[Verse]
My niggas sticked up, brand new draco, yea this-
Nigga 3 black trucks, all tinted up, know we move just like the mob
Went and bought a Hellcat on some bullshit, nigga I don't even drive it
FN 5.7 go through doors, ain't no point in tryna' hidin'
When they hit, ain't no point in tryna' fight it
When they let off, it ain't no point in running
Ain't gon' make a fuss 'bout no dumb shit
These niggas and ho's know who run shit, damn
I run it up went mhmm, mhmm, mm
Ay, I walk in this bitch with my mask tucked, I don't need no backup
We got exotic in loads, try to run up, you get backed up
He really rich on the 'gram, in real life the shit don't add up
Really lit, more money than followers
Last year we ain't had nun'
I'm up in Houston, in the Gallo, up in this bitch with a stick
You know I'm just copping shit
Marni, Givenchy, with thе Rick
Just had a threesome with his ho
New AmEx card, I maxed it out
I'm in thе back of the Western, and I'm buying out all the Margiela
I be tryna' keep my niggas from crashing out
I'm on Rodeo, I'm cashing out
Got Roxy's in max amounts
Had to go black card, I maxed out all my accounts
We on Rodeo, I'm just cashing out, these ho's passed-
All of these ho's get passed around
And my lil' nigga he be wildin', I can't even bring him around
We don't do round trips, on a jet, it's a Lear
All these diamonds VS1, diamonds crazy, yea they on my wrist, match my ear
Wires Only fuckin' dealership
That's how I'm coming, I'm really him
Maybach, it's filled up with firearms
Goyard bag filled with pink 10s
Yea, they say it's only at the top
Had to go put on like, all my twins
Backends on backends, brand new Maybach Benz
We don't defend that bitch, went bad talking all of her friends
All these ho's, they be choosing, yea but me too, so it's kinda cool
I'm mixing za and the funnel, I copped a 100 pack of Bamboos
I flew her out and then I went ghost
My niggas act, don't talk on the phone
Know I keep these hunnid's flowin'
Pour a four, it's 4 in the morning
State-to-state, but I ain't touring
Niggas claiming that's his bitch, said he lame and he boring
Rap niggas fake arguing
Buying shit, no monopoly
I just met this bitch, fuck the same night, flawless diamonds, yea they just talk for me
Really kickin' shit, young niggas, they'll start a war for me
Really, I could drop a bag, that's just the end of the story
My niggas sticked up, brand new draco, yea this-
Nigga 3 black trucks, all tinted up, know we move just like the mob
Went and bought a Hellcat on some bullshit, nigga I don't even drive it
FN 5.7 go through doors, ain't no point in tryna' hidin'
When they hit, ain't no point in tryna' fight it
When they let off, it ain't no point in running
Ain't gon' make a fuss 'bout no dumb shit
These niggas and ho's know who run shit, damn
I run it up went mhmm, mhmm, mm
Ay, I walk in this bitch with my mask tucked, I don't need no backup
We got exotic in loads, try to run up, you get backed up
He really rich on the 'gram, in real life the shit don't add up
Really lit, more money than followers
Last year we ain't had nun'
I'm up in Houston, in the Gallo, up in this bitch with a stick
You know I'm just copping shit
Marni, Givenchy, with thе Rick
Just had a threesome with his ho
New AmEx card, I maxed it out
I'm in thе back of the Western, and I'm buying out all the Margiela
I be tryna' keep my niggas from crashing out
I'm on Rodeo, I'm cashing out
Got Roxy's in max amounts
Had to go black card, I maxed out all my accounts
We on Rodeo, I'm just cashing out, these ho's passed-
All of these ho's get passed around
And my lil' nigga he be wildin', I can't even bring him around
We don't do round trips, on a jet, it's a Lear
All these diamonds VS1, diamonds crazy, yea they on my wrist, match my ear
Wires Only fuckin' dealership
That's how I'm coming, I'm really him
Maybach, it's filled up with firearms
Goyard bag filled with pink 10s
Yea, they say it's only at the top
Had to go put on like, all my twins
Backends on backends, brand new Maybach Benz
We don't defend that bitch, went bad talking all of her friends
All these ho's, they be choosing, yea but me too, so it's kinda cool
I'm mixing za and the funnel, I copped a 100 pack of Bamboos
I flew her out and then I went ghost
My niggas act, don't talk on the phone
Know I keep these hunnid's flowin'
Pour a four, it's 4 in the morning
State-to-state, but I ain't touring
Niggas claiming that's his bitch, said he lame and he boring
Rap niggas fake arguing
Buying shit, no monopoly
I just met this bitch, fuck the same night, flawless diamonds, yea they just talk for me
Really kickin' shit, young niggas, they'll start a war for me
Really, I could drop a bag, that's just the end of the story
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