[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)
Ayy (Give a— Give a fuck 'bout no opp shit, chopstick, mopstick)
You know? Like, I stay to myself
Feel me? So like, keep me out of all that bullshit, you feel me? If you fuck with me, do that
Fuck that extra shit, pussy-ass (Ha-ha)
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
I be living life violent, it ain’t hard to notice that I need a Louis Vuitton bitch
Relocate on the island, two Jolly Ranchers in my soda even though that I'm styling
I call this shit perfect timing, got the world on my shoulder, I might hit with my iron out
Quick to put up a opp like a billboard or poster
In the Louis V pouch, keep the Glock, fuck a holster
[Verse 1: Brokeasf]
Let me tell you how I came from the bottom
Was a jit when I seen a nigga hit with that chopper
Daddy sold dope, I ain't listen to my mama
Bitch, you stayed in a beef on petty-ass drama
Now I’m right here, right now, counting these commas
Man, they want me to die 'cause I'm rich, what the fuck?
But Big Boy Power, he ain't never cared
Big Boy Power let it hit, he'll never tell
I'm tired of these lame ass hoes brainwashing jits
Bitch, go get some money and jump off my dick
I'm just chasing the bag
Bitch, I'm getting them mad
Run up on me, you’ll get popped like a tag
Big boy shooter, he’ll run up, no mask
Bitch, I'm a young gunner, I ain’t never go for no fuck shit
Up shit, bust shit, know we gon' tuck shit
(CashMoneyAP)
Ayy (Give a— Give a fuck 'bout no opp shit, chopstick, mopstick)
You know? Like, I stay to myself
Feel me? So like, keep me out of all that bullshit, you feel me? If you fuck with me, do that
Fuck that extra shit, pussy-ass (Ha-ha)
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
I be living life violent, it ain’t hard to notice that I need a Louis Vuitton bitch
Relocate on the island, two Jolly Ranchers in my soda even though that I'm styling
I call this shit perfect timing, got the world on my shoulder, I might hit with my iron out
Quick to put up a opp like a billboard or poster
In the Louis V pouch, keep the Glock, fuck a holster
[Verse 1: Brokeasf]
Let me tell you how I came from the bottom
Was a jit when I seen a nigga hit with that chopper
Daddy sold dope, I ain't listen to my mama
Bitch, you stayed in a beef on petty-ass drama
Now I’m right here, right now, counting these commas
Man, they want me to die 'cause I'm rich, what the fuck?
But Big Boy Power, he ain't never cared
Big Boy Power let it hit, he'll never tell
I'm tired of these lame ass hoes brainwashing jits
Bitch, go get some money and jump off my dick
I'm just chasing the bag
Bitch, I'm getting them mad
Run up on me, you’ll get popped like a tag
Big boy shooter, he’ll run up, no mask
Bitch, I'm a young gunner, I ain’t never go for no fuck shit
Up shit, bust shit, know we gon' tuck shit
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