Woo, shit
I ain’t even take this bitch yet
You did it, flu?
Yeah
Ha
In the Benz wagon, bumpin’ ice cream, man
320 estate, I’m on the blocks, look like plates
1995 the date and it still in great shape
Could use a fresh paint, I adore it
In a minute, man, I’ma still gon’ spin it, man
Ain’t nobody playin’, still apply the same game plan
Work it, can’t complain
Profit margin game, can’t stop the playin’
That’s plain to see, them niggas lame to me
Them niggas lame to her, that’s why she ridin’ with me
Every car a classic piece, they play cassettes and CDs
It’s a pleasure to meet
Bitch already on her feet, grey Andretti to speech
Watchin’ Bel-Air in the Jeep
Smoking my freshest of leaves, so precious, she fell asleep
Could tell she fell in deep, I’ll disappear in a week
The one they can’t keep, the OG that’s not slow, no other role like he
Huh, keep the E in it
Chevys on switches, say, we smokin’ weed in it
Don’t post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret, we can always
Rule number one, don’t talk about me (Talk about me)
Huh, said she tryna make me rich, that’s what they all say (They all say)
Huh
They like, how I come through with the gangsters (Gangsters)
Nobody knowin’ no strangers
When you look out at you, they be blamin’
Been the one since I knew what my name is (One)
Fried fish on four-fifth, nigga, only time we feel famous (Say, nigga)
Nickel plated, it get dangerous
Wipe it off, leave it stainless
No evidence, baby, emotional settlin’, baby
I know how to measure it, baby (I know)
When they come askin’, I’m tellin’ it, baby
If we get a bale, we bailin’ it, baby
Got out my cell, no jailin’ it, baby
It ain’t shit that you tellin’ me, baby (Nah)
Niggas’ll sell to your mother, you crazy?
Niggas’ll sell to your brother, your baby (Whoever)
We was the ones that was out on that morning shift
Watchin’ the corner shift (Watch)
Way that I’m at it is like I was born to flip
Shit, now I perform with Piff
I had the longest list of goals I wanted to reach, I’m on them shits (I’m on them shits)
Give me all of the shrimp, all of the lobster, and all of the fish (All)
All of the chicken and all of the steak (All of it)
We came in to eat, just give us a plate
Won’t wait for no label to give me no date
She hungry for me, we ain’t go on no date
Lately, they pull up with love, it was hate
I been the one since they opened the gate (One)
I got that Maybach that come with the drapes (Skrrt)
I ride through the hood when I wanna embrace (Remind ’em)
All of my young niggas
Jet lag, jet lag, jet laggin’
Jet lag, jet lag, nigga, hell yeah
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320 Estate
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355 Spider
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Airport Industries
(Yeah, yeah) Might put new shoes on my car, might take them factories off Might pull up, shoot from the off, might drive and dunk on all y’all Let the Brabus blend …
All Ways Always
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Allstar Weekend
(Flu) Keep the E in it, Chevy’s on switches Smokin’ weed in it, ho, don’t, yeah I switch cars like draws I could play Go Fish in my backyard That wallet …