Let’s go
Yeah, mafia tied, we ain’t blowin’ up, bad bitches flyin’ in
I was doin’ hundred percent, class in session, lil’ baby, sign in
Spaceship in sight, Benz’ pullin’ up, bitches want to dive in (Yeah)
They don’t know what I’m sayin’, different language, niggas ain’t slimed in
Ain’t go on no date, but I told the bitch she can get ready
She know that I’m heavy, not petty
Roses and Benzes, the petals, you know how I’m steppin’
I drive it like Martin, not Dreddie
They told me the road can get high, but you know I’m not carin’
The type to go talk to the devil
Bitch with them guys, especially go pick you a side
And better not get caught in the middle
They do what they ask, you know I got paper and plastic
I told her she should pick her poison
I ball like an athlete, even though I’m not an athlete
We get this shit off in sport
I let off the VIP, I walk ’round the club with myself
These hoes know I’m very important
I just hit the bitch and now I’m DM’in’ her sis
She want to ride me a joint
Lil’ bro, you know that I’m rich
Get a kick off of spendin’ this shit, I ain’t trippin’ on tabs
She say he a casual, them racks, they be flashin’
Ain’t hearin’ no realer, them niggas tryin’ to act
My pearl in the closet, I’m drippin’ all over the floor
Like soon as you get out the bath
My money get long, yeah, I ain’t seen my stash in the longest
It’s been ’bout a year and a half
They spinnin’ and spinnin’ and spin it right back
I spin through the trenches with stick on my lap
Them niggas can’t spin, they get zipped in the back
You want to hear my name? Well, mention the cash
Mention a Rolls, make you sure you mention the gold
Left playin’, right wrist froze
Stand on your toes, I’m catchin’, I’m pitchin’ ’em low
My fav’ play, pick it and roll
I’m tippin’ the hoes, I’m tippin’ the quick with the pole
You run up, this bitch gettin’ scored
We run up that shit on the low
My nigga came home, he ran up some shit on parole
Niggas who treat me can’t be no cap
Check my facts, ‘Face, you don’t rap
Trappin’ ain’t dead, niggas still on that
My oldhead just dropped two doors, yeah
Sticks and bags, her hair dropped down to her ass
This lil’ bitch international
I catch no Z’s, they tell me that money don’t sleep
I ain’t got no time for naps
My favorite right now, wockesha my bitch right now
I’m thinkin’ ’bout gettin’ her tatted
I think I’m Xzibit, changin’ the panel of the Sprite
It’s purple, it look like a print
Nigga, just listen, fuck around and change your life
If you stuck to the game that I’m givin’ (Swear to God)
Twin, you be trippin’
How you pull up in a coupe black and brown, like I double these bitches?
Lean rock said you pop out with like thirty in deals
Nigga, I might go buy me a chicken
Huncho a hatin’ ass nigga
My money so new, in the streets, might’ve caught your ass with it