[Intro]
(Classics)
[Chorus]
Still gon' bust a band (How the fuck I ain't gon' do that nigga? You know we gon' keep bustin' bands)
Still gon' drip down in designer, rock the F and N
Still gon' fuck her friends (Top, Amiri bottom, you know what I'm sayin', with the Glock tucked in that bitch)
Still gon' pop 'em by the seal and eat a couple tens
Forgive me, I've done sinned (I got yo' ho off Percocet's now, man)
[Interlude]
When you come to the realization, that without God you can do nothing
Without him you will pay (Yeah)
Without him you're like a ship without a sail
[Verse 1]
Ayy, damn Face we got that sauce from you (For real?)
I got this coat from Neimans, wear it once and then I'm through (I'm done with that bitch)
This shit for real, just read the news
Free my cuz, the house got boom (I see it)
I sell 'em all just leave some room
I jump in foreigns, you jumpin' brooms
Ha, I jump in wop, you jump in that (Gucci)
I heard you got yo' spot jumpin' 'cause its jumpin' back (Jumpin' back)
Jumped in yo' feelings 'bout a bitch, what you want her back? (Oh you can get her back)
Jump in my bag and zip it up, Face where the fuck you at?
Somewhere out of reach, droppin' fours, Fanta peach (Mm)
You get that bag and run it up, look I ain't tryna preach (Just do right)
Bitch, do you want to fuck or not? I ain't tryna sleep (You wanna fuck or not?)
You got a man, oh you in love, so that's fine with me (Okay, cool)
I need a dime a feat' (Yeah)
I'm finna sign the streets (Yeah)
I drink a line then eat (Yeah)
I wanna run like Meech (Run like Meech)
Still standing in the field, seven hundred cleats (Yeah)
Twenty racks, my RTAs, seven hundred for these (Boy)
(Classics)
[Chorus]
Still gon' bust a band (How the fuck I ain't gon' do that nigga? You know we gon' keep bustin' bands)
Still gon' drip down in designer, rock the F and N
Still gon' fuck her friends (Top, Amiri bottom, you know what I'm sayin', with the Glock tucked in that bitch)
Still gon' pop 'em by the seal and eat a couple tens
Forgive me, I've done sinned (I got yo' ho off Percocet's now, man)
[Interlude]
When you come to the realization, that without God you can do nothing
Without him you will pay (Yeah)
Without him you're like a ship without a sail
[Verse 1]
Ayy, damn Face we got that sauce from you (For real?)
I got this coat from Neimans, wear it once and then I'm through (I'm done with that bitch)
This shit for real, just read the news
Free my cuz, the house got boom (I see it)
I sell 'em all just leave some room
I jump in foreigns, you jumpin' brooms
Ha, I jump in wop, you jump in that (Gucci)
I heard you got yo' spot jumpin' 'cause its jumpin' back (Jumpin' back)
Jumped in yo' feelings 'bout a bitch, what you want her back? (Oh you can get her back)
Jump in my bag and zip it up, Face where the fuck you at?
Somewhere out of reach, droppin' fours, Fanta peach (Mm)
You get that bag and run it up, look I ain't tryna preach (Just do right)
Bitch, do you want to fuck or not? I ain't tryna sleep (You wanna fuck or not?)
You got a man, oh you in love, so that's fine with me (Okay, cool)
I need a dime a feat' (Yeah)
I'm finna sign the streets (Yeah)
I drink a line then eat (Yeah)
I wanna run like Meech (Run like Meech)
Still standing in the field, seven hundred cleats (Yeah)
Twenty racks, my RTAs, seven hundred for these (Boy)
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