Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I'm geeked
Yeah, I done ran up a couple thousand bands in my sleep
Crazy bitch hitting my phone, I'm blocking her number, I'm swiping delete
Yeah, I told her I don't want her love, I'm chasing the money, she chasin the D
Hoppin a beam M3
I tempt the windows, I'm riding the passenger seat and I'm feeling elite
I might get twizz a lil patek phillipe
And get mike a track just to f*ck up the street
I'm swerving through all of these lanes
I'm turning my music up so that these niggas know me
Yeah, the way that I flow so neat
Yeah, brung her to my bed then I beat
I go out to sacks I'm splurging on clothes and hoes I'm blowing the money up quickly
Not talking bout none, boy, I'll get you a ticket
I put ice on my teeth, this shit really glitzn
I'm pushing the coupe, andale andale this bitch a pur like a kitten
High lifestyle not switching
These niggas be missing
They missing reality, I got that shit why they mad at me
I keep on hitting them home runs, perfected the swing and the battering
Slide on the drop with a 556
We can not miss automatic things
The type to hop out a four matic thing
Ima beat up her box, then she hear a ding
Man down man down man down, pick ya mans up
Someone tell mayday I need a beat his shit so tuff
Not a troup told that bitch a soldier
Defeating the opps with the chain gang
Red eyes leveling up like kur
We going up, ain't no stopping us, Our shit be so tough ain't no topping us huuh
I'm geeked
A couple thousand bands in my sleep
I'm blocking, I'm swiping Delete
Chasing the money, she's chasing the
Tempt the windows I'm riding the passenger seat
And I'm feeling elite
Lil patek phillipe
F*ck up the street
My music, they know that it's me
I flow so neat
Brought her to my bed and I beat
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I'm geeked
Yeah, I done ran up a couple thousand bands in my sleep
Crazy bitch hitting my phone, I'm blocking her number, I'm swiping delete
Yeah, I told her I don't want her love, I'm chasing the money, she chasin the D
Hoppin a beam M3
I tempt the windows, I'm riding the passenger seat and I'm feeling elite
I might get twizz a lil patek phillipe
And get mike a track just to f*ck up the street
I'm swerving through all of these lanes
I'm turning my music up so that these niggas know me
Yeah, the way that I flow so neat
Yeah, brung her to my bed then I beat
I go out to sacks I'm splurging on clothes and hoes I'm blowing the money up quickly
Not talking bout none, boy, I'll get you a ticket
I put ice on my teeth, this shit really glitzn
I'm pushing the coupe, andale andale this bitch a pur like a kitten
High lifestyle not switching
These niggas be missing