Factory Rims Xavy Rusan

[Intro]
Ay

[Verse 1]
Poppin’ like I’m ‘posed to
Watch out for the people that I’m close to
Speak a little somethin’ you could toast to
I ain’t tryna hear ‘bout what you won’t do
Movin’ like I meant to
Hit the ground runnin’ like the rent do
Speak a little somethin’ that you’re into
I ain’t tryna hear ‘bout what you’ve been through
Like, hol’ up, hol’ up, say, what’s the hol’ up?
I got the pack, who got that roll up? I’m tryna po up
It seem like everytime I show up, it gotta go up
See the drip, they see the glow up, oh now they know us
See, it’s funny how my pockets outta shape but I’m fit for the flex
Clear the phone call, hit my chick with a text
Pollay through the birb with my drip from thе Jex
Save a couple hunnid, buy your bitch with thе rest, I

[Chorus]
Prefer my reefer with henny and Coke
Please don’t be stingy, got plenty to smoke
Show up and act up, and back to the crib
I do not stunt, I just rap what I live
Seem like they doin’ the most for the clout
Did what I said so they know what I’m bout
Show up and act up, and back to the crib
I do not stunt, I just rap what I (rap what I)