Hold up ay bitch we done playin
Hold up pop out and I power up and I go super sayian
I got glocks out so ima shoot it up and I might hit yo mans
Thumbin through these f*ckin bands
I might take a trip to France
Just hit a drill
We at the safe yea what's the code
Oh yea we gotta go
Jump in the car nd hit da road
And that's on soul
Bro jumped the fence and dropped his pole
Jumped in his crib and f*cked his bitch nd he don't een kno
Damn
I know that I gotta a hunnid thousand on it
Damn baby
I got all this money and I keep on counting
It's crazy
How all of yall lazy and yall do not get it
No Y'all do not get it like me
Gotta work for it it ain't free
She see these diamonds sheon wanna pass me
They wake up cappin
We speak on shi they call us sassy
Ion do no actin
F*ck out my face fo i get to smackin
Jump out the car my aim on point
Dumping clips ian neva lackin
Bitch hit my line
She want some dick ian hard to find
Stay lowkey no kiss and tell when i f*ck its like im blind
Ayy i got it back
Run it like a running back
Run it I'm the only man
Baby got hunnid thousand bands I stuff em in my pants
Hold on I be stunting and I dance in my Amari pants
I keep it nice keep it clean gotta choppa w a bean
Choppa w a beam
Real good real it's w me
Smokin on Doja, no we is not sippin lean
You can't hit my shit you dirty little fiend
They think they catching up that's only they your dreams
You ain't reaching us,
No no no no never
Hold up ay bitch we done playin
Hold up pop out and I power up and I go super sayian
I got glocks out so ima shoot it up and I might hit yo mans
Thumbin through these f*ckin bands
I might take a trip to France
Bitches waiting on me, like give me a chance
She eat the dick daily, I think she entranced
Bitches tryna kiss me I don't want no romance
I beat it up, drop it off, then pass to the man's
Mike he gon pass me hoes
Bad hoes hit em once them they straight out the door
Then get back to the dough
Baby that's just how it goes