I ain't really ridin' with nothin'
I ain't really ridin' with nothin'
I ain't really ridin' with nothin'
You know I rack mills in a min
Me and my shawty we f*ckin'-in
I don't grip nines, I be rushing in
I love mine so I'm rushin' in
Walkin' the strobe in a mink
I lost the K, I ain't fussin'-in
My life okay, It's bussin'-in
With the love of my life, we rushin' in
I sell my house for some Ye tickets
Gotta be quiet they sleepin'
Walls thin, so you know we be beefin'
It's cold, got coats for each season
You a rat with a excuse for each reason
Like Bridgeton, leave it's treason
Man I watched all three seasons
All my food good, it's seasoned
Man I'mma ball, I'mma ball for no reason
Even when I'm in the off season
I got the bling, why you thinkin' it fake
Live lifestyle, why you thinkin'
It fake
I ain't need to prove nothin' in my grace
Tryna make mills, I gotta make hast
Tryna make that and I gotta make pace
You can't even spend at my pace
You know I rack mills in a min
Me and my shawty we f*ckin'-in
I don't grip nines, I be rushing in
I love mine so I'm rushin' in
Walkin' the strobe in a mink
I lost the K, I ain't fussin'-in
My life okay, It's bussin'-in
With the love of my life, we rushin' in