I'm in Cali quarterbackin' like I'm Big Ben All I gotta do is make the call, they gon
Spin F*ck a Instagram check, nigga, I'm verified
I'm a cold demon in that Hellcat Red eyes Million dollar Operation, mind full of schemes
Even when I was broke, I had Rich nigga dreams Nigga, I got On Prada snow boots with Celine
Niggas think we print money like We got machines Nigga, in my Bity, it's a real world rumble
Every man for themself, this a Real jungle Niggas love to hide like they playin' cat
And mouse If I can catch a nigga, Go to blickin' at
His spouse Brody, you know bout That cheese, they'll
Flake you out Better keep that Switch on you, boy, when
You in route Really had a name in The streets before the
Clout Still had them birds when The city had a drought
Thousand eight grams, tryna Make it all count Knew I was Gon' be the one to make the ball
Bounce Mama, they ain't believe In the kid, now they
Seein' Losses after losses, all I Can do is win
Never once hated, I took mines On the chin I was so where, gettin Money nine times out of ten
Drop top Benz, Mr. 745 Greyhound to Atlanta, that's a Seven-hour drive
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I'm in Cali quarterbackin' like I'm Big Ben All I gotta do is make the call, they gon
Spin F*ck a Instagram check, nigga, I'm verified
I'm a cold demon in that Hellcat Red eyes Million dollar Operation, mind full of schemes
Even when I was broke, I had Rich nigga dreams Nigga, I got On Prada snow boots with Celine
Niggas think we print money like We got machines Nigga, in my Bity, it's a real world rumble
Every man for themself, this a Real jungle Niggas love to hide like they playin' cat
And mouse If I can catch a nigga, Go to blickin' at
His spouse Brody, you know bout That cheese, they'll
Flake you out Better keep that Switch on you, boy, when
You in route Really had a name in The streets before the
Clout Still had them birds when The city had a drought
Thousand eight grams, tryna Make it all count Knew I was Gon' be the one to make the ball
Bounce Mama, they ain't believe In the kid, now they
Seein' Losses after losses, all I Can do is win
Never once hated, I took mines On the chin I was so where, gettin Money nine times out of ten
Drop top Benz, Mr. 745 Greyhound to Atlanta, that's a Seven-hour drive
Spin F*ck a Instagram check, nigga, I'm verified
I'm a cold demon in that Hellcat Red eyes Million dollar Operation, mind full of schemes
Even when I was broke, I had Rich nigga dreams Nigga, I got On Prada snow boots with Celine
Niggas think we print money like We got machines Nigga, in my Bity, it's a real world rumble
Every man for themself, this a Real jungle Niggas love to hide like they playin' cat
And mouse If I can catch a nigga, Go to blickin' at
His spouse Brody, you know bout That cheese, they'll
Flake you out Better keep that Switch on you, boy, when
You in route Really had a name in The streets before the
Clout Still had them birds when The city had a drought
Thousand eight grams, tryna Make it all count Knew I was Gon' be the one to make the ball
Bounce Mama, they ain't believe In the kid, now they
Seein' Losses after losses, all I Can do is win
Never once hated, I took mines On the chin I was so where, gettin Money nine times out of ten
Drop top Benz, Mr. 745 Greyhound to Atlanta, that's a Seven-hour drive
Writer: Nicholas Simon
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