I might pull up in a tank that's my ride uh
Bentley truck yeah with jus that's my guy uh
Got yo' bitch on my lap that's my vibe uh ayy
These Cartier's fit my face and my eyes
Ayy pullin' up deep as **** with my mob with my mob
See a nigga drippin' sauce bitch I'm fly bitch I'm fly
They don't want no beef
I see it in they eyes in they eyes
Come toe to toe with me you might not survive not survive
This shit get ugly 'round my muh'****in' side yeah 'round my side
bitch I'm from T town that's where
I reside yeah yeah I reside
My nigga s pull up you know they gon' slide they gon' slide
You talkin' tough and you end up a strap yeah yeah
Yeah baby check my patek yeah it's two-tone
Don't try to call me or text got a new phone
Ain't with the back and forth
Won't need to put a ring on
But when she back it up she gon'
Take her time on my ding dong
Pullin' and strokin' her hair-air-air
Givenchy Margiella Margiella Margiella
Take off your underwear
Christian Louboutins got me drippin'
All the sauce
OHB we pay the cost you know who the boss
We don't mingle with bums where yo' funds go
Lay back chase bucks shit
But K Wales like love fo'
Pull up and run shit
I pray up get Gusto say rest to justo
I'm tied in with gangstas no Vice lords no bloods locs
They rowdy all the time like it's GS9
bitch from Cali from the Valley go to Pepperdine
She from Saudi pushin' Audi only half the time yeah
When she drive it color white it's like a lemon lime look
Yeah I done slid through LA in some two doors
I then pulled some old moves on some new hoes
We been up for some hours like two-four
Gettin' bucks like I'm Antetokounmpo yeah
niggas gon' hate you know that
Gettin' this cake you know that
Finish my plate you know that
I ain't never gon' hold back yeah yeah
Yeah yeah I ain't never gon' hold back
Feelin' like I'm bein' chosen
I'm tryna get shit up in motion
See a nigga on the poster woo
Can't keep your composure woo
Ride the wraith like it's stolen woo
Tell your bitch come over
Too rich never sober woo
Billions on my mind yeah
They keep me up all the time yeah
They keep me up on my grind yeah
Too high can't reach me reach me
Nothing you can teach me teach me
Good pussy got you feinin' yeah
I'm hood rich best believe me woo
Money don't fall from trees naw
But I'ma ball for seasons yeah
I gotta million reasons
Why your bitch always leavin'
I stay on her mind
I know that she gon' pick up anytime
I wanna hear it
I know she sneak out late night
I get it when I want bottom line yeah huh
Sip chandon m枚et
I'm a tickin' time bomb hold up
And I'm from West Coast
But I'm west so I'm warm hold up
Your OG ain't a threat he wanna be
Us when he grow up
Wanna make a throwback split it in
The middle like I'm Moses
Take a picture for the poster how
I crush lennon with the loafers
Hit the plug for the gold I love it when
I mix it with the Gosha
Take off for the culture we been playin'
Hard without the culture
Standin' actin' dumb all on the couches
Bet they still gon' call us up to host it woo
Need a million for the feature
Paid a milli for the sneakers
Bad bitches in the bleachers
Young nigga ****in' with the teachers
CYN and OHB no
Throwin' bands winnin' never take a loss