Lyrics: keandrian jones
Music: keandrian jones
[Chorus]
Yeah, woke up sipping Wock', yeah
He sipping on fake drop, yeah
This shit around the clock
I'm too high, I can't stop it
I just left the bank, ain't made a deposit
Boy, this an SRT, this ain't no Masi'
[Verse 1]
Uh, hold on, my bitch bad as hell, his hoe got mileage
All these racks on me, ain't go to college
Yeah, that nigga want him a feat', told him send the deposit
Damn, choppa right under my feet, it get to wilding
Ha, I do shit he can't, yeah
He not in my rank, I'm that nigga and he ain't
Made like ten racks off some drank
I keep cash, like **** the bank
Told that nigga, just stay in his lane
Riding with sticks inside the Range
[Chorus]
Yeah, woke up sipping Wock', yeah
He sipping on fake drop, yeah
This shit around the clock
I'm too high, I can't stop it
I just left the bank, ain't made a deposit
Boy, this an SRT, this ain't no Masi'
[Verse 2]
I spent racks in YSL, this shit a hobby
His bitch geeked as hell, yeah, she off X and Oxy'
Yeah, uh, I been geeked as **** and stay right in the party
I don't even give a ****, I put my bitch on Roxi'
Uh, racks inside the Sprinter, we run it up
Uh, that's his hoe, that bitch, she came to ****
I been on these niggas' necks, I can't let up
In that all red Trackhawk, yeah, you know that's us