I pour an eighth of the lean in the Lamb truck
Racks too big know these niggas can't stand us
Racks so big so a nigga can't stand up
I know a couple niggas in the bando
High off the lean I don't know when I land though
Fuck 12 get the shit off his ankle
This shit a a breeze but I ain't no Saint though
I popped a Perc' so I think I might faint bro
Fuck around pour codeine on my Eggo's
One of my niggas walk around with a Draco
Used to fuck around with a couple of fake hoes
Oh you still fuckin' around with the fake hoes
All of my niggas they do what I say so
Oh you get cake now you a lil late bro
I knock his quesadilla for the queso
Too many racks this the shit that we prayed for
Came through the backdoor lil nigga lay low
I'm undefeated lil buddy like 8-0
Strap to his face lil nigga like ayo
Finna go ice my teeth so I stay cold
Hop on a jet to the show like J Cole
I make the horses go crazy the engine like Bronco's just went ahead and won the Superbowl
I walk in Alex McQueen
I told my nigga that we need like two of those
Woo woo
Richard Mille perfect timing
You don't got racks lil nigga you lyin'
Hop off the porch to Porsche Cayenne
Hop in a Tesla don't even drive it
I'ma go buy it
You just gon' eye it
She do that shit with no hands like a psychic
I pop a X and get high like a kite
I pour an eighth of the lean in the Lamb truck
Racks too big know these niggas can't stand us
Racks so big so a nigga can't stand up
I know a couple niggas in the bando
High off the lean I don't know when I land though
Fuck 12 get the shit off his ankle
This shit a a breeze but I ain't no Saint though
I popped a Perc' so I think I might faint bro
Fuck around pour codeine on my Eggo's
One of my niggas walk around with a Draco
Used to fuck around with a couple of fake hoes
Oh you still fuckin' around with the fake hoes
All of my niggas they do what I say so
Oh you get cake now you a lil late bro
I knock his quesadilla for the queso
Too many racks this the shit that we prayed for
Came through the backdoor lil nigga lay low
I'ma go back to the trap
I keep the wock in my lap
I keep the strap in my lap
Nigga can't get no dap
Fake ass niggas they rats
You ain't never seen 25 thousand dollars in cash
I just went got a new digital dash
So a fuck nigga can't pass me
I am the goat how you ain't know
Fuck ass nigga in the backseat
No you can't catch me lacking
Real ass niggas they back me
I don't know nothin' don't ask me
Fuck 12 fuck the PD
I make this shit look easy
Nigga like breezy
Wrist AP baguette's
Inside seats they red like spaghetti
Stick with a light lil nigga like a Jedi
I mean a Jedi
Hellcat nigga this a Redeye
Stop fuckin' with me I'm that guy