[Intro: Tafia]
(Ayo, Josh, make that shit bang)
Don't study me, just study what I do (What I do)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue, nigga (Alright)
[Chorus: Tafia]
Don't study me, just study what I do (Phew)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue (Out the blue, nigga)
Nothin' but fast cars like BML, this two (Yeah, this two)
I don't act hard, I like to laugh and shoot (Haha, hahaha)
Okay, get rich out the blue
Pull up different Coupes
Felt like they were watchin' me, 'cause I was watchin', too (Ah)
[?] K, twenties, fifties, I got a suite, too (Uh-huh)
I did the race
Jumped on a swoop and came back with some loot (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Tafia]
Knick knack, paddy whack, they gave a dog a bone
Made a hunnid bands, then I went and dropped a song (Let's go)
Spread my wings and I took off, Tafia on the roam
A lawyer, too much money, nine zones, get him gone (Pew)
Florida boy with the sauce, dead counted hustler
I don't need to catch up, old hundreds smell like mustard
Hit him with that switcheroo, pull up different Coupes
She walked out of her ex life, baby need new shoes (Uh-huh)
Gangster to the core, real bitches I adore
Bein' bad ain't enough, what you got? I need more
I started off with a three-five, then flipped that to a seven
Flipped the seven to a half a zip, then hit for a quarter P
Middle-man my way to a whole thing, so it made it cheap
Five months later, my right wrist cost a quarter key
(Ayo, Josh, make that shit bang)
Don't study me, just study what I do (What I do)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue, nigga (Alright)
[Chorus: Tafia]
Don't study me, just study what I do (Phew)
Trap hard, then get rich out the blue (Out the blue, nigga)
Nothin' but fast cars like BML, this two (Yeah, this two)
I don't act hard, I like to laugh and shoot (Haha, hahaha)
Okay, get rich out the blue
Pull up different Coupes
Felt like they were watchin' me, 'cause I was watchin', too (Ah)
[?] K, twenties, fifties, I got a suite, too (Uh-huh)
I did the race
Jumped on a swoop and came back with some loot (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Tafia]
Knick knack, paddy whack, they gave a dog a bone
Made a hunnid bands, then I went and dropped a song (Let's go)
Spread my wings and I took off, Tafia on the roam
A lawyer, too much money, nine zones, get him gone (Pew)
Florida boy with the sauce, dead counted hustler
I don't need to catch up, old hundreds smell like mustard
Hit him with that switcheroo, pull up different Coupes
She walked out of her ex life, baby need new shoes (Uh-huh)
Gangster to the core, real bitches I adore
Bein' bad ain't enough, what you got? I need more
I started off with a three-five, then flipped that to a seven
Flipped the seven to a half a zip, then hit for a quarter P
Middle-man my way to a whole thing, so it made it cheap
Five months later, my right wrist cost a quarter key
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