Yeah
**** is you doing, nigga?
Bainz in the building with me
Yeah
(Leek, thats fye right there)
Lets go
You see me out , bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, aint nobody on E
Dont do no cappin, I came out them streets
It could be cold, gotta ride with the heat
He think he gangster, gon die when we met
Dont got no bitch but I keep em on fleek
I was just brakin from 12 on the block
Now we getting paid just to go on the stage
YSL boss , I was broke, now Im paid
Twin on my face that got caught in the raid
Im tryna free all my dawgs out the cage
Give me a year, Ima cop me a maze
Stay in the mall, call it stuck in my ways
I dont play games but I damn sure make plays
Plus if I start it, I know Ima finish
She want a body and I want a milli
Robbin and killin
Home of the murderers and some of the realest
I just be chilling, cant get in my feelings
They know Im hard but dont wanna admit
Niggas be hating but I still go and get it
Im in the trap, that bitch sending me titties
YSL loaded, and yeah, Im committed
Bitch, it dont count if you broke and you pretty
Walk in the mall, ballin , John Wall
She keep on texting, Im missin her call
Dodging the bullshit, I cant **** with at all
They callin the law
I want the plain Richard Millie, I dont want no Patek
Pissed off on IG but dont want no static
Elliot jewelry,my water Atlantic
Geeked out my mind on a whole nother planet
You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, aint nobody on E
Dont do no cappin, I came out them streets
It could be cold, gotta ride with the heat
He think he gangster, gon die when we met
Dont got no bitch but I keep em on fleek
I was just brakin from 12 on the block
Now we getting paid just to go on the stage
Catch him and chop off his limbs
Sipping these pints and Im poppin these pills
I keep the baddest lil thotties
I pop the Addy, Im out of my body
This aint court, we dont judge bitches for bodies
I was too high, I just slept in the lobby
Put it Post-It, I know they gon copy
I told her pull up and she got excited
Free my lil dawg, got indicted
Im ready to crash out, aint startin a riot
I really came out the jungle with lions
Speak on my name and them bullets, they flyin
Stay down and ran that shit up out the gate
Traps keep on calling, they dont wanna wait
Spot in LA and it came with a maid
Im quarantine clean, now the money well made
You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, aint nobody on E
Dont do no cappin, I came out them streets
It could be cold, gotta ride with the heat
He think he gangster, gon die when we met
Dont got no bitch but I keep em on fleek
I was just brakin from 12 on the block
Now we getting paid just to go on the stage
Nobody On E