Lyrics: Marissa White/Brooklyn Bolden/Miles Parks Mccollum/Jefferson Ogendi
Music: Marissa White/Brooklyn Bolden/Miles Parks Mccollum/Jefferson Ogendi
Turn it up a lil' bit (Lil Boat)
Ayy, S3nsi
Lil Brook
Ayy (Ayy, haha)
Dumb shit (Yuh)
Ayy, lemme hear that ho, Jeff
Go
Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy (Into ten)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy (I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend, ayy (That’s a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like when shit get intense, ayy (Ayy, pew, pew)
'Bout that action, so you better comprehend, ayy
Spendin’ money, I'm about to buy a Benz, ayy (Skrrt, skrrt)
You can't knock me, I stay posted on all 10, ayy (All 10)
If you play me, I let shots go in the wind, ayy (Rrah-rra-rra)
B*****s love me, they stay watchin' like some fans
(Why you watchin', ho?)
At VLive, I throw money, she gon' dance
She gon' dance, ayy, she gon' **** up a bag, ayy
All about that paper, **** up a sack
In the trap (Ayy), I stay with the loaded mags, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
.223 will knock at your back, ayy
Hit a lick, finesse what you got, ayy (That’s a lick)
Loaded choppers, we gon’ bust at the opps (Rrah-rra-rra)
Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy (Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy (I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend, ayy (That's a ruler)
’Bout that action, I like when shit get intense, ayy (Doo-doo-doo)
Creep in the Coupe, gettin' blown like soup
By a bad *****, brown like poop
Burner be crazy, they can't wait to shoot
Aimin' at you and ya duke
Did what they did and it was all in my plan
I collect all my bands
I’m with the bro, he off two, three Xans
Can't understand what he sayin'
.223 shells, all in my Maybach
***** don't like me, ******, then say that
I get this bag, if I pull up they pay that
This ho had dubbed me, her mama my payback
This ***** a s****e, just like a iMac
Beat up her boyfriend, turn his lil' eye black
Someone steal my whip, I ain't trippin', got LoJack
I can get that back but you can't get your ho back
Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy (Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy (I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend, ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like when shit get intense, ayy (Doo-doo-doo)
S3nsi stay bustin' at opps (Shoot)
Pulled out the chopper, your body gon' rock (Damn)
Don't give a ****, I do what I want
My mama be mad 'cause I'm nonchalant (Oh well)
I'm makin' moves so niggas be mad
Guns with *****, so she can get bagged (Bagged)
Smokin' on 'Woods, we smokin' on gas
Speak on Lil Molly, you know I'm gon' spazz
Spazz on a ***** and I don't give a ****
Walk in a club and that pistol stay tucked
Racks in the Louis, that hit in the trunks
No time for the bullshit, got shooters that dump
Shootin' at opps on sight (On sight)
Hate on Lil Brook, then you might lose your life
Don't bring a knife to the gun fight
Spark out a ***** like the Fourth of July
Six shooters with me and you know they gon' ride
Five racks, then I turn it into ten, ayy (Into ten, ayy)
Next week, I made a pack, flip again, ayy (I flip a pack)
With the strap, I like when the clip extend, ayy (That's a ruler)
'Bout that action, I like when shit get intense, ayy (Doo-doo-doo)