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Whoa
You know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas done forgot about this shit, mane
These niggas trippin'
Uh
Hey (Zaytoven)

Maison Margiela, I'm drippin', I'm steppin'
They know that I'm reppin' my gang (gang)
Wockhardt, the Perky, the Addy
I'm mixin' the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope)
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
F*ck her in the throat
Keep my name out the street (ugh)
Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank)
Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep-beep (beep-beep)

Don't give a f*ck if a bitch is a nun (nun)
She suckin' me numb, 'til I go to sleep (numb)
Woke up and told myself I am the don (don)
Then bought me a Dawn, that shit wasn't cheap (woo)
Nah, nah, ain't givin' no ones (nah)
I got a lil' stick and a arm with a reach
Trap out the wide body Jeep (wide body)
You already know 'bout the robotic key (robotic)
Ran out of thunder, the trap doin' numbers (number)
Burn out the 'Cat, but I serve in the Honda (burn out)
Savin' my money, my vision was tunnel (woo)
Remember I thought that a hundred was somethin'
I chose the streets and it's hurtin' my mama (my mama)
I heard the beat and the millions start comin'
I had no money, been locked in the jungle (no money)
I drive the coupe and it's not in the summer (uh-uh)
Back 'gainst the wall, they abandoned a G (back 'gainst the wall)
The Za' it keep tastin' like candy to me (ZaZa)
Thotty can f*ck on my man and then me (thot, thot)
Porta potty the opp, and you smell the debree (stain)
The block, the Naw' is embedded in me (Nawf)
Leave him hot, he got hit with the cut in his sleep (cut)
I paid a dub to my brother, let's eat (dub)
Bought my bitch a new Urus and buttered the seats

Maison Margiela, I'm drippin', I'm steppin'
They know that I'm reppin' my gang (gang) (my gang)
Wockhardt, the Perky, the Addy
I'm mixin' the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope in my chain)
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (money ain't change) (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
F*ck her in the throat
Keep my name out the street (ugh)
Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank)
Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep-beep (beep-beep)

Demon in the gladiator Jeep (skrrt)
Low key movin' in the streets (low key)
Bulletproof trucks in the fleet (rraow)
Mafia ties too deep (go)
I cut the inside of the Mercedes, I'm crazy (go)
Don't trap in one spot, we'll switch the location (switch)
Ordered it up and it came with some gravy (brr)
Bigger the bails, better come with the payment (uh)
Ain't nothin' just to knock somethin' off (knock somethin')
Top floor sittin' like a boss (top)
Brrt, there go the call (brrt)
Dem know it's dem niggas fault (uh)
Behind the back, double the cross
No, I'm not talkin' bout dribble the ball (I'm tellin' ya)
We buckin' that shit on the law (we buckin')
Young Gotti, the way we get off (Gotti)
From the beginnin' (beginnin')
We had the talent to win it (soo)
Protectin' the business (go)
I'm buyin' the block new extensions (buyin' the block)
You can not walk in my J's, you kiddin'
You will be finished (you niggas bitches)
Hustle mentality, Mamba mentality
Scrape every dollar and penny (ooh)

Maison Margiela, I'm drippin', I'm steppin'
They know that I'm reppin' my gang (gang) (my gang)
Wockhardt, the Perky, the Addy
I'm mixin' the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope in my chain)
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (money ain't change) (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
F*ck her in the throat
Keep my name out the street (ugh)
Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank)
Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep-beep (beep-beep)

Big stones, it's a waterfall leak (leak)
I never been a clone, it's only one of me
When I slide, when I ride, keep the fire under me (fire)
Niggas in the street don't think shit's sweet (sweet)
Your bitch act right, I give her a treat (treat)
Chrome heart jeans and Patek Phillipe (ice)
She want a Birkin, I tell her go work it (work)
She ain't gon' sit there and get it for free (nah)
Lil' bitty bitch, she petite (she is)
Thinkin' 'bout takin' her home with me (I might)
She hop in the coupe, get to frownin' her face
'Cause she talkin' 'bout the ZaZa stink (ew)
My ice came from Elliot
No not the water that's outta your sink (no)
Got so many Ks, confederate
Don't think about touchin' on my Cuban link (brrt)
I got the gang in ink
All of my bro's gon' stain for me (stain)
I flood the gang with chains
'Cause I know that they won't change on me (never)
Me and the coupe, that's a couple (coupe)
I throw the racks in the duffle (cash)
I gotta' ride with a cutter
Styro' the cup, and it gotta' be double (drank)

Maison Margiela, I'm drippin', I'm steppin'
They know that I'm reppin' my gang (gang) (my gang)
Wockhardt, the Perky, the Addy
I'm mixin' the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope in my chain)
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (money ain't change) (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
F*ck her in the throat
Keep my name out the street (ugh)
Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank)
Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep-beep
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Whoa
You know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas done forgot about this shit, mane
These niggas trippin'
Uh
Hey (Zaytoven)

Maison Margiela, I'm drippin', I'm steppin'
They know that I'm reppin' my gang (gang)
Wockhardt, the Perky, the Addy
I'm mixin' the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope)
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
F*ck her in the throat
Keep my name out the street (ugh)
Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank)
Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep-beep (beep-beep)

Don't give a f*ck if a bitch is a nun (nun)
She suckin' me numb, 'til I go to sleep (numb)
Woke up and told myself I am the don (don)
Then bought me a Dawn, that shit wasn't cheap (woo)
Nah, nah, ain't givin' no ones (nah)
I got a lil' stick and a arm with a reach
Trap out the wide body Jeep (wide body)
You already know 'bout the robotic key (robotic)
Ran out of thunder, the trap doin' numbers (number)
Burn out the 'Cat, but I serve in the Honda (burn out)
Savin' my money, my vision was tunnel (woo)
Remember I thought that a hundred was somethin'
I chose the streets and it's hurtin' my mama (my mama)
I heard the beat and the millions start comin'
I had no money, been locked in the jungle (no money)
I drive the coupe and it's not in the summer (uh-uh)
Back 'gainst the wall, they abandoned a G (back 'gainst the wall)
The Za' it keep tastin' like candy to me (ZaZa)
Thotty can f*ck on my man and then me (thot, thot)
Porta potty the opp, and you smell the debree (stain)
The block, the Naw' is embedded in me (Nawf)
Leave him hot, he got hit with the cut in his sleep (cut)
I paid a dub to my brother, let's eat (dub)
Bought my bitch a new Urus and buttered the seats

Maison Margiela, I'm drippin', I'm steppin'
They know that I'm reppin' my gang (gang) (my gang)
Wockhardt, the Perky, the Addy
I'm mixin' the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope in my chain)
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (money ain't change) (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
F*ck her in the throat
Keep my name out the street (ugh)
Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank)
Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep-beep (beep-beep)

Demon in the gladiator Jeep (skrrt)
Low key movin' in the streets (low key)
Bulletproof trucks in the fleet (rraow)
Mafia ties too deep (go)
I cut the inside of the Mercedes, I'm crazy (go)
Don't trap in one spot, we'll switch the location (switch)
Ordered it up and it came with some gravy (brr)
Bigger the bails, better come with the payment (uh)
Ain't nothin' just to knock somethin' off (knock somethin')
Top floor sittin' like a boss (top)
Brrt, there go the call (brrt)
Dem know it's dem niggas fault (uh)
Behind the back, double the cross
No, I'm not talkin' bout dribble the ball (I'm tellin' ya)
We buckin' that shit on the law (we buckin')
Young Gotti, the way we get off (Gotti)
From the beginnin' (beginnin')
We had the talent to win it (soo)
Protectin' the business (go)
I'm buyin' the block new extensions (buyin' the block)
You can not walk in my J's, you kiddin'
You will be finished (you niggas bitches)
Hustle mentality, Mamba mentality
Scrape every dollar and penny (ooh)

Maison Margiela, I'm drippin', I'm steppin'
They know that I'm reppin' my gang (gang) (my gang)
Wockhardt, the Perky, the Addy
I'm mixin' the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope in my chain)
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (money ain't change) (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
F*ck her in the throat
Keep my name out the street (ugh)
Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank)
Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep-beep (beep-beep)

Big stones, it's a waterfall leak (leak)
I never been a clone, it's only one of me
When I slide, when I ride, keep the fire under me (fire)
Niggas in the street don't think shit's sweet (sweet)
Your bitch act right, I give her a treat (treat)
Chrome heart jeans and Patek Phillipe (ice)
She want a Birkin, I tell her go work it (work)
She ain't gon' sit there and get it for free (nah)
Lil' bitty bitch, she petite (she is)
Thinkin' 'bout takin' her home with me (I might)
She hop in the coupe, get to frownin' her face
'Cause she talkin' 'bout the ZaZa stink (ew)
My ice came from Elliot
No not the water that's outta your sink (no)
Got so many Ks, confederate
Don't think about touchin' on my Cuban link (brrt)
I got the gang in ink
All of my bro's gon' stain for me (stain)
I flood the gang with chains
'Cause I know that they won't change on me (never)
Me and the coupe, that's a couple (coupe)
I throw the racks in the duffle (cash)
I gotta' ride with a cutter
Styro' the cup, and it gotta' be double (drank)

Maison Margiela, I'm drippin', I'm steppin'
They know that I'm reppin' my gang (gang) (my gang)
Wockhardt, the Perky, the Addy
I'm mixin' the dope, I got dope in my chain (dope in my chain)
Supercharge all of my cars, and I'm goin' to Mars
And this money ain't changed (money ain't change) (Mars)
Took off my top, I'm exposin' the brains
I got young niggas ready to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week
Bring my flame to the street
F*ck her in the throat
Keep my name out the street (ugh)
Runnin' to the bank, track meet (bank)
Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep-beep
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Writer: John Antonio Carrington, Khari Kirsnick Ball, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Xavier Dotson
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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