It's a move? (Ooh shit)
Yeah I like that
I gotta handle some', baby, I'll be right back
I got a bag a some', baby, that's a light stack
Yeah I know that boy hot 'cause his life wack
Yeah my whole body hot, get the ice pack
Yeah I'm drippin' on these niggas, get the life jack'
Sneakin' in his trap, I don't know if he was lookin'
Nigga thought he had the tax, he aint know that he was juggin', uhh
I might take me a trip, I'm on a cash tip
I might buy me some beans, I need some snacks for the road
Break shit down, and do the math quick
Aye, run up a bag and make it backflip, go
I just sipped the wrong Gatorade
Boy I can't even see, I'm finna crash, nigga woah
I might do my dance all up in Saks Fifth
Why dat boy so clean? I took a bath witchya' hoe
Cross out a bag, I put a straight line through it
They want me to stop, I'm on the Grapevine zoomin'
I want me some guap, and that's the way I'm movin'
Yo dawg is a opp, that boy the K-9 unit
She want me to pop, she say I ain't quite human
Probably not, what can I say, I knew it
A play in LA, we took a plane right to it
I know that shit hot, but it's the way I do it
I got a lotta' the drip
I leave a stain, niggas bottle it and copy the shit (Uhh)
I'm still gang and I'm proud of this shit
Need a real big bank, on some lottery shit (Jugg)
You niggas gotta be sick
I think I got him in his feelings cause he tryna be me
I treat this nigga like my children, he a product of me
I got a style worth a million, but I got it for free
I got a Jordan logo on me with a bottle of heem
Got some dope all in my body, I just swallowed a bean
I was runnin' red lights in the swerve machine
I told the officer I'm colorblind, I thought it was green
It's a move? (Ooh shit)
Yeah I like that
I gotta handle some', baby, I'll be right back
I got a bag a some', baby, that's a light stack
Yeah I know that boy hot 'cause his life wack
Yeah my whole body hot, get the ice pack
Yeah I'm drippin' on these niggas, get the life jack'
Sneakin' in his trap, I don't know if he was lookin'
Nigga thought he had the tax, he aint know that he was juggin', uhh
I might take me a trip, I'm on some cash shit
I be all in the cut, in all black, gettin' low
My Brodie a dog, he on some dumb shit
He just roll up dope and kidnap niggas hoes
Lil baby she pretty, she like a actress
My bitch antisocial, that shit attractive fasho
No I can't stop now, I gotta stack shit
Gotta keep shit pushin' and let these wack niggas know
I just made a call, my dawgs is all rockin'
Nigga I'm so far out the way, my calls droppin
Aw damn, I had some' to say but my jaw lockin'
Damn, I was runnin' a play but the law watchin'
I need bands, I need money today, I need all profit
Bands out here runnin' away, I'm gon' still catch 'em
Niggas trippin, I don't know what they smokin', I can't match 'em
Aye, niggas ain't up, niggas ain't the fuckin' plug
Yizzelay the what? Ooh, Yizzelay the fuckin' club
Yeah I'm to the neck, niggas know I'm bag chasin'
I ain't even slept, eatin' breakfast at the gas station
(He ain't know that he was juggin', uhh)
It's a move? (Ooh shit)
Yeah I like that
I gotta handle some', baby, I'll be right back
I got a bag a some', baby, that's a light stack
Yeah I know that boy hot 'cause his life wack
Yeah my whole body hot, get the ice pack
Yeah I'm drippin' on these niggas, get the life jack'
Sneakin' in his trap, I don't know if he was lookin'
Nigga thought he had the tax, he aint know that he was juggin', uhh