[Intro: Lil Tjay]
I just like the sound of it
Grr, bow, bow, bow
Grr, bow
[Verse 1: Lil Tjay & Offset]
Y'all do not know me, I shoot like I'm Kobe
That boy really tough on his doley though
I keep a Drac', ain't no OVO
I ain't for nothin', just check my portfolio
Really come from a block where they bang, bang
Protect that Glock, oh, this Glock ain't no goalie, bro
Say you 'bout what you claimin', then show me though
One in the head, you gon' die tryna toe-to-toe
Trench kid, no fucks, gotta run it up
If you thinkin' I'ma lose, then you dumb as fuck
Pop out, drippin' diamonds, ooh, Bentley butter cup
Youngest out my city, keep it smooth just to sum it up
No security, you see me, but that Glock spit
Youngest nigga doin' it, that's why I pop shit
VVS's drippin' water, it's like a mosh pit
Really not shit, but I'm movin' like I'm hot shit
Legal money comin' in, I started off robbin'
True to evеrything I did, there's really no flagin'
All my shit been goin' up, lil' nigga, no dodgin'
And I'ma keep on comin' with thе heat, I'm hoggin'
Trench kid, glitter on the piece, stop sobbin'
Why them niggas hatin'? It defeats my noggin
If that ain't really your beef, stop sidin'
Say you tryna run in these streets, stop hidin', huh
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Run it up)
Niggas broke 'cause they be on that funny stuff (Broke)
Richard Mille, my wrist be on— (Ooh)
I done came way too far, I can't fuck it up
I got niggas that die by the gang, gang (Gang)
Stupid, be honest, you fuck with us (Hey)
Hearin' no one can slide, I be clutchin' up (Bah)
Know the haters mad, they got enough of us (Ooh)
I just like the sound of it
Grr, bow, bow, bow
Grr, bow
[Verse 1: Lil Tjay & Offset]
Y'all do not know me, I shoot like I'm Kobe
That boy really tough on his doley though
I keep a Drac', ain't no OVO
I ain't for nothin', just check my portfolio
Really come from a block where they bang, bang
Protect that Glock, oh, this Glock ain't no goalie, bro
Say you 'bout what you claimin', then show me though
One in the head, you gon' die tryna toe-to-toe
Trench kid, no fucks, gotta run it up
If you thinkin' I'ma lose, then you dumb as fuck
Pop out, drippin' diamonds, ooh, Bentley butter cup
Youngest out my city, keep it smooth just to sum it up
No security, you see me, but that Glock spit
Youngest nigga doin' it, that's why I pop shit
VVS's drippin' water, it's like a mosh pit
Really not shit, but I'm movin' like I'm hot shit
Legal money comin' in, I started off robbin'
True to evеrything I did, there's really no flagin'
All my shit been goin' up, lil' nigga, no dodgin'
And I'ma keep on comin' with thе heat, I'm hoggin'
Trench kid, glitter on the piece, stop sobbin'
Why them niggas hatin'? It defeats my noggin
If that ain't really your beef, stop sidin'
Say you tryna run in these streets, stop hidin', huh
Run it up, run it up, run it up (Run it up)
Niggas broke 'cause they be on that funny stuff (Broke)
Richard Mille, my wrist be on— (Ooh)
I done came way too far, I can't fuck it up
I got niggas that die by the gang, gang (Gang)
Stupid, be honest, you fuck with us (Hey)
Hearin' no one can slide, I be clutchin' up (Bah)
Know the haters mad, they got enough of us (Ooh)
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