Yeeahh
Went bussdown fuck the streets up Now they all watching
Just gave cashdale lawyer 10 it was all prophet
Them fuck niggas stole money from Em they was baller blocking
I was broke back then now I ride Round Maserati like Yeeahh
Fuck Nigga dont want smoke with me Im rich
If I hold my watch in the sky I can Fuck your bitch
If it aint Dior Im probably rocking Balencies
Big bro went track hawk that shit aint no renty
Its fuck you big ass Fs I aint talking Bout fendi
This my 1942 flow I might sip on remy
Big Cartier shades and a Cartier watch Im dripping
I aint going back broke and I put that on my niggas
Im on another level
I got a flooded bezel
That young nigga something special
You know he be clutching on heavy medal
You know we got choppas like we the Rebels
They figure me out ima switch the Schedule
Yall niggas not on my fucking level
My bitch bad she got big bags we got Jet Lag
My life like a ATM all I do is get cash
And I promise I ain't never scared Of None of yall bitch ass
Got a FN with a Dick on it and a red beam lets Play Tag
All of my life huh huh
All of my life I wanted this
They seen me down
But I ran that Shìt up right in front of them
And Now I can go buy a 100 bricks
You Know my shooter got 100 sticks
And now I can pay off my momma Rent
Dont Come round if you aint on 100 Shit
I Couldve fucked all these hoes
But Ion want none of these bitches
But they just come around me
Cus I Got all that chicken
Play my song for a bitch she probably Wont even listen
I Make her get on her knees when she Look at me my diamonds hitting
Got 99 problems and a bitch aint one Especially not no opps thats why I Keep My gun
Watch shine bright like a light Something just like the sun
These Bitches want to fuck each other I know Thats what they on
This carti got me out
Like its my first day home
Red guts in my back seat if you look back There its 2 red bones
And you know what Im on
I aint even got to sing no song
Bitch you know what we on
No fuck nigga put me on
Yeeeaahhh
Went bussdown fuck the streets up Now they all watching
Just gave cashdale lawyer 10 it was all prophet
Them fuck niggas stole money from Em they was baller blocking
I was broke back then now I ride Round Maserati like Yeeahh
Fuck Nigga dont want smoke with me Im rich
If I hold my watch in the sky I can Fuck your bitch
If it aint Dior Im probably rocking Balencies
Big bro went track hawk that shit ain't no renty
Its fuck you big ass Fs I aint talking Bout fendi,
This my 1942 flow I might sip on remy
Big Cartier shades and a Cartier watch Im dripping
I aint going back broke and I put that on my niggas