[ Featuring G.T. ]
If this rap shit get slow, bitch, you know what we goin' back to
The basics
The f*ck?
Sittin' in the driveway, all tint
Huh?
Make a million
Ain't no smokin' on that road
Stay focused, nigga
Mm-hmm
Yeah (okay, K Money)
Alright, nigga
Ghetto (know what's goin' on)
Teach you how to do this shit, nigga, stay down 'til you come up, boy
Yeah (let's go)
You find a small town and you stay down for six months
You come back and you cop, don't let nobody know you up
Head back to the town, them fiends waitin', it's a rush
You gettin' them bitches for forty-five, go sell 'em for a buck
Get a stash spot and find a driver you can trust
Ain't no stoppin' case you gotta piss and ain't no firin' up
We went on a road trip, it ain't no clothes in the trunk
I guarantee you gon' be up if you stay down for six months, nigga
Ghetto, east to west, north to south, I done been all 'cross the map
Anywhere they touch down in the states, I bet I get 'em back
'Fore that Instagram shit was out, I used to run the trap
Sittin' at the table with a safety pin, stuffin' packs
This rap shit get slow, I'll go right back, I really come from that
Backed in driveways in tinted rentals where I'm comfy at
Anything that ever touch my hand, I can double that
Soon as it get slow here, I'll go where the money at
Wake up, I ain't gotta exercise, my phone do jumping jacks (yeah)
If I quit, I might just sell my phone for two hundred racks
Six months in a small town, then I'm comin' back
To make a million ain't hard, all you gotta do is stack
You find a small town and you stay down for six months
You come back and you cop, don't let nobody know you up
Head back to the town, them fiends waitin', it's a rush
You gettin' them bitches for forty-five, go sell 'em for a buck
Get a stash spot and find a driver you can trust
Ain't no stoppin' case you gotta piss and ain't no firin' up
We went on a road trip, it ain't no clothes in the trunk
I guarantee you gon' be up if you stay down for six months, nigga
Ayy, I was playin' broke, but I was up, that's what I had to do
2021, I tucked an M without baggin' food
Did that shit all of Joke's Up, nigga, the joke's on you (ha)
A year after that, I copped a cool carbon fiber rule
Rose gold Presi', green face, cost me sixty-two
Whole time, I'm gettin' checks from Ghazi, sittin' in the booth
Peezy told me turn this shit up, take it through the roof
Rich as f*ck, I might go put some diamonds in my f*ckin' tooth
Play if you want, I'll have your people at your candlelight
P ridin' the 'Rari in Detroit, look like Miami Nights
We just walked in, f*cked up fifty thousand, man, that shit was light
All I rock is VS1s, this shit shine from the day to night
You find a small town and you stay down for six months
You come back and you cop, don't let nobody know you up
Head back to the town, them fiends waitin', it's a rush
You gettin' them bitches for forty-five, go sell 'em for a buck
Get a stash spot and find a driver you can trust
Ain't no stoppin' case you gotta piss and ain't no firin' up
We went on a road trip, it ain't no clothes in the trunk
I guarantee you gon' be up if you stay down for six months, nigga
