[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
[Verse 1]
If it's beef, nigga, shoot somethin'
Fresh out the crib, I feel like Baccarat and new hundreds
Brick in my hand, I'm thinkin', "Damn, I used to move onions"
I stand on ten, but my young nigga gon' shoot for me
That china white from overseas, I call that Soo-Yung
Break the Perky with my teeth, it got my tooth numb
We score on opps, we treat the beef just like a hoop run
These niggas hoes, they see an opp and they don't do nothin'
I fell in love with the streets, I can't move on, we go through hell first
If all the lights stop working, I bet my scale work
Before you make your first million, you gon' fail first
If you ain't tryna havе no boss, nigga, sell work
[Chorus]
Gave me that papеr, it's gettin' dangerous, every day, y'all gettin' lamer
I'm old-school, you can watch me scrape the pot with a hanger
Feel like a kid, that's the reason why my Glock got a laser
Run up some money, but I swear to God I ran out of favors
I done bought so much land, these niggas ran out of acres
Make sure the crib ain't have no neighbors, I think I should run for mayor
These niggas lost all they drip, guess they ran out of flavor
All my brothers goin' crazy, chains and watches on they babies, easy money
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
[Verse 1]
If it's beef, nigga, shoot somethin'
Fresh out the crib, I feel like Baccarat and new hundreds
Brick in my hand, I'm thinkin', "Damn, I used to move onions"
I stand on ten, but my young nigga gon' shoot for me
That china white from overseas, I call that Soo-Yung
Break the Perky with my teeth, it got my tooth numb
We score on opps, we treat the beef just like a hoop run
These niggas hoes, they see an opp and they don't do nothin'
I fell in love with the streets, I can't move on, we go through hell first
If all the lights stop working, I bet my scale work
Before you make your first million, you gon' fail first
If you ain't tryna havе no boss, nigga, sell work
[Chorus]
Gave me that papеr, it's gettin' dangerous, every day, y'all gettin' lamer
I'm old-school, you can watch me scrape the pot with a hanger
Feel like a kid, that's the reason why my Glock got a laser
Run up some money, but I swear to God I ran out of favors
I done bought so much land, these niggas ran out of acres
Make sure the crib ain't have no neighbors, I think I should run for mayor
These niggas lost all they drip, guess they ran out of flavor
All my brothers goin' crazy, chains and watches on they babies, easy money
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