[ Featuring Summrs ]
Yeah, thirty thousand on my wrist
F*ck your car, get flipped
All these broads get flipped
Made a hunnid thousand off rip
All of these meds is 'script
That Glock got a motherf*ckin' switch and that bitch don't
It's goin' through doors
Goin' through trees, goin' through everything that you see, yeah
I created like everything that you see
Yeah, I be with some crips but most of my niggas throwin' up B's (yeah, yeah)
Catchin' Z's on a jet, yeah, I fell asleep off codeine (yeah, yeah)
Twenty racks, thirty racks, forty racks in my jeans, I could keep goin'
Yeah, dirty pole on me, bitch, it could keep blowin'
Yeah, blowin' out this f*ckin' world, C-4
Sippin' on red at a red light
Don't make me catch you at the red light
Glock-26 got a green light
ARP got a red sight
The ARP got a flashlight
Pull up on you with my mask tight
Givin' the dick, give her act right
Can't remember nothin' from last night
I used to skip class, now I skip the seats to get to first class
Put his body in the trash bag (trash bag)
E-Class, bitch bad, I could keep goin' (keep goin')
She tryna suck my dick, I'm like, "Bitch, keep blowin'" (brr)
Fit cost a nigga rent
All of his goes is bent, all of his drugs is Fent'
Catch that boy outside, I guarantee he dyin'
He tryna speak on my name, swear to God that boy only got one more time
I'ma keep scorin'
We gon' hit him in his head, bitch, if it keep goin' (if it keep goin')
I done walked in CDG
Bitch, this ain't Ralph Lauren (this ain't Ralph Lauren)
Uh-huh, get hit in his 'fro, it's makin' him bleed
I spent two bands on a mink, yeah
Bitch get wet in her pants, bitch, when I blink, yeah
Diamonds got that bitch wetter than a f*ckin' sink, yeah (uh huh)
It's goin' through doors
Goin' through trees, goin' through everything that you see, yeah
I created like everything that you see
Yeah, I be with some crips but most of my niggas throwin' up B's
Catchin' Z's on a jet, yeah, I fell asleep off codeine
Twenty racks, thirty racks, forty racks in my jeans, I could keep goin'
