you can do better things Smoke gas, kerosene, three roll, wedding ring In my DM meddling, off the X, that ecstasy I cant get enough of it I shootout in public My soda is bubbly My chest and neck watery I turned to a better me The Hellcat got hella speed She want methamphetamines Hope you dont never leave I move it like Billy Jean A leopard Amiri jeans D&G but Ive been a king Family, you cant get between Dont you please try to intervene Gunna dripping by any means Elli-A got my jewelry clean Got a rose and white wedding ring I married the presidents I aint leaving no evidence Slimy life, Im not scared of shit Fuck her face let her eat the dick Cant deny, thats just what it is Ima take care my brothers kids Got it out of a muddy ditch We done brought all the hundreds in Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me Just dont talk to me

And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me She dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me But dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands And she dont wanna really see me flex She know Im next, so she dont wanna really see who next Im knowin that she miss me, way I used to kiss her Way I used to hug her, way I used to hit her Not physically, but physically They dont know me, why the fuck you let em mention me? I know they hatin, they need company for misery You let em get to you, but I wont let em get to me Im talkin ever I know you probably let him fuck, I fuck you better I know you miss a nigga face on your FaceTime Never stay the same, I always turn it up a level You wanna dig a deeper hole? Well, go and shovel You gotta let em dig it, is you diggin it? I had to separate, a nigga wasnt feelin it Remember you was down when you was into me But you no longer in it, now you fuckin up my energy These bitches down for a date with me, but I dont really like to date So all these cornball niggas cant relate to me, and I aint even tryna hate And Im the type to let you eat up off the plate with me, but you wont even share the plate And if I ever ever went out on a date with you, Id probably stillll show up late And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me She dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me But dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands She really wanna see young Gunna flex his bands Know a nigga fresh, got a cross on my pants Took a loss, still doin the best that I can Im a boss, I can do whatever you cant Ima fuck her hard in a bulletproof van Money extra large, stretch from here to Japan She know I aint a fraud, do you dig what Im sayin? I know you want me to be your man A bad lil vibe, you cool as a fan I knock the pussy out like she took a Xan You know Im livin wild, still gave me a chance I heard you fucked the dawg, I cant give a damn Like DaBaby, Im a player, I cant date her, man Im flyin past your crib, you can see when I land Im known to break a bitch, Ill never ever bend And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me She dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands And I know that Im the best out Make a bitch burn my house down like she Left Eye, yeah On my TLC, a lot of freaks But aint never met a freak like my freak from the westside, yeah And I know she love me But dont wanna see me leave, dont wanna see me be the best I can She dont wanna really see how fresh I am She dont wanna really see me flex my bands

Hop in a Ghost with a bad lil ho and Im already knowin it gon come with some smoke Yes, Im steppin on niggas in Maison Margielas, you can get squished like a roach, yeah Keep it solid, keep it quiet , nobody ever gon know And Im on some real slatt business, yeah, she gettin back doored Yeah, I came out a mink , hop out the Rolls, I look like a sink Im with some shooters that never blink , these trousers thats on me hold treasury My car aint rented, Im the only one with it And I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches Shots at his mouth, no need for no dentist Bitch, Im Prince Slime, dont care bout your feelings Nah, aint scared of nobody My car got a waist, its wide-body Dare you play with Wheezy, you gon die bout it Dare you play with this bankroll, youll die bout it Yeah, the black truck a hotbox You dissed me, yes, youre knocked off You’re pillow talkin, you aint playin, yeah Meanwhile Im gettin mine off Post on the block like Hirby Kirby If I see your bitch, just know that Im flirtin She talkin bout How many licks til it burst? I kidnap the money, send AMBER Alert Shoot up the block, tear up turf Cause Im knowin you can fit in the hearse Shots fired, hell never see a nurse You know he the canvas, cause we paint his shirt Hop in a Ghost with a bad lil ho and Im already knowin it gon come with some smoke Yes, Im steppin on niggas in Maison Margielas, you can get squished like a roach, yeah Keep it solid, keep it quiet , nobody ever gon know And Im on some real slatt business, yeah, she gettin back doored Yeah, I came out a mink , hop out the Rolls, I look like a sink Im with some shooters that never blink , these trousers thats on me hold treasury My car aint rented, Im the only one with it And I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches Shots at his mouth, no need for no dentist Bitch, Im Prince Slime, dont care bout your feelings Chandelier on my wrist, not in the ceiling Who got your whip? I heard its rented He done fell off tryna be independent How he get rich off the shit I invented? Whole lotta cap , whole lotta kizzy Broke in the trap, now I got millions She fuckin my pops like he Diddy Keed to the top, the terrace see the city I dont wan fuck her if her feet aint pretty GunWunna, cousin, know I fuck with business Geeked up like Bobby and Im rockin Ricky Fly in that lil hottie, hit her at the Whitney She sloppy-toppy, suck it out the tippy All in her mouth, I busted like a semi Fucked a bitch twice and now I need some distance Now lay down on the couch and told her, Dont come near me Hop in a Ghost with a bad lil ho and Im already knowin it gon come with some smoke Yes, Im steppin on niggas in Maison Margielas, you can get squished like a roach, yeah Keep it solid, keep it quiet , nobody ever gon know And Im on some real slatt business, yeah, she gettin back doored Yeah, I came out a mink , hop out the Rolls, I look like a sink Im with some shooters that never blink , these trousers thats on me hold treasury My car aint rented, Im the only one with it And I came from the bottom, I came from the trenches Shots at his mouth, no need for no dentist Bitch, Im Prince Slime, dont care bout your feelings

I thought you was gon be there for me You know, when it really counted for me You know, I was bankin off that, you know? And when you wasnt, like it caught a nigga off guard like shi- You know what I mean? Backup Save us both the hassle Don’t say what you don’t mean If you won’t stand by me when I need you Girl, like when I need you Why do you push all my limits What am I missing? Why do I give but don’t get it? Kept the relationship quiet but I didn’t hide I was in it Girl, that’s some wisdom I held it down to the minute I deserve plenty I deserve more than you giving I deserve sex that’s so vivid That shit gon grab on my spirit and fuck up my memory I can say so much about you, uh But got nothin else to say to you, yeah So loyal shit is unusual Maybe that’s what you got used to, and oh by the way Thats why I had to go away You need some time and some space You need to fuck on these niggas and learn why these bitches complain All of these niggas is lame Lately, I’m doin my thing, yeah Associates on magazines, yeah Mama done raised her a king, yeah King, yeah Went through some things but I’m clean, yeah Fucked on some hoes UNT, yeah They let me rebound for free, yeah But even when the lights off I was dreaming you and me, yeah Backup Save us both the hassle Don’t say what you don’t mean If you won’t stand by me when I need you Girl, like when I need you I just cant stay mad at you Tell you the truth Girl, Im in love what you do I wanna ride on the south with the top off the coup Two-door, just me and you Sippin codeine so much I gotta bad tooth Poppin off tags, ooh She sucking my dick at the tip I tip, gratitude, I like her attitude Baby, aint petty for us we been bonding Countin that money Whipped overseas she met me out in London Bankroll full of hundreds That cap that you telling me, it aint mean nothing then I did that shit times ten Copped a new whip and you renew your license CL all white Benz Backup Save us both the hassle Don’t say what you don’t mean If you won’t stand by me when I need you Girl, like when I need you Yeah, yeah Backup Go and save us both the hassle I can work it out for you, baby Temptation still drive me crazy when I need you And Ima pour the liquor right now, right now With a new shorty right now, right now Thinking bout you right now, right now This a freestyle, yeah, for free, yeah I can say this from my brain brain brain brain, yeah Cause all these feels remain, yeah

I took that drip all the way cross the border That two door Maybach shit that came with some stars I stood on this shit, I dont get an award All the new whips comin with a push start I dont fear shit but I rock fear of god Took the spaceship and I landed on Mars, ah Oh, Wheezy the wave, need a board yeah You rich when you make it on Forbes, yeah We winnin, stop checkin the score, yeah We can live with no warning Spur of the moment But its war if you want it Get too much of this money, buyin too many guns, they treat me like a god Too many keys to these exotic cars Too many freaks, I been fuckin a foreign If you niggas fly then I must be airborne Wont pay you no mind and they gon pay me more Hopped in the coupe, let the Tesla charge I keep the strap cause I really be knownin I cant imagine my family poor But I can see my mama in Dior We walk inside and they closin the store You niggas aint drippin like Gunna the boy Geekin up and its already a sport Jeep and its clanging, the engine it roaring Fiending so much I dont know what to pour In middle school when I jumped off the porch Good in the hood, had to dodge all the narcs I made it out, gotta live with some scars Protectin your family, you gotta go hard The way my drip set, that shit come with a scar I took that drip all the way cross the border That two door Maybach shouldve came with some stars I stood on this shit, I dont get an award All the new whips comin with a push start I dont fear shit but I rock fear of god Took the spaceship and I landed on Mars, ah Wheezy wave, I got a board Balmain jeans cut like a sword Im drippin sauce like its sore Im one of the owners Car not a loaner I want carats and pointers I really fuck with lil shawty, I pay for whatever she order My brothers get jammed, we cash out on a lawyer Gunna always have your back like a spoiler Some happen, I gotta look out for your daughter You cappin, Im rappin my shit, you ignorin Saving the profit, our business is growin They felt sunny days and they wish for a storm Fly in the sky, young nigga airborne Wiring account, money come in all sorts I really trapped out that Honda Accord My chopper my pillow when Im in the war Blue hundreds my reason, lil nigga whats yours? She tell me she cummin, Im strokin it more Thinkin that time we go big like the Hulk Feel me, you thought I wouldnt make it at all Get rich and I still gotta duck all the law Shut the fuck up, I dont need you to talk I ran up the millions just watching you walk You never gon win when you droppin the salt I took that drip all the way cross the border That two door Maybach shouldve came with some stars I stood on this shit, I dont get an award All the new whips comin with a push start I dont fear shit but I rock fear of god Took the spaceship and I landed on Mars, ah

That be Maaly Raw Need a girl that puts in work for those racks Yeah, then she brings them back to dad Need a girl that puts in work for those racks Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy Fashionable killer, ice like the winter, Im puttin you under arrest Cuffin a winner, cuff in the winter, princess cut diamonds the best Ima remember, give you the world, you my Jasmine, Aladdin, no cap Trap with a MAC, we just be floatin, and she brings it back to daddy Shirt cost a rack, name on your tat, first class, we pull up to LAX I cant go back, brick in my bag, now I come clean like a bath, uh She wanna dance Meringue my pendant, Pusseno the watch on my hand Vegas, Im doin the damage Five hundred C-notes thats stacked in my bag Coolin my jets, aint Snapchattin pics to look cool on a jet Uber arrived, while you pool to the jects Rick Owen on, Im not new to this dress , super my flex Flew to the west, XO the gang, aint no foolin the set Upgraded house, got a pool and a fence Shooter beside me, they cool with the ref, blew in a tech Need a girl that puts in work for those racks Yeah, then she brings them back to dad Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy Yeah, sip some syrup, then relax I got birds in the trap I got curtains in the back, yeah Put the whole city on my back Quarter milli in my bag Im goin shoppin when I land, uh I fill a Backwood up with weed I got a few hoes overseas, uh Turned to a car, ride the beat, uh Turbo cant stay off the keys, uh Hop out the Porsche to a Jeep, uh Bitch dressin up like a cheap ho Seen me count up me some Gs, yeah All my sauce covered with Gs, uh Cut me a check The only ones talkin I know aint a threat Im a big boss, I can double the bet She mad cause I keep ignorin her texts YSLXO, family til we dead I fell asleep with two hoes in my bed Get what you want and you dont gotta beg Bean had me geeked so I poured up some red Need a girl that puts in work for those racks Yeah, then she brings them back to dad Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy I rock Chanel when I flex at banquet That Chevy Impala, it creep through your ends Cant trust these bitches and no more new friends Feel like Sid Vicious, I hop out the Benz I got a car and I came from the jects I feel like Mozart, I play with those keys She say, Te amo, I dont speak no Spanish I rock Chanel when I flex at the banquet Young nigga glamorous, twinkly twink Drown in my drip, man, I swear I cant sink Fuck at the office off one or two drinks Dippin my pen in this company ink Need a girl that puts in work for those racks Yeah, then she brings them back to dad Need me a bitch that puts in work for those racks Yeah, and she brings them to back to daddy

I been tourin Cant get to me They cant get to me They cant get to me because Im up right now They cant get to me because Im up Flyer than a motherfuckin pilot We been on the jets, we fly private I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow Then I gotta go to Texas, Ill be back tomorrow Ever since I was a youngin I been chasin every dollar Count up them blue hundreds, we aint got no money problems Im tryna stack up and get it I went from rags to riches I blow the bag in Lenox I heard your Jag was rented I know you mad, admit it Jump in that Lam and hit it When I put that shit on I be drippin I fuck the baddest bitches Bend that shit over, let me hit from the back She got some good head, Ima send her to Saks Bitch Im a dog and Im killin the cat And Im a slime, bitch you better free Yak You niggas dont talk, boy you better relax I make a call, get you beat with a bat Get your shit popped like the top of a gnat I got the cheese and you niggas is rats They cant get to me because Im up right now They cant get to me because Im up Flyer than a motherfuckin pilot We been on the jets, we fly private I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow Then I gotta go to Texas, Ill be back tomorrow Ever since I was a youngin I been chasin every dollar Count up them blue hundreds, we aint got no money problems And I left the hood broke, came back in a Murciélago I might fuck on your daughter, I used to ride on MARTA Bitch know Im a player, I coach the team like Coach Carter She tried to take me to Maury, no bitch Im not the father All of these bitches they know that we get it Takin them private flights city to city The shit that they doin, we already did it Never been losin, we already winning Coupe fully loaded, its already tinted Pulled off the lot, leave the top with the dealer Im not a rapper, bitch I am a dealer They cant get to me cause Im in the middle They cant get to me because Im up right now They cant get to me because Im up Flyer than a motherfuckin pilot We been on the jets, we fly private I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow Then I gotta go to Texas, Ill be back tomorrow Ever since I was a youngin I been chasin every dollar Count up them blue hundreds, we aint got no money problems We aint got no money problems, we aint got no money problems I told em put me in the game coach, Im a starter And if she actin like she need me Ima starve her Remember days ridin on MARTA But now we flyin private jets to different cities And I keep a bad bitch with me Two chains everywhere like Tity, I done growed up Bad bitches askin where the weed, its time to roll up They cant get to me because Im up right now They cant get to me because Im up Flyer than a motherfuckin pilot We been on the jets, we fly private I just touched down in L.A. today, in New York tomorrow Then I gotta go to Texas, Ill be back tomorrow Ever since I was a youngin I been chasin every dollar Count up them blue hundreds, we aint got no money problems

Dont put me on no time, I aint late Still rockin Balmain and BAPE Sit back and roll a whole eighth Smokin that shit to the face All color coupes, different race Skrrt on a car, hit a gate Aint seein no slime with the day Gon tell her we come from the A Stripper gettin off, I aint waitin Skrrtin off in the fast lane Smoke a whole pack to the brain Slide in that Bentley Mulsanne 2018, a new Range Thumb through the check, ease the pain Crack you a seal, pour a pint He goin psycho, insane Doin the shit that you cant Drip on your bitch like a saint I dropped a stack on my ring Im bout to blow like a tank Wire that shit to the bank How much you want for that Wraith? Twenty-four inches, and Im finna skate Rollie, Sky-Dweller the face Still gettin them racks out of state Put that lil bitch in her place I put them hoes in order I put them hoes in order I went and blowed a quarter Diamonds is cold as water Diamonds is cold as water Were tryna own the border Already sold her off Bring out them racks, Ima bet it Still shootin dice at the palace All kind of coupes, come with gadgets Young Gunna, he still livin lavish I treat these lil hoes like some maggots They stick to the king like a magnet And suck up on me, call me daddy Slept first, Ill never forget it You prolly didnt know she was with it Now she drip from her mouth to the titties Had to move, cause she fucked the whole city Designer, that shit gon be litty You a hater, why wont you admit it? I mix pleasure with personal business Want a verse, its gon cost you some Benjis I put them hoes in Jimmy They tryna mow the millions My OG was old and stingy Young nigga, I had to go get it They wouldnt let me hold the fifty The clip put a hole in your kidney She play with her nose, look like Whitney And she hopeful for more than a penny Damn I put them hoes in order I put them hoes in order I went and blowed a quarter Diamonds is cold as water Diamonds is cold as water Were tryna own the border Already sold her off I put them hoes in order I put them hoes in order I went and blowed a quarter Diamonds is cold as water Diamonds is cold as water Were tryna own the border Already sold her off I put them hoes in order I put them hoes in order I went and blowed a quarter Diamonds is cold as water Diamonds is cold as water Were tryna own the border Already sold her off

Its sweet Ever since you got famous All bunch of new friends, bet you cant name one Youre the only one I need now, but you switched up Just called your number, boy, you aint ever picked up Its been about six months Ever since you got famous All bunch of new girls, bet you cant name one I dont wanna say that you switched up You broke my heart, boy, how you gonna fix that? Whod ever thought Id make it on Forbes? I had to make that good choice I get a check for my voice We flyin privatе into Clearport Im rollin like a motocross I cant cap, I had to crawl fore I walkеd Let it in, I tell young nigga, Go and floss Im takin lessons, learnin how to play the guitar And Im a nasty whore The reason why Im fuckin on tours He a ho one but thats why I ignore it Type of hitter, you will never see him come for Ever since you got famous All bunch of new friends, bet you cant name one Youre the only one I need now, but you switched up Just called your number, boy, you aint ever picked up Its been about six months Ever since you got famous All bunch of new girls, bet you cant name one I dont wanna say that you switched up You broke my heart, boy, how you gonna fix that? How are you gonna point me? Girl, you disappoint me Now you wanna join me, you just want to coin me And now you wanna join me, you wanna annoy me Ayy, I made you my baby, no, its not a Maybe And now you wanna blame me, and now you wanna tame me Youre never gonna change me, ghetto lil baby Who wouldve believed that I made it? Who wouldve put money on grandmomma baby? Who was savin me the nights I was savin? I was runnin Bedford on the pavement Who wouldve believed that I lost it? Whod have thought Id tap out, hit the forfeit? Who would know Id max out on a profit? Didnt faze me, wasnt there for the gossip And you shouldnt lie no more, you shouldnt lie no more We wont lose you, we wont be like before, you better know Im all yours, you better know Im all yours Get into your mind cause were winnin this time Ever since you got famous All bunch of new friends, bet you cant name one Youre the only one I need now, but you switched up Just called your number, boy, you aint ever picked up Its been about six months Ever since you got famous All bunch of new girls, bet you cant name one I dont wanna say that you switched up You broke my heart, boy, how you gonna fix that?

Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? Wheezy Beats If Young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you Mind on a motherfuckin milli Ridin with the motherfuckin’ semi Grind from the start to the finish Pull up in the foreign, I’ll park it in the trenches It say 230 on the dash Drivin real fast, Ima speed with no limit No, we aint going out sad 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy I be gettin higher than a tree Still stacking racks, money all that I need Still selling pounds of that weed I leave em with the bro, when I’m goin overseas Fore I bust it open, shit was already reekin We can sip the lean, pop the X, really geekin And I’m rocking water like ice, I could freeze it When your bitch land, Ima book her at Four Seasons Niggas hatin on the kid for no reason Gunna drip sauce, let her spring it like the season Rockin Off White when I’m walkin in the meeting A nigga flyin kites down the road, they some demons Nigga, stop caking that hoe, she a cheater I only fuck her once or twice, then, nigga, Ima leave her I tried to pop a Percocet and pour me up a liter I drop a fishscale in a bowl, let it heat up Chanel on, still can’t see us Nigga, send em back, countin money with my feet up I been sendin racks to my cuz on the kiosk Ima send that pack down the road, til you get out Let that bitch stick the dope deep in her mizzouth I been puttin the shit up at the hizzouse Drippin on these bitches through a drizzought Damn, a nigga made it out the sizzouth Mind on a motherfuckin milli Ridin with the motherfuckin’ semi Grind from the start to the finish Pull up in the foreign, I’ll park it in the trenches It say 230 on the dash Drivin real fast, Ima speed with no limit No, we aint going out sad 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy Flyin a jet, ride foreign, I do that Hundred thousand worth of ice in my Louis bag Saint Laurent, kickin these bitches like “Who that?” Rich nigga came from the hood, but you knew that Ice on my neck, it look like a sleet Plain Jane band on an iced out Patek Dont cuff that hoe, she a freak I’m up gettin money, don’t know how to sleep I fucked that lil bitch and I fucked up the sheets Ice all over me like I was a Christmas tree Mind on a milli, aint thinking bout enemies Shoot a nigga down like J. F. Kennedy Sellin chickens, you can come get a 10 piece Jumped out the plane with the Fendi Jumped in the foreign with the semi Baby Draco hold a 50 Nigga, its on me and its in me Mind on a motherfuckin milli Ridin with the motherfuckin’ semi Grind from the start to the finish Pull up in the foreign, I’ll park it in the trenches It say 230 on the dash Drivin real fast, Ima speed with no limit No, we aint going out sad 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy Mind on a motherfuckin milli Ridin with the motherfuckin’ semi Grind from the start to the finish Pull up in the foreign, I’ll park it in the trenches It say 230 on the dash Drivin real fast, Ima speed with no limit No, we aint going out sad 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy

I call the shots, Im a coach I came to kill like a Zoe Im only feeding my folks Climb to the top like a rope Chokers all round my neck, Ima choke We cleaning this money with soap With this bread, I stack every loaf Talk to God, aint losing no hope Dont give up Dont give up I hope you dont give up Dont give up, no They call me Gunna the GOAT Keep me a gun and I tote Niggas be doin the most Cant go out sad with you hoes I gotta stick to the code I water my money then grow it Shit big and its bout to explode Tesla got suicide doors Yes Im reaching my goals Its a check every one of my shows Had the handmaid tailor my clothes Its a pay day nigga, you owe Lot of diamonds on me, Im cold I got fashion on me like Vogue Whole lotta drip, better leave me alone My bitch got pink toes I dont wanna leave it alone I wanna fuck when I want Got the piece flooded with stones Baby not runnin me home My brother dead and gone We was just livin wrong Sip out the pain in the morning I call the shots, Im a coach I came to kill like a Zoe Im only feeding my folks Climb to the top like a rope Chokers all round my neck, Ima choke We cleaning this money with soap With this bread, I stack every loaf Talk to God, aint losing no hope Dont give up Dont give up I hope you dont give up Dont give up, no I used to shop at the Ross How I still win from a loss Got hired, done turned to a boss Ride in that Maybach like Ross I got this water like Voss I wanna fuck in her mouth They callin, you know Im en route I heard that you had a drought I made it ship, make it bounce Every day I smoke more than an ounce Money machine, let it count Clothes that can dress up a house We loyal, you in our you out? I ran up my bag like a sprout Trust me I know what its bout Fed screams and Im out Get the racks and you bustin it down The cash route Run it up, showin no slouch Glass house Shittin on whoever look down You nigga need you a vouch Every day Ima drip to the ground I call the shots, Im a coach I came to kill like a Zoe Im only feeding my folks Climb to the top like a rope Chokers all round my neck, Ima choke We cleaning this money with soap With this bread, I stack and reload Talk to God, aint losing no hope Dont give up Dont give up I hope you dont give up Dont give up, no

She say that she love me, she dyin to fuck me Im peepin them sweats, she seethin and uppity Barely got bodies on the resumé, luckily Im fuckin her good, I keep her good company With her all day, she cant get enough of me She say Im her drug, she Hillary Duff-in me Swallow enough of my kids into custody We havin good times, we sippin on bubbly You said it was me, but I promise it wasnt me How you gon switch up like all of a suddenly? Like you told me, Dolla, boy, look what you done to me Diggin her out and and it feel just like surgery Ooh, surgery, surgery, ooh, yeah Im diggin her out, she thought it was surgery Callin on my phone for the dick, its emergency I be tryna kill it, its a murder, its a first-degree Ass and the pussy good, yeah, yeah, certainly I remember days, remember days, they was curvin me, swervin me Now a nigga lit for eternity Askin what I like and how I feel internally Bitch, I like my bandanas red and burgundy Buy you a bag, it aint nothin but a purse They say Im in love, this aint nothin but some work Walkin through the house, ass hangin out the shirt No panties on in that 4Hunnid merch Know its on blast, I dont care if you the first Fuckin with me, prepare for the worst Got it out the mud, baby, get ready for the dirt But she fuck with me tough, so she down to make it work She say that she love me, she dyin to fuck me Im peepin them sweats, she seethin and uppity Barely got bodies on the resumé, luckily Im fuckin her good, I keep her good company With her all day, she cant get enough of me She say Im her drug, she Hillary Duff-in me Swallow enough of my kids into custody We havin good times, we sippin on bubbly You said it was me, but I promise it wasnt me How you gon switch up like all of a suddenly? Like you told me, Dolla, boy, look what you done to me Diggin her out and and it feel just like surgery Ooh , surgery , surgery, ooh, yeah Poppin bubbly, cup muddy Bad shawty, I met her in public Aint tryna cover, these bitches just love it Said she a freak, but she really a , slutty Dr. Miami , got rid of the tummy This Eliantte and not Avianne Made her a new bitch and got her new body Upgrade the hottie , ooh, ooh I gotta keep it one hundred, ooh Bought her some shit cause she honest, ooh Bought a C8, it dont come with a Come with a roof Matte triple black and the seats nice and blue Tell em, Bag back, led that bitch by the tooth Spend some more racks, someone said I was through, motherfuckin fool Uh, we made a move, we like it true , eastside with goons Ridin in the Spyder, eight legged coupe Bad bitch beside her, she smokin Scotti Pass the Biscotti, worth a young nigga on lit like a lighter We never care like it beat at the cypher Ten racks inside, Im just tryna entice her , everyones excited You said it was me, but I promise it wasnt me How you gon switch up like all of a suddenly? Like you told me, Dolla, boy, look what you done to me Diggin her out and and it feel just like surgery Ooh, surgery, surgery, ooh, yeah

Ayy Chop up some kush, put it on a train Made me some millions, it came with a name Most of these bitches are really the same Foot up in the coupe and it came with no ring Young Spider I told Roscoe slam the door I fuck on that ho and I go You begging that bitch not to leave I fuck her whenever I please You probably over there begging and pleadin Im begging lil mama to leave Im giving her knowledge like Ds, right here These are my Cullinan keys I crank up the car, I dont drive Too rich for my feet to be hittin on a pedal Serving that raw like its kettle Your ex bout to make me Beretta him I came from the block servin cedrin Your bitch just figured out Im a better man Red diamonds today like a fireman This platinum, your old man a iron man Iced out the cross like a reverend Ice and codeine a beverage Wunna big boss, I got leverage Eight-karat ring like Im married Maybach truck came with a stick in the trunk Member I used to tote a Beretta Now this shit extra, it come with etcetera, etcetera Pockets got celery Bought my Urus rims Bought a pool, cant even swim Check ya jewels, they look dim Made a movie, paid off films Cut the head off of what? You get shot in your gut You be lucky if I let you live But you know whats up, Booka Loc in the cut Aimin laser beams all through your crib I told Roscoe slam the door I fuck on that ho and I go You begging that bitch not to leave I fuck her whenever I please You probably over there begging and pleadin Im begging lil mama to leave Im giving her knowledge like Ds, right here These are my Cullinan keys I crank up the car, I dont drive Too rich for my feet to be hitting on a pedal Serving that raw like its kettle Your ex bout to make me Beretta him I came from the block servin cedrin Your bitch just figured out Im a better man Red diamonds today like a fireman This platinum, your old man a iron man Yeah, chop off his head, turn him to dank Im sippin red, ridin in the tank I go to Feds and spend me a twenty Give me the mil, swap out the fame Swap out the sank, pay for her frame I got a balance , gotta maintain Say she got a tat on her ass, Free Tane , ooh Serving them cook out the bowl, ooh Ima put me up a loan , ooh You fell in love with a troll, ooh Fuck nigga breakin the code, ooh Bought Louis V and I stroll, ooh Bae Im bout to explode, ooh I just found out the total, ooh, ooh I told Roscoe Slam the door I fuck on that ho and I go You begging that bitch not to leave I fuck her whenever I please You probably over there begging and pleadin Im begging lil mama to leave Im giving her knowledge like these, right here These are my Cullinan keys I crank up the car, I dont drive Too rich for my feet to be hittin on a pedal Serving that raw like its kettle Your ex bout to make me Beretta him I came from the block servin cedrin Your bitch just figured out Im a veteran Red diamonds today like a fireman This platinum, your old man a iron man

Peel out the lot in that four door new Mazi Pull up with that bag and we bout to go shopping Walk inside Sacs and we know that Im copping I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti I got twenty whores inside of the lobby That Rolls a two door, its still a big body Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided Ill count up some more, make sure that we got it I had to grind and this shit dont come free Stunk up the whole house when I broke down a P Got mine out the streets and I brought home a feast I do it for my fam, I dont just do it for me When I took a loss, man that made me a beast The car in your name, but that shit still a lease Theyll let niggas pop but dont pop shit on me Ill cut your shit top, leave your brains in the seat No more baby bottles, we pour out the pint I bust in her mouth, flew her back to the bay That Wraith make me feel like Im floating in space I went to Old Nat now Im back in L.A I still got that Rolex to keep up the day Gon shine on these hoes like the middle of May We only pour four just to see how it tastes I got me a K and aint nobody safe Im putting dick in his bitch, so I know why he hate When he got on the plate, he was already ate Before that bag was already made I got me some racks but theres more I can make Stones in my wrist, put a stone in my face Treat that bitch like a fish and I give her some bait Label they calling, they wan know my rate Shout out Offset cause bitch I beat the case Peel out the lot in that four door new Mazi Pull up with that bag and we bout to go shopping Walk inside Sacs and we know that Im copping I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti I got twenty whores inside of the lobby That Rolls a two door, its still a big body Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided Ill count up some more, make sure that we got it Before hit the awards, man I pop me some molly That shit was so pure, had me itching and rocking Then poured up some Tech, had me leaning and scratching And a half of a Xan just to help me relax And I pulled that lil ho she was from Calabasas Dont know her real name but she looked like that action Took her to the room, we couldnt go to the mansion And then dropped her off with my locs who on Stanton Stunting that bitch mustve thought she was Kourtney Kardashian I hit and I run like a muhfucking accident Pulled up to the spot, dont see nun but some packages And I got some Sprite finna mix em with Actavis Po-pour it up, make sure it Act in it Pull up with that stick shoot it rapidly Bang yo shit out with the accuracy Call up a cop its a emergency Got some racks and Im feeding my family Fuck all you hoes who abandoned me They slandered my name, tried to damage me All of that hate brought me currency I woke niggas up, never heard of me I heard niggas say they gon murder me Pull up with the stick, look like 30 deep Peel off in that lot in that new GT Peel out the lot in that four door new Mazi Pull up with that bag and we bout to go shopping Walk inside Sacs and we know that Im copping I got some Tom Ford, Dior, and Zanotti I got twenty whores inside of the lobby That Rolls a two door, its still a big body Treat my niggas like royalty, we not divided Ill count up some more, make sure that we got it

Everybody, everybody Telling me I dont need you, that I dont need you no more Everybody, everybody Telling me I dont need you, that I dont need you no more Everybody flawed, I could never need you Everybody flawed, I could never need you Aint nobody God, God, God, God, God Everybody flawed, I could never need you Everybody flawed, I could never need you Aint nobody God, God, God, God, God A lot of red Solos in back of the crib, SoHo A lot of em is humble, a lot of em go Sunoco Gassed off the likes, advice is not important I still pray for your life, dеspite Im not a part of it I aint bout this industry, but this shit be important And I aint in your comments, your IG look so еxhausting Had a premonition, you probably would switch up on me The fire conversations, I miss em, so now Im salty Still want you, shine, theres haters on your mind Theres strangers in your circle, theres angels by your side I hate to say you changed, you hate to say Ive not But fame run up and down, fame is suicide I could never hate you You cool with everybody, guess Im everybody too Still Im thankful that God made you We had a great run, now go run away, its cool Cause everybody flawed, I could never need you Everybody flawed, I could never need you Aint nobody God, God, God, God, God Everybody flawed, I could never need you Everybody flawed, I could never need you Aint nobody God, God, God, God, God Everybody flawed, it aint hard to see through She accept my flaws and say, Bae, I need you Went against the odds, now its silver teaspoons When I had it hard Cant come between my dawgs, tighter than supreme glue Bitch, you fuckin with my dawgs, leavin me with loose screws Break your back against the wall, have you screamin, Ooh, ooh Ima fuck that pussy hard, hard, hard I bought you a pair of titties like a pair of new shoes You left your old nigga, now your life look brand new Your pussy like an engine, I hope it aint ran through I couldnt see me house-wifin you And now its time to part, apart Never thought you played the part Aint nobody God, God, God, God, God Cause everybody flawed, I could never need you Everybody flawed, I could never need you Aint nobody God, God, God, God, God Everybody flawed, I could never need you Everybody flawed, I could never need you Aint nobody God, God, God, God, God Yeah, and Ima charge em like a Dodge, I been making bars Throw off the lock, and Ill show off hard All these bad, bad boys will come and pull your card Im the man, on God, okay with no facade And you mad, you shoulda seent you Hahaha, bitch, Im crackin like shit Hes hilarious

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Yeah, nigga, we, we came up, nigga We aint goin back, back and forth with you suckas You know Nine times out of ten, niggas knew I was gon win Nine times out of ten, I was gonna get a Benz Nine times out of ten, Ima come and get revenge Nine times out of ten, Ill probably sin again Watching through the lens Keep an F&N, its extended with a dick Had her handlin, I could never be a prick Dont you never say I snitched Chasin hundreds since a kid, makin money like Im Mitch Make a couple bricks , keep a tall bitch Ill nail her to the cross , beatin down her walls Had dirty money, but I keep it clean like Lysol Had came up, but I would have settled for a nice loft Never mind me , I dont hate at all Its a dog eat dog world , stayin on my paws Spread this cash around, I aint here to ball hog Sliding in that Urus, seats the color basketball Pull up in that Lamb truck, me and Taurus Order me some lamb chops and some calamari C day comin next month, I want that RR I fuck this bitch from Flatbush, she yellin Ah-ah Nine times out of ten, niggas knew I was gon win Nine times out of ten, I was gonna get a Benz Nine times out of ten, Ima come and get revenge Nine times out of ten, Ill probably sin again Watching through the lens Keep an F&N, its extended with a dick Had her handlin, I could never be a prick Dont you never say I snitched Chasin hundreds since a kid, makin money like Im Mitch Grammys like a trophy, hard to keep it lowkey Nine times outta ten, dawg, I know Id get a Rollie Nine out of my ten friends rockin them a Rollie Five carat in my ear, its hard to go unnoticed No rose or gold, just all white, got me feeling holy Big dude, he had that soft white, whole hood know he sold it That boy aint got his own style, my fans know he stole it But my bank account still loaded, you wont last if you aint devoted Yeah, thats the homie Neighborhood roller, you wont never be my coadie Colder than a polar , we still negative four degree Nine times out of ten, you broke ass niggas cant get near me Yo bitch nothing if you ask me Nine times out of ten, niggas knew I was gon win Nine times out of ten, I was gonna get a Benz Nine times out of ten, Ima come and get revenge Nine times out of ten, Ill probably sin again Watching through the lens Keep an F&N, its extended with a dick Had her handlin, I could never be a prick Dont you never say I snitched Chasin hundreds since a kid, makin money like Im Mitch Taurus Nine times out of ten, niggas knew I was gon win Nine times out of ten, I was gonna get a Benz Nine times out of ten, Ima come and get revenge Nine times out of ten, Ill probably send again

Damn, I tried to stop, oh Baby Baby , baby Baby Baby Ha Baby, Ive been on the run But I would never run from your love If you feel on my dick , theres a gun  Not right there, just a little above I value my relationship, its forever But Ive been cheatin on the drugs Broke up with codeine, need a new plug And them hot rod pockets I need two of em Huh, lean Put Biscotti in my lungs Im smokin green Chopper on me, I dont talk, I just up the beam Huh, let my gun bust a nut then leave I aint leave a clue on the scene Close range so I got blood on my jeans Saints Row cup, aint no red in my lean Bank rolled up, I been swimmin in green Still the blue face king Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean I know my haters hate to see me succeed When they get the chance theyll end up murderin me This shit got me laughin, ha-ha Kel-Tec get to rappin, gra gra Fuck nigga, Im yo father Dont matter if you older They say age is just a number If thats the case Im way older Than who? These niggas And these bitches that think that they get it For a backstage pass she can suck a dick, bitch I got a bitch better, get you a ticket Walk through the night with my gun like a creep But my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double C I dont know what its gonna take you to believe I aint goin nowhere, I aint gon leave you I aint goin nowhere, I aint gon leave you You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery Baby, Ive been on the run But I would never run from your love If you feel on my dick, theres a gun Not right there, just a little above I value my relationship, its forever But Ive been cheatin on the drugs Broke up with codeine, need a new plug And them hot rod pockets I need two of em Huh, lean Put Biscotti in my lungs Im smokin green Chopper on me, I dont talk, I just up the beam Huh, let my gun bust a nut then leave I aint leave a clue on the scene Close range so I got blood on my jeans Turned into a murder scene Sippin codeine while Im flown on a bean Took some morphine but dont call me a fiend I aint no bastard, my daddy a king Wu-Tang, we chasin the C.R.E.A.M Dont be a fool, it aint not what it seems Ate a dissolve, it will flow through your stream Its a guitar, let me play the strings I was at the bus stop, now I got a Bentley truck, Lamb truck, Rolls Royce keys A driveway, a parking lot, uh-uh Acres and acres, entire countries Finally got some paper, Im paying my fees Young Gunna, Wunna, keep a trick up my sleeve She like my persona, she dont want me to leave Keepin it a hundred every day when you need She said Boy, I love you and I pray you dont leave me I aint goin nowhere, I aint gon leave you I aint goin nowhere, I aint gon leave you I aint goin nowhere, I aint gon leave you You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery Baby, Ive been on the run But I would never run from your love If you feel on my dick, theres a gun Not right there, just a little above I value my relationship, its forever But Ive been cheatin on the drugs Broke up with codeine, need a new plug And them hot rod pockets I need two of em Huh, lean Put Biscotti in my lungs Im smokin green Chopper on me, I dont talk, I just up the beam Huh, let my gun bust a nut then leave I aint leave a clue on the scene Close range so I got blood on my jeans

I got this shit from the trap Few  baggies, my pen, and my pad I  done got rich off of rap You throw em, we sendin em back, that shit is a fact My young boy aint got no ID on em He  had to slip through the back They  took everything he had off his body He thought he was lit cause he rap Gotta  hustle, go get off your back He broke, go get him a pack I just blew ten up in Saks Fuck cops, they kill if you black You  might get a deal if you nice Gelato Im smokin to give you the feelin you feel when you still on a flight Light up a blunt, go wheelie that bike This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday Takin risks to count this cash in every way If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved Only thing on my bucket list is I get paid Fuck the coppers, you cant stop us like a train Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain Push start all my vehicles sport, youd think I race Bright stars shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith I caught a plain Patek Philippe and a plain Richard Mille Cant explain this shit I see, switchin lanes in a new V I done slang on every corner, I done made it out the streets Lotta lames in this industry Sucker free, me and Dave East My neck look like water, 200 sittin on a plain tee Rich my persona, I fucked your bitch a new Wrangler Jeep Keep that stick on me, cause if they play, we gon play for keeps Back to back Royces, me and Meek We the champs that they envy Im a cold P-I-M-P I got hoes in the Benz Jeep I smoke Oprah Winfrey While my bro pumpin NSYNC The gas the color purple, sellin white boy like Nowitzki The cars is foreign like Ginobili, shots burn your chest like whiskey This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday Takin risks to count this cash in every way If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved Only thing on my bucket list is I get paid Fuck the coppers, you cant stop us like a train Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain Push start all my vehicles sport, youd think I race Bright stars shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith Popular nigga, Im not tryna start, this is not the beginning These niggas is broke, I forgot to forget it Sand in my toes, bitch, Im tropical livin I try not to pay no attention, they probably gon hate til Im finished Fuck it, as long as they pay me with interest Buckets now, I jump out Ranges thats tinted Smile at them niggas, they hate when you grinnin I got a Patek that I put on everyday I just watched you eat that bitch, how you not gay? Im at the gun range just to practice on my aim Bitch this Crip, watch how I get rich, Gunna know my game Just might got trust issues, Im goin bonkers, you fuck with me Once my mind made up, Im pullin up like the Grim Reaper Since I like drippin, my swag is blue and thats all I see Aint no rap cappin, this lifestyle true, aint no flaw in me This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday Takin risks to count this cash in every way If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved Only thing on my bucket list is I get paid Fuck the coppers, you cant stop us like a train Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain Push start all my vehicles sport, youd think I race Bright stars shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith

La música de Harry Fraud Call her friend, lets have a ménage, ooh From the bottom, straight to the top, ooh We chop that work, we got that work Box that work, she got that work She got that work, my diamonds twerk Them haters hurt when them tables turn Suicide Suicide Suicide Suicide Who got that work? Who got that work? Came out the dirt I move that work, dawg Your pockets hurt My car got curtains Her pussy squirt I fucked her like a dog Bought her pink diamonds cause my bitch look like a doll Her head so good, made me overlook all of her flaws Dont panic, I got suicidal doors on my cars Tell Elliot this water that I wear could look like Voss Im in Fiji, drippin cross the globe Minks and chinchillas on my niggas and my hoes Yeah, took the top off for the winter like Im Hov Yeah, put the vibes all in the Sprinter for the road Aint no switchin, all my niggas stickin to the code My man dem, thats my main man, get this shit in by the load Told her put that cocaína color on her toes And the bitch backed up with suicidal doors We chop that work, we got that work Box that work, she got that work She got that work, my diamonds twerk Them haters hurt when them tables turn Suicide Suicide Suicide Suicide Before I chase a ho, I hug my baby close Right before you blink your eye, Im on a different coast Im on that pot, wrist Lucas I direct the movies Phantoms from the hoopties Haan, that cash money, Juvie Thats a wrap, doobie Im on the hills, Fugee Drop top on roofies Caesars Palace with Judas, hah Hey, you know that boy check fatal? Why you think his face like a bagel? Choppin down the work, dime a piece My diamonds jumpin like Dominique Water blue ice, rest in peace to Eazy Choppin down an onion, my eyes Filipin We chop that work, we got that work Box that work, she got that work She got that work, my diamonds twerk Them haters hurt when them tables turn Suicide Suicide Suicide Suicide Call her friend, lets have a ménage, ooh From the bottom, straight to the top, ooh

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa Would you mind, would you mind? I like the way youre movin Come fill me with your music, yeah, yeah Do you mind if I try? I like the way youre movin Control me, make me lose it, ayy, yeah Would you mind? Would you mind, baby? How you want it? How you want it? Tell me how you want it Hot as mamas cookin in the kitchen during summer Cause if you want it I could serve it, come and get it Wont you let me clean the plate and do the dishes? All that I want is to be all you need Baby, in fact Ooh, your good lovin did something to me You make me, make me wanna Touch you right there You make me, make me wanna Kiss you over there You make me, make me wanna Uh, uh, yeah You make me, make me wanna Do that thing and do that thing, yeah You make me, make me wanna Touch you right there You make me, make me wanna Kiss you over there You make me, make me wanna Uh, uh, yeah You make me, make me wanna You make me, make me wanna Wanna stay long, love you I got your back, I wouldnt front I came that night, you know I want it I wake up to you in the morning And eat that pussy up for lunch And I take care you like a son Heard they would talk but not on Sunday Every day she help me count the money Bought her diamonds just to match with the Chanel purse We stick together, we can take over the whole world I know you expectin it straighter than an S-curl You constantly winning and shittin on my ex-girl You make me, make me wanna Touch you right there You make me, make me wanna Kiss you over there You make me, make me wanna Uh, uh, yeah You make me, make me wanna Do that thing and do that thing, yeah You make me, make me wanna Touch you right there You make me, make me wanna Kiss you over there You make me, make me wanna Uh, uh, yeah You make me, make me wanna You make me, make me wanna Wanna stay long, love you Stay long, love Stay long, love Stay long, love Stay long, love Stay long, love Stay long, love Talk to me now You make me, make me wanna Touch you right there You make me, make me wanna Kiss you over there You make me, make me wanna Uh, uh, yeah You make me, make me wanna Do that thing and do that thing, yeah You make me, make me wanna Touch you right there You make me, make me wanna Kiss you over there You make me, make me wanna Uh, uh, yeah You make me, make me wanna You make me, make me wanna Wanna stay long, love you

My nigga Wheezy, know what Im sayin? Tryna find paradise, I aint tryna see that light I been prayin through life, but some things just aint right We ball every Saturday night, takin private long flights I been covered in ice, money stay on my mind Gotta get paid, gon get paid Gon get paid, gon get paid, ooh I got real hundreds in the brief Lately, I aint been gettin no sleep Why the pain it make me weak I got dope in my IV I cant patiently wait Im securing all my needs Hundred way to go get paid Thats the subject they should teach Went to school, checked out my niece, I missed her face Workin in these streets, hard for my family to reach Steady searchin, tryna see, make a way The motto is to get paid, stack a dollar every day Tryna find paradise, I aint tryna see that light I been prayin through life, but some things just aint right We ball every Saturday night, takin private long flights I been covered in ice, money stay on my mind Gotta get paid, gon get paid Gon get paid, gon get paid, ooh Rockin iced out Cuban links Cartiers, I still cant see Dodgin money laundry Wash the cash, it came back clean Gucci pinstripes, not no jeans Gucci collar, bumblebees My lock be double-Gs Rockin highwaters up to my knees Talk to God when I get on my knees Thank the Lord we paid Mama got a smile on her face All of my niggas is straight Came off the top of that A, my name hold weight Money growin like my age Partner nem seein better days Tryna find paradise, I aint tryna see that light I been prayin through life, but some things just aint right We ball every Saturday night, takin private long flights I been covered in ice, money stay on my mind Gotta get paid, gon get paid Gon get paid, gon get paid, ooh

Ima grind, get this paper Ima shine on a hater, yeah Build a mine, I got acres Diamond ring, I go glacier, yeah And I came from out that jungle, Im gon eat when I get hungry Had my back against the wall, I had to face off my opponents If I trip or fall or stumble, Im bouncing back and getting back on it Get that check up every morning, gotta get it if you want it Money talks, my favorite conversation I fuck that money and give it penetration Private flight came with no invitation When it come to paper I had to practice patience Had no transportation, had to use the Marta station Now we ride in spaceships, inside of the coupe its spacious On the jet getting faded, flew out the whole crew to Vegas Smells like we make it, racks so long from here to Macon Stood out on these niggas, Im so outstanding Had to get rich, couldnt do that shit without planning When you take a fall nigga dont panic Gotta give that shit your all, bet you dont fail it Ima grind, get this paper Ima shine on a hater, yeah Build a mine, I got acres Diamond ring, I go glacier, yeah And I came from out that jungle, Im gon eat when I get hungry Had my back against the wall, I had to face off my opponents If I trip or fall or stumble, Im bouncing back and getting back on it Get that check up every morning, gotta get it if you want it Told all of my bros we gon be on Told myself I had to make this shit just on my own When shit got real, I still had your back when you was wrong When we get Ms, Im gon try to bring my nigga home My Rosetta Stones, nigga sit me on a throne I just got a dome, then I left that ho alone Im just tryna grind, make a million worth of songs Cop a Patek for my mum, she gon know her son the don Got that AP on I feel apologetic When I fell in love with money that shit was so romantic Get them racks and cuff em, hide em in the attic I done got so high, I done forgot I had it Ima grind, get this paper Ima shine on a hater, yeah Build a mine, I got acres Diamond ring, I go glacier, yeah And I came from out that jungle, Im gon eat when I get hungry Had my back against the wall, I had to face off my opponents If I trip or fall or stumble, Im bouncing back and getting back on it Get that check up every morning, gotta get it if you want it