Nieklaus - White Wagon Lyrics

They wanna see the fruits of my labor
Niggas be envying, coveting neighbors
Roll with the gang, we got them lasers
If he talk crazy we give him a taper
We need the mansion on the acres
In the foreign I'm speed racer
Cut that hoe off then replaced her
We just racing to the paper

I look around
And see a whole bunch of mini-mes and enemies
Shit get draining mentally
Tryna take my energy, I ain't got no sympathy
We knee deep in the streets, we in the weeds
Doing 2 a days for this cheese, so get them cleats
I got day ones in the grave they rest in peace
Until the day I link back up with them, it's gone be f*ck police
Aye, I got the gang in here
We got them thangs in here
No you can't slang in here
Aye, wrist like a chandelier
You better ring the alarm, when we pull up with the arms
When I pull up with the ooh, when I pull up in the coupe
Dressed in fatigues and boots
Make these lil niggas salute
No we ain't calling no truce, these niggas they white flagging
We been on the grind since OG was driving that white wagon