[Intro]
Ouu.. Sav killed it
Let's go
Free white boy nigga
You know, born bro what's good
Ahh
[Verse 1: Ace Money]
Really hugged the road more than I hugged my auntie
Cleanin' up the money when I say I'm at the laundry
Boy it's going down, these Diors, you better hold for me
Seven different states, gettin' money, that's a tour for me
Heard that nigga scared to get a bag, so it's more for me
Gotta throw it some, she don't fuck for free
Pro'lly get you some, if you work for me
Off-White bag for my bitch, it was burgundy
Showed her twenty bands on the gram, now she slurpin' me
Put some diamonds on the Rollie, yeah surgery
I got old money, put it in a nursery
Baby girl cried to my dog, he did her worse than me
I be havin' dreamin' nightmares they be worse than me
I ain't seen a dollar off this rap, boy I run these streets
[Ahhh]
[Verse 2: Skplyv Nolstnm]
Za, this wasn't 'posed to happen
From the A to the D, we makin' shit happen
I went shopping with my giffys, I was supposed to cash in
No question, you a real nigga, you gon' tap in
Za, shoot everything but the back boards
Free the white boy and all the black boys
I don't see you niggas, y'all some try-hards
Bend a nigga block in the Trackhawk
Ay, took the chromes made a loaf out it
Slow it down, baby slow ride it
I- I finesse, I get more out it
Up the five, bring the whole item
Ouu.. Sav killed it
Let's go
Free white boy nigga
You know, born bro what's good
Ahh
[Verse 1: Ace Money]
Really hugged the road more than I hugged my auntie
Cleanin' up the money when I say I'm at the laundry
Boy it's going down, these Diors, you better hold for me
Seven different states, gettin' money, that's a tour for me
Heard that nigga scared to get a bag, so it's more for me
Gotta throw it some, she don't fuck for free
Pro'lly get you some, if you work for me
Off-White bag for my bitch, it was burgundy
Showed her twenty bands on the gram, now she slurpin' me
Put some diamonds on the Rollie, yeah surgery
I got old money, put it in a nursery
Baby girl cried to my dog, he did her worse than me
I be havin' dreamin' nightmares they be worse than me
I ain't seen a dollar off this rap, boy I run these streets
[Ahhh]
[Verse 2: Skplyv Nolstnm]
Za, this wasn't 'posed to happen
From the A to the D, we makin' shit happen
I went shopping with my giffys, I was supposed to cash in
No question, you a real nigga, you gon' tap in
Za, shoot everything but the back boards
Free the white boy and all the black boys
I don't see you niggas, y'all some try-hards
Bend a nigga block in the Trackhawk
Ay, took the chromes made a loaf out it
Slow it down, baby slow ride it
I- I finesse, I get more out it
Up the five, bring the whole item
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