Hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold on, they gon’ get wild in this bitch, y’all
Aye, aight
Hold up, hold up, hold up
RIght now, I need y’all to get off y’all fuckin’ phones and we gon’ turn up in this bitch, aight?
Uh, come on
Brodie said that these hoes nuts, so what?
Nigga, I show up Codeine, pour up
Nigga, you don’t know nothin’, you can get tote’d up
You can get tote’d up, yeah
Uh, bitch, shit
Drugs in my cup, mix it up, yeah-yeah
Yeah, let’s go
Two perkies, now I’m fucked up, someone get me up, yeah-yeah
Let’s go, let’s go
Just made some millions, G-Money said it ain’t enough, yeah-yeah
Let’s go, let’s go
So I’ll make twenty more M’s, we gon’ count it up, yeah-yeah
Count it, count it, yeah
Sorry in advance to these hoes, but I’m cuffed, yeah-yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I got a girl, G-Money say that’s dumb as fuck, yeah-yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
But that shit make me happy, so I don’t give no fuck, yeah-yeah
Don’t give no fuck
Young nigga makin’ it happen, everyday it go up, yeah-yeah
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
Brand new Draco, can’t wait to use it, ayo
Grrah, grrah
Pull up in that Miracle Whip, all white, look like some mayo
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, yeah
Ball like O.J. Mayo, she dance for me, no tango
Oh yeah, yeah
Remember ridin’ around in a Grand Am, but now my wrist is a Range Rove’ uh (Rich)
Uh-huh, I’m comin’, you ready or not? Oh yeah (Uh-huh)
I just got some head from your thot, oh yeah (Uh-huh)
She fuck all the L’s on the block, oh yeah (Uh-huh)
AP on my wrist leave her shocked, oh yeah (Uh-huh)
But this not a G-Shock, oh yeah (Uh-huh)
Tough talk got him shot, oh yeah (Uh-huh)
Hit the club, shut it down when I walk in there, uh (Uh)
Not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin (Yeah)
Could a nigga ever prevent me from winny-win-winnin’
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin (Oh yeah)
I just bick back, count the blue faces while I grin, yeah
Cash, cash, cash
I got guns like the Western, Western, Western, Western (Bang)
Everyday I wake up flexin’, flexin’, flexin’, flexin’
Ah, ah-ah
Spent a hundred-fifty on my watch, don’t have to tax it
Ah, bling-blaow
I don’t wanna text her back but I need to now
Let’s go, let’s go
Drugs in my cup, mix it up, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Two perkies, now I’m fucked up, someone get me up, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Just made some millions, G-Money said it ain’t enough, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
So I’ll make twenty more M’s, we gon’ count it up, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Sorry in advance to these hoes, but I’m cuffed, yeah-yeah
Oh yeah, I’m cuffed
I got a girl, G-Money say that’s dumb as fuck, yeah-yeah
That’s dumb as fuck
But that shit make me happy, so I don’t give no fuck, yeah-yeah
I don’t give a fuck
Young nigga makin’ it happen, everyday it go up, yeah-yeah
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
I said, “G-Money, I gotta tell you somethin'” (I do)
I got this cash so I’m gon’ buy damn near every gun
Oh yeah, oh yeah
He said, “Every gun? “, oh yeah, every single one
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
So I could be ready when these bitch-ass haters and the devil come
Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah
Your crush just said I am a beast, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
You say I’m pussy, well, you are what you eat, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You nigga specialize in startin’ internet beef (Why?)
I’m not the one to internet beef, that’s how you catch RP’s to your teeth (Grrah)
Pull up in a Sprinter, my money and me (Uh)
She hop on my dick just like a bunny to me (Uh-huh)
Twenty-five, but she keep it a hundred to me (Uh-huh)
She taste sweeter than buckets of honey to me (Uh-huh)
I been ballin’, lil’ nigga, I’m out of your league (Uh)
In the studio, workin’, I don’t get fatigued (Uh-huh)
Got a Patek, I’m fallin’ in love with Philippe’s (Uh-huh)
Washed the percocet down with a cup full of lean (Uh-huh)
Big guns go bang, bad-a-boom, bad-a-bing
I break all of the rules, but I’m still in the lead (Yeah)
I feel like I’m a broom, I sweep her off her feet (What else?)
Chopper masturbatin’, it’ll beat you like meat (What else?)
Catch me levitatin’ off the Promethazine (What else?)
Got my heart racin’ when I’m rollin’ off E (What else?)
I be sack chasin’, I be after the green
Got her back achin’ when we up in the sheets, shit
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
Drugs in my cup, mix it up, yeah-yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Two perkies, now I’m fucked up, someone get me up, yeah-yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Just made some millions, G-Money said it ain’t enough, yeah-yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
So I’ll make twenty more M’s, we gon’ count it up, yeah-yeah
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
Sorry in advance to these hoes, but I’m cuffed, yeah-yeah
I got a girl, G-Money say that’s dumb as fuck, yeah-yeah
But that shit make me happy, so I don’t give no fuck, yeah-yeah (Uh-uh)
Young nigga makin’ it happen, everyday it go up, yeah-yeah
Everyday it go up
My fault, my fault
I told her I don’t wanna fuck, it’s just a thought, yeah
I told her I don’t wan’ cuff, she’s just a thot, uh, oh yeah
Uh-uh, I’ma get it off, uh
G-Money told me that it’s time to run it up, uh
I don’t wanna fuck her, I told her it’s just a thought (Mmm)
I don’t want no cuff her, I told her she’s just a thot, yeah (Bitch)
