I'm in this bitch with the same team n
Fuck it and traded, the new crib is gated
You not on the list then you can't even make it
Had deaded the beef and got reincarnated
See ns get rich off the flow I created
You boys can't erase all the shit that I did
I'm off a hiatus the god is vibrating
I'm going as big as it gets (B.I.G bitch)
Free the real got to reset the balance
Spider, spider, spider, all around me
Going Miles Morales I'm doing the dirty work
Hands got the callus, I'm raising the bracket
See I hit the top and threw down the ladder
For all my dogs see I know all the schematics
I architect all of it giving her data
Success is a pattern I know it
My bitch worship me and I never been dumped
Only time is Instagram dumping
Real n campaign I could probably run for governor
Only time you ever see me running
We done made it through the stomach
Rumblin' fuck all that humblin' shit, we goin out stuntin'
Odds was against us, I bring it back home
Going Patty Mahomes fuck I look like fumblin (bitch)
Woo (Let's go)
Baccarat on a shirt, smellin' good (Good)
Bad bitch suck my dick real good (Ayy)
Drop-top in Miami, livin' good (Shit)
Made it out, no cap, still hood
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Most of y'all niggas can't pull no bands out
Went and got me some millions and bad thots
Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out
Yeah, we had to stay down, knock your man off
And that 7.62 take your man off
You can go for a dash, then I'm backed out, you
At this point I don't care about nothin'
Just my daughter, my mama, my money
I don't give a fuck 'bout none of y'all fuck boys
Treat 'em like a trash truck, nigga, then dump 'em
Yeah, went and secured out the house
Yeah, I put cameras outside, know when y'all fuck boys comin'
Saw the Draco hangin' out my daughter window,
When you pull up, ain't no nigga getting gunned
Think you saw me for nothin', boy, you too crazy
They ain't takin' my shit, you get broad day
Yeah, you know what gon' happen, so play crazy
Yeah, shot after shot, yeah, your car sprayed
It's an opp after opp gettin' laid down
Yeah, she my mopper, she mop 'til I'm all out
She put me outta order, goddamn, gotta wait 'til the next round
Winter-frosted diamonds, first came in, went Balmain
I ain't a big fan of Fendi, but we'll go Cha-nay-nay
And ain't talkin' Martin, nigga, I get high like a Martian, nigga
Leave that boy stiff like an action figure
Me and Spider some big drippers
Woo (Let's go)
Baccarat on a shirt, smellin' good (Good)
Bad bitch suck my dick real good (Ayy)
Drop-top in Miami, livin' good (Woah)
Made it out, no cap, still hood
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Most of y'all niggas can't pull no bands out
Went and got me some millions and bad thots
Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out
Yeah, we had to stay down, knock your man off
And that 7.62 take your man off
You can go for a dash, then I'm backed out, you