Hmm, hey
Ridin' round town with the heat
Ball like Dwayne you know I bring the heat
Cheat on my bitch but I know she for keeps
I am the person they dreaming of being
Murder the beat I ain't leaving a witness
Slippery hand I ain't catching no feeling uh
Let's go
Uh
I ain't catching no feelings
Hop on the beat and I'm making a killing (Rockstar)
I go super Saiyan like Goku and Krillin
These bitches is bad but we ain't Catchin feelings
NCP Cash I just entered the building
I smoke on the gas and I'm touching the ceiling
Gone off the bean and these bitches they tryna show love but you know know a young nigga can't feel it (Lets go)
Ouu
I'm stacking up racks on my way to a milli
If you catching feelings my nigga you silly
I keep me a reaper like Mandy and Billy
I'm steady succeeding while these niggas dissing
Rolling with gang so lil bitch keep your distance
Ice on my neck and my wrist yeah it glisten
Told me to chill but you know I don't listen (I don't)
I roll around town with the Glizzy
I 'member back when all these niggas would diss me
Now all these pretty bitches wanna kiss me (Ouu, Ouu)
Left for 5 minutes she say that she miss me (Hey)
NBA draft and they all wanna pick me
Gucci my belt yes a young nigga drippy (You dig)
Sippin' on mud got a young nigga tipsy
Got that bitch wetter than the Mississippi (Aye, aye ouu)
Hmm, hey
Ridin' round town with the heat
Ball like Dwyane you know I bring the heat
Cheat on my bitch but I know she for keeps
I am the person they dreaming of being
Murder the beat I ain't leaving a witness
Slippery hand I ain't catching no feeling uh
I been dreaming bout the other day (Yeah)
I been balling like I'm playing 2k (Lets go)
Shawty cute, and she coming my way (ouu)
I'm bout to lay you I ain't talking bout no bed
But I'ma pay you out
I gotta run it up
Run it up, run it up
Like a fucken track meet gotta keep running
Hop in my car we bout to start gunning (Boom, boom)
Ain't bout imagine bout all of this shit
Ain't bout imagine this not fucken dragons
I ran up with Cash and I keep in my pocket
My pockets can't breathe
My pockets can't breathe
I need to buy wallets
Like multiple wallets
Shawty she thick
She look like the Stallion
I keep on moving from past to past
I gonna get all this cash to cash (Lets go)
Hmm, hey
Ridin' round town with the heat
Ball like Dwyane you know I bring the heat
Cheat on my bitch but I know she for keeps
I am the person they dreaming of being
Murder the beat I ain't leaving a witness
Slippery hand I ain't catching no feeling uh