Won’t Believe Higher Brothers (Ft. ScHoolboy Q)

[Chorus: MaSiWei]
This shit goes hard from the earth to the space
Never tryna' set me up, I got rollie on my wrist
We just work we don't talk
With my gang pullin' up
I don't trust nobody
I ain't play I just finesse
I'm a studio criminal
All I do is typical
Put my shit on gallery
Welcome to my national
Fuck that boy who won't believe
Fuck that bitch who won't believe
Got my brothers 30 deep
Show up on the tv screen

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
Right, the money ain't light, the chain gon fight
I raise that price, the coco bite, the song on sight
Yeah, I whip that work, I get that bag
I want that Porche, I want that horse
The car too fast, come on 'lil man
The bitch got ass, she might have friends to do no hands
I might throw bands to lose them pants
I'm in my lane, the goat won't change
They all gon' hate, I broke that bank
The bust down face, the Rolex shape
It can't be fake, the house by lake
Run it up, run it up, Benji
Run it up, run in your safe
All of this cash in the way
Trapping like back in the day
I been in the greatest debate
Soon as they open the gate
Soon as they threw out the case
Soon as I jumped in the wraith