We came out the slum
Yeah we came out
The storm
Straight to the top
Shoutout pluto dc
Want it, world pluto
Yeah it's big dolphin
Again
(We want it)
Yeah niqqa i want it
All
Yeah want it all, want
It all
(Want it, want it)
Lord knows i want it
All
(We want it)
The worries off, let's
Take it off
(Take it, take it off)
Been grinding all my life
Pay me off
Want it all, want it all
Stacking the papers
Get padded up, take off
Like the migos,
Niqqa ain't stop, Ain't stop
Yeah yeah yeah
We repping the game we
Killing the vibe
And them niqqas know that
We keep the shii real
Outta my city my niqqas
Gon slide n kill you for
Some chill pills
Chill up boi, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Our father who art in
Heaven
Forgive all these broke azz
Bivtches and niqqas
For they don't know what
They doing
(They don't know what,
They doing)
What a disease, yeah, yeah
Yeah, get it woah
I want it all, want it
Hol'up, hol'up, hol'up
Oh lord, yeah, yeah
Thank you, God, Thank you
God
What a disease, what a
Disease
Tryna make some more
Income in these streets
Tryna stack these racks up
Tryna stack these racks up
Back to back, Back to
Back,Yea yak
Dope scale hot, hot, hot
Yea, yah
Twenty, twenty, twenty
Twenty
Twenty one, when i was
Looking like a savage
Twenty, twenty, two i'm
A big savage
(Hey)
Running, running, run it
Up, i be running
Big racks i want it
All
Big guap i want it
All
Big racks i spend it
All
Big drip it's flooded out
(Flooded out)
Two face, Mercedes benz
When i swerve up in
The, E-way
Hey, hey, it's a brand
New day
It's a brand new day
Yeah, yeah big bands
I want it all
Came from the bottom
From the bottom
Straight to the top, top
(Top)
Young niqqa printing em
Paper
Pj we gone, one way
We going
Big bank roll, AP rose
Gold
Big boy necklace, Cc
Flexin, Press in
Hey i ain't stressing
Hang
(woouh)
Just tryna vibe, tryna
Ryhme
Tryna fvck this shii up
Turn that shii up over
There
On, God we gon win
Anyway
Running up, running up
Me and my niqqas be
Running up
Me and my niqqas be
Stacking up
Me and my niqqas be
Stacking up
Rolls royce phantom, me
And my niqqas be riding
On
Me and my niqqas be
Riding on
Me and my niqqas be
Riding on
Modern standards, far cry
Going harder
Hundred bands
Fast cars, grind till success
Stacked out
The group we wrestled
We ain't bragging
We just mining