Lil Mosey - Certified Hitmaker Album Lyrics

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So Fast

Mmh, mmh
Ayy Royce, you did it right here!

Mmh, I be in the real one going so fast
Mmh, poured out the 8, I'm getting so slapped (Getting so slapped)
Mmh, pass it to my bro he gon' smack that (Lil' bitch!)
Whippin' on the road, we tryin' get that (Tryna get that)
Mmh, I be in the real one going so fast
Mmh, poured out the 8, I'm getting so slapped
Mmh, pass it to my bro he gon' smack that (Smacked that)
Whippin' on the road, we tryin' get that

Mmh, I be smoking boof pack,.30 on me, two-sack
I just rock some bands, and she want me so bad
Look at all of them, they noticed
When you front the cash, they think that they can do this
Yeah my bands flew out, then I smoked this
You ain't never seen money, yeah I noticed
This fly I just mixed, feel like a space man, yeah
Twenty racks, up in the spaceship

What you on, lil baby, what you on?
Thirty on my wrist and that shit will last a hunnid
We can make it two, cause baby I am not one
And you a model looking better than everyone, yeah

Mmh, I be in the real one going so fast
Mmh, poured out the 8, I'm getting so slapped (Getting so slapped)
Mmh, pass it to my bro he gon' smack that (Lil' bitch!)
Whippin' on the road, we tryin' get that (Tryna get that)
Mmh, I be in the real one going so fast
Mmh, poured out the 8, I'm getting so slapped
Mmh, pass it to my bro he gon' smack that (Smacked that)
Whippin' on the road, we tryin' get that
Mmh, I be in the real one going so fast
Mmh, poured out the 8, I'm getting so slapped
Mmh, pass it to my bro he gon' smack that (Smacked that)
Whippin' on the road, we tryin' get that

Taking off like a rocket bitch, I got six bands in my pocket
Yuh niggas, here, take a niggas watches
Fake nigga's diamonds, gotta put them on the watches
I still bounced out, with the chopstick, uh
My brother Taz said, "Watch this", then he popped him
We was living on the streets, so how could I stop him?
Now, we living how we dreamed but he cannot watch this
So I told him over seas, I'm finna rock it

What you on, lil baby, what you on?
Thirty on my wrist and that shit will last a hunnid
We can make it two, cause baby I am not one
And you a model looking better than everyone, yeah

Mmh, I be in the real one going so fast
Mmh, poured out the 8, I'm getting so slapped
Mmh, pass it to my bro he gon' smack that (Smacked that)
Whippin' on the road, we tryin' get that
Mmh, I be in the real one going so fast
Mmh, poured out the 8, I'm getting so slapped
Mmh, pass it to my bro he gon' smack that (Smacked that)
Whippin' on the road, we tryin' get that

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Live This Wild

Yeah, uh, mmh

I'ma hundred billion dollar child, hoe
I was born to live this wild, yeah
Got a mill' stuffed in my house, hoe
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah
I'ma hundred billion dollar child, hoe
I was born to live this wild, yeah
Got a mill' stuffed in my house, hoe
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah

You know I got these bands from what I told you, hey (What I told you)
Hop in a foreign, blew, space coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)
You got lots of money they still gon' play you
You the type o' nigga that be actin' fake too
I made a hundred bands just when I stepped in
Put some money in the safe, and brought the rest in
I just put some snowflakes on my necklace
He just went in debt, why you flexin'? (Flexin')

I'ma hundred billion dollar child, hoe
I was born to live this wild, yeah
Got a mill' stuffed in my house, hoe
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah
I'ma hundred billion dollar child, hoe
I was born to live this wild, yeah
Got a mill' stuffed in my house, hoe
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah

Runnin' to the racks everyday, bands on me (Bands on me)
I just f*cked yo' bitch first day, she was lonely (Lil' bitch)
F*ck what you gon' say, you don't know me
I threw bands her way, now she on me
Run and chase the bag, we gon' get a bag
You can't lie I'm the best that you had (Yeah)
Dropped five hundred, then made it back (Five hunnid)
I'm just tryna hit, girl, run it back (Oh)

I'ma hundred billion dollar child, hoe
I was born to live this wild, yeah
Got a mill' stuffed in my house, hoe
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah
I'ma hundred billion dollar child, hoe
I was born to live this wild, yeah
Got a mill' stuffed in my house, hoe
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah

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Speed Racing/racks to the safe

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye Royce, you did it right here
Uhh
Uh-huh-uh
Racks to the ceiling

Just tryna get racks to the ceiling
Pourin' the lean with a feelin'
Day dream 'bout money and bitches
Speed racin' so I am speedin'
When I'm with you I'm wildin'
See a new car I buy it, yeah
You don't get money, so stop it, yeah
See a new house I buy it, uh

Pull up and make you freeze, ridin' around in the street, uh
Big ass 223, first class to the east
I'm chasin' these bands, I hope you understand me
Walkin' around with the glick in my hand, now that nigga dancin'
Chanel bag, runnin' around with the cash
Brand new Louis bag, walkin' around with the stick in my hands, uh
Bros stick to that, I flex like that, uh
We don't give no pass, bad bitch with fat ass

Just tryna get racks to the ceiling
Pourin' the lean with a feelin'
Day dream 'bout money and bitches
Speed racin' so I am speedin'
When I'm with you I'm wildin'
See a new car I buy it, yeah
You don't get money, so stop it, yeah
See a new house I buy it, uh

Yeah, yeah walkin' around with a stick
Yeah, yeah I got a brick, whippin' that shit, uh
Takin' a picture, yeah, she takin' a picture
She on the phone with me, she in love with me
She screamin' "Mosey", I'm into that
She want my money, I already know what's up
And when I feel lonely, I poured up a cup
You not my homie, so get the f*ck out

Just tryna get racks to the ceiling
Pourin' the lean with a feelin'
Day dream 'bout money and bitches
Speed racin' so I am speedin'
When I'm with you I'm wildin'
See a new car I buy it, yeah
You don't get money, so stop it, yeah
See a new house I buy it, uh

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Rockstars

I was off the perky like yesterday
I told all my brothers we gon get this cake
Back to f*ckin hoes it's another day Tell me how rockin I don't play
Bronem pulled up, shoot, he made your block hot I be in the crib with Gucci flipflops
Moved cribs to just to trap out a new spot

I'm finna bust at you like f*ckin b dot
I just f*ck them then I pass em ooh 2 tone rings and Gucci links too
Ooh Ridin deep slidin with a f*ckin tool
I see you yeah we got money too
Me and all my niggas all my niggas rock stars (skrrt, skrrt)
Me and all my niggas drip hard (too hard)
Nigga JD ridin from the start (from the start)

Ask yo bitch yeah lil mosey is a star
I got bands I'm cashin out
I bust down 30 in my mouth
I did this my self
Can't hand it
Niggas lame askin for a band out
Bad bitch to the room with we poppin rose
I just dropped sum lean just because my throat ache
I know you a hoo I can't f*ck no way
And I got the front end it hit today

I'm finna bust at you like f*ckin b dot
I just f*ck them then I pass em ooh 2 tone rings and Gucci links too
Ooh Ridin deep slidin with a f*ckin tool
I see you yeah we got money too
Me and all my niggas all my niggas rock stars (skrrt, skrrt)
Me and all my niggas drip hard (too hard)
Nigga JD ridin from the start (from the start)

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Stuck In A Dream

Oh-oh
Ayy Royce, you did it right here

Still poppin' Xans, 2019
Pour up the lean, got me stuck in a dream
Started hittin' licks back in 2014
I got the ice on me, dripping Céline
Flyers came in off a hunt
Me and my niggas still drippin' for fun
Been knew I was the one
Still got niggas on the run, yeah

I got these diamonds, my chain swing
I got these bands, ain't shit changed
Talkin' like you want that smoke (smoke)
We want the same thing (brrt)
I got a brand new chain (chain)
Then I wear ten on my neck, mhm
Then I got a new Patek, yeah
Fly in that bitch with a Tech
Six on a new fit, fifty for a drop top
I was off a bean, the Tech made me Wock' talk
Never been a lame, ain't shit to make her top drop
Smokin' on gas, ooh, I lift off
Last year was broke, this year flooded a Patek
I keep forty racks in my Seattle attic
I hit her two times, then you niggas can have it
My young niggas pull up and shoot like the Magic

Still poppin' Xans, 2019
Pour up the lean, got me stuck in a dream
Started hittin' licks back in 2014
I got the ice on me, dripping Céline
Flyers came in off a hunt
Me and my niggas still drippin' for fun
Been knew I was the one
Still got niggas on the run, yeah

I made it out of the hood (hood)
I still got some dawgs on the run, yeah
This shit comin' in by the ton (ton)
I started this rap shit for fun, yeah
Last weekend I was in Milan (Milan)
You niggas ain't did what I done, yeah
We f*ck and then rise to that sun (the sun)
My girl got a bag full of buns, yeah
Hit it, I speed up the Porsche (skrt)
911, it's a sport (sport)
They pay to listen to my voice (voice)
Rich or poor, gotta make you a choice (choice)
I could play with your heart, make her moist (yeah)
Told her "Call me", she don't need a toy (call)
I'm a saucy young nigga, no soy (soy)
And they know not to play with the boy, yeah

Still poppin' Xans, 2019
Pour up the lean, got me stuck in a dream
Started hittin' licks back in 2014
I got the ice on me, dripping Céline
Flyers came in off a hunt
Me and my niggas still drippin' for fun
Been knew I was the one
Still got niggas on the run, yeah

Ayy Royce, you did it right here

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Rose Gold

And you know my ice drip nig'
Rose gold, from my lip nig'
Last show, a lil trip nig'
I froze out my neck and my wrist

Countin' bankrolls, all whites in this Range Rove
Baby on my dick, she said it's hard to keep her legs closed
I was dead broke, kickin' doors to get this peso
Broman, catchin' cases, duckin' ops, we had to lay low
Roll runnin' shit, while we flooded out the faygo
Hoes on my dick, I'mma beat it if you say so
That's why she mad, cause I can't stay faithful
All she ever wanted was the mo'f*ckin' bankroll
Since I blew up, ice drip, water bust down
When I was a youngin', man I flipped bout a whole pound
Fold to the neck, po' it up, make you slow down
When I'm in yo' city, bet I'll pull up, shut your shit down

And you know my ice drip nig'
Rose gold, see the tint from my lip nig'
Last show, had to make a lil trip nig'
I froze out my neck and my wrist nig'
Aye, and you know my ice drip nig'
Rose gold, see the tint from my lip nig'
Last show, had to make a lil trip nig'
I froze out my neck and my wrist nig'

Took your last bitch
She had me right yeah
But only linked up for the night yeah
She blowin' up my phone, I had to block that shit
Cause you bitch you a hoe, better stop that shit
I was dead broke on some stank shit
Tote the pole, hit a lick, we on the same shit
I know you niggas on that fake shit
I know these bitches on the same shit
Swervin' with my nigga, yeah we ridin'
And my reckless G's, yeah they slidin'
F*ck being broke, I got to grindin'
And I can't slow down, cause now I'm shinin'

And you know my ice drip nig'
Rose gold, see the tint from my lip nig'
Last show, had to make a lil trip nig'
I froze out my neck and my wrist nig'
Aye, and you know my ice drip nig'
Rose gold, see the tint from my lip nig'
Last show, had to make a lil trip nig'
I froze out my neck and my wrist nig'

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Dreamin

Sitting there, thinking bout us
Girl I don't care
What they say about us
I'm thinking, I'm dreaming
It's our season
She on my phone blowing kisses
That's some things up on my wish list
She on my phone blowing kisses
Blowing kisses, she on my phone

We can go and light up the sky
I know what you thinking
When I look into your eyes
Something like you open my mind
Who you know? Who you know?
It's like real slow...
Where you go? Where you go?
I'm on my way but I don't know
Shout out bad bitch
Is this right here yo song
Hop inside the wraith and let the whole roof gone
That is my bitch she kiss me through the phone
Knew that you was in it
We gone let em all know

Sitting there, thinking bout us
Girl I don't care
What they say about us
I'm thinking, I'm dreaming
It's our season
She on my phone blowing kisses
That's some things up on my wish list
She on my phone blowing kisses
Blowing kisses, she on my phone

Give what you wanted, that's what you wanted huh
Girl you know I'm on I buy it for you
Tell you girl Imma tell you that you're beautiful
Spaceship flying out now I'm gone
She take dick, you know what we be on
I'm wasted smoking backwoods in the morn
I'm famous, I might put you on
We the greatest, ooo
Shout out bad bitch
Is this right here yo song
Hop inside the wraith and let the whole roof gone
That is my bitch she kiss me through the phone Knew that you was in it
We gone let em all know

Sitting there, thinking bout us
Girl I don't care what they say about us
I'm thinking, I'm dreaming
It's our season
She on my phone blowing kisses
That's some things up on my wish list
She on my phone blowing kisses
Blowing kisses, she on my phone

Sitting there, thinking bout us
Girl I don't...

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Bankroll

(feat. AJ Tracey)

[Lil Mosey:]
Ooh, ooh
Ayy, ooh, ooh
Ooh

Doubled up my bankroll
Gucci socks, my pants fall
I bust down my ankle
See you f*ck niggas from my angle
Doubled up my bankroll
Gucci socks, my pants fall
I bust down my ankle
See you f*ck niggas from my angle

I just got a mill'
I feel like I won, won, won
Don't get yourself killed
We gon' get that shit done, done, done
You know I be in the field
See your ice we're gonna run, run, run
I just signed another deal
Put my shoes for some fun, fun, fun
Why you ringin' my phone?
Rollin' up, guess I'm gone
Damn that bitch she give me dome
And I gotta leave her by the morning
I turned nothing into something
Yeah, all my niggas straight bossin'
Everyday I'm dumpin'
Pour a 4 or something (The lean)

Doubled up my bankroll
Gucci socks, my pants fall
I bust down my ankle
See you f*ck niggas from my angle
Doubled up my bankroll
Gucci socks, my pants fall
I bust down my ankle
See you f*ck niggas from my angle

[AJ Tracey]
Pink notes in my bankroll
Ran outta space on my wrist I got way too many pointers
Now I had to buss my ankle
Like, I hit the 3 from an awkward angle

Mosey know he good in Londonnnn
Twin glockies in the functionnnn
Feds are on me with the trunction
F*ck them shottas man we bumped em
Oh yeahhhh

I'm that nigga that your bitches adore
I'm in stoney you ain't seen this before
If this music doesnt work then I'm kickin a door
If she cute and got a fatty then I'm hittin it raw

My choker two tone like my skin tone
Two iPhones and a brick phone
When silly girls ring it I just hit home
And it's only chief keef on my ring tone

[Lil Mosey:]
Doubled up my bankroll
Gucci socks, my pants fall
I bust down my ankle
See you f*ck niggas from my angle
Doubled up my bankroll
Gucci socks, my pants fall
I bust down my ankle
See you f*ck niggas from my angle

Ugh
All angles
Yeah, ugh-uh

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See My Baby

Mhm, yeah, mhm, ooh
I'm just tryna' lean with you, baby
Can I just see my baby?
Can you walk it out? Can we?

I'm just tryna' lean with' you lately, can I just see my baby?
Can you walk it out? Can we talk it out?
I been wondering what's new
That's why I hit you often, I'm not clingy, I just feel for you

Heard you wanna ride for me
But is you gon' slide for me?
Bad lil' shawty she walk in the room, I be there from 5 to 3
Haven't seen you since I moved
You turned to a masterpiece
Takin' your heart, might actually
Twistin' the lock, got the master key
Whatchu tryna do baby?
We got bands, run through baby
Are you tryna come with' a young G?
Bike could ride, honestly
I'll show you what you wanna be, come f*ck with' me (yeah)

I'm just tryna' be with you, baby
Can I just see my baby?
Can you walk it out?
Can we?
I'm just tryna' be with' you lately, can I just see my baby?
Can you walk it out? Can we talk it out?
I been wondering what's new
That's why I hit you often, I'm not clingy I just feel for you

Let her know when she f*ckin' with' me
That my old hoes mean nothing to me
Pass to my bro, got a new one for me
Just YSL, Gucci, she got it from me
Whatchu' wanna be? I put my rings on
Hop in my whip, yeah
I'm right down the street (uh huh)
Whatchu' tryna do baby?
We got bands run through baby
Are you tryna come with' a young G?
Bike could ride, honestly
I'll show you what you wanna be, come f*ck with' me (yeah)

I'm just tryna' lean with you, baby
Can I just see my baby?
Can you walk it out? Can we?

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Jet to the West

I can take you out like what you wanna do
But that that don't mean nothing
If it wasn't you
Asked about me she know I ball out I do
I just hit It once but I need a round 2
I got a chain I can hang from yo neck
Last nigga heard you used him for a check
Brand new whip put that shit to the test
I was in New York I took a jet to the west

Oh mm lil baby then I want you like mmm
Whole gang gone slide so we slide thru
Like mmm
Yo girls gone ride then we ride too
Like mmm
I'm not the one to lie to

Smokin packs packs packs
Shoot a nigga from behind
Bring it back back back
I'm gone break yo spine
Where you at where you at
I'm trynna make you mine
Mm tap tap ring the button when you hit my line
Bust down yo wrist trynna get some of yo time
Stars on the roof pull up we gone shine
See you walk by and I watch you rewind mm
Smokin on gas we don't sip no wine
Oh mm lil baby then I want you like mmm
Whole gang gone slide so we slide thru
Like mmm
Yo girls gone ride then we ride too
Like mmm
I'm not the one to lie to

I'm not the one to lie to mmm

I'm not the one to lie to mmm

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Space Coupe

Ooh, oh (My DM, my DM)
They said all I want is this so can I see them?
Ooh, ooh, I'm gone, I'm on
Damn, we on, f*ck it, you come on
I'm gone, I'm on
Damn, we on, f*ck it, you come on
Ayy, Royce, you did it right here

Yeah, I woke up a hunnid' bitches in my DM
They said all I want is this, so can I see them?
Make cash, run it up, and spend it for no reason
I want everything around me every weekend
She said "I just want you", but I don't want to
Hunnid' mil', throw some racks, blew it 'cause I want to
They know it's me, and I pull up in a space coupe
They know they can't beat me so they would rather race you

I woke up, a hunnid' bands this morning (Bands)
I just f*cked your bitch, that's a morning (Lil' bitch)
Shoot a nigga down, yeah (Boom, boom)
Know we scorin'
That's that lean (Gang)
That we pourin'
Ooh, I'm gone, I'm on
Damn we on (Damn), f*ck it you come on
Shoot you, then we gone (Boom, boom)
We get it on
Diamonds flashin', yeah
Patek, got it on (Patek)

I woke up a hunnid' bitches in my DM
They said all I want is this, so can I see them?
Make cash, run it up, and spend it for no reason
I want everything around me every weekend
She said "I just want you", but I don't want to
Hunnid' mil', throw some racks, blew it 'cause I want to
They know it's me, and I pull up in a space coupe
They know they can't beat me so they would rather race you

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G Walk

Ayy Royce, you did it right here

Ran in that bitch wit' the Tec, uh-huh
Diamonds they drip from my neck, uh-huh
Hate me because I'm up next, uh-huh
Watch the G-Walk when I step, uh huh

Hop in the coupe goin' crazy (skrrt, skrrt)
Your baby, she wan' have my baby (wan' my baby)
She see me whip a Mercedes (Mercedes)
I count these bands on the daily (on the daily)

Run up in your crib, three deep, when you not home
Ran that bitch for the cheese, nigga, like it's Provolone
And I got a stick make you freeze, nigga, Frozone (bop, bop)
Bandkids been the f*cking movement, now we all on (the f*ckin' movement)
Last year, I was dead broke, on some stain shit (on some stain shit)
New bitches switching up, they be on that same shit (lil' bitch)
If you ain't talking money, then you don't speak my language
And free my brother GTAZRECKGLESS, nigga out them cages (ah!)

Ran in that bitch wit' the Tec, uh-huh (woo!)
Diamonds they drip from my neck, uh-huh (bop!)
Hate me because I'm up next, uh-huh (oh-oh-oh)
Watch the G-Walk when I step, uh huh

Hop in the coupe goin' crazy (skrrt, skrrt)
Your baby, she wan' have my baby (wan' my baby)
She see me whip a Mercedes (Mercedes)
I count these bands on the daily (on the daily)

I told my young nigga get it, tell the haters pipe down
I'm tryna f*ck a hundred bitches in the hotel right now
My niggas came with the drums, we don't mean percussion
It go ba-dum-bum-bum-bum, ain't no repercussions
I get dollars, and dollars, no refunds
I got bad bitches asking for threesomes
I tell 'em giddy up (Huh), you know they came to have fun
And they ain't about nothin' unless my niggas get some
Had her going up and down like a see-saw
Hit it like I'm Swae Lee, bitch, I'm T'd off
A hunnid shots, bulletproof like I'm Young Dolph
Shotgun sawed off, pro-pro-problem solved, oh yeah

Ran in that bitch wit' the Tec, uh-huh (woo!)
Diamonds they drip from my neck, uh-huh (bop!)
Hate me because I'm up next, uh-huh (oh-oh-oh)
Watch the G-Walk when I step, uh huh

Hop in the coupe goin' crazy (skrrt, skrrt)
Your baby, she wan' have my baby (wan' my baby)
She see me whip a Mercedes (Mercedes)
I count these bands on the daily (on the daily)

Wit' that Tec, uh-huh
Drip from my neck, uh-huh
W-W-Wit' that Tec, uh-huh
Drip from my neck, uh-huh

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Never Scared

Yeah, yeah, oh
Ayy, Royce (oh)
Ayy, Royce (oh)
Ayy, Royce (oh)
Ayy, Royce, you did it right here

Rich nigga to the right, you broke, get over there (broke, there)
I was really runnin' since a baby, was never scared (I was runnin')
I'm the biggest nigga in my city, could be the mayor (be the mayor)
And I'm so godly, but I'm still gon' say a prayer (yeah)
I been getting bread now, got a new chain, it bust down (bust down)
Ask me how I got here, yeah, I don't know how
Now a nigga up, yeah, they know now
All my niggas reckless, yeah, what are you 'bout? (Grrat)

Diamonds hittin' hard with no flash, yeah (flash)
When I had no bread, I stayed with masks, yeah (stayed with masks, ayy)
First place with my niggas, you get last, yeah (you get last, nigga)
We just get this money, then we dash, yeah (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I be smokin' big dope, it's big facts now, yeah (smokin' gas)
F*ckin' with my nigga, we lay you flat down, yeah (lay you flat)
If you talkin' stupid, you get smacked down, ayy (you get smacked down)
I got hoes on me, I'm brought my racks out, yeah (lil' bitch)
Talkin' like you got bread, you got nothing (you got nothing)
We ran down on you, you started running (bitch)
Never been a bitch, I never fold in (oh yeah)
I can't f*ck with rats, I never talk, yeah (never talk)

Rich nigga to the right, you broke, get over there (over there, broke, there)
I was really runnin' since a baby, was never scared (yeah, never scared, I was runnin')
I'm the biggest nigga in my city, could be the mayor (yeah, yeah, yeah, be the mayor)
And I'm so godly, but I'm still gon' say a prayer (yeah)
I been gettin' bread now
Got a new chain, it bust down (bust down, bust down, yeah, yeah)
Ask me how I got here, yeah, I don't know how
Now a nigga up, yeah, they know now (yeah, yeah, yeah, they know)
All my niggas reckless, yeah, what are you 'bout? (Grrat, what are you 'bout?)

Yeah, we out your f*cking league (league)
We tote f*cking beams (beams)
We don't do f*cking beans (beans)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Sippin' on this f*cking lean (lean)
Say you stuntin' on me, bitch, in your f*cking dreams (in your dreams), yeah, yeah
Rich niggas over here (here), and broke niggas over there (over there)
I like my bitches in two's (two's), yes, in pairs (I like 'em in pairs)
All of my bitch in Jimmy Choo's (Choo's), play in her hair (I play in her hair)
With the bag, I do not pick and choose (choose), I don't care, yeah (tryna not care)

Rich nigga to the right, you broke, get over there (over there, broke, there)
I was really runnin' since a baby, was never scared (yeah, never scared, I was runnin')
I'm the biggest nigga in my city, could be the mayor (yeah, yeah, yeah, be the mayor)
And I'm so godly, but I'm still gon' say a prayer (yeah)
I been gettin' bread now
Got a new chain, it bust down (bust down, bust down, yeah, yeah)
Ask me how I got here, yeah, I don't know how (yeah, yeah)
Now a nigga up, yeah, they know now (yeah, yeah, yeah, they know)
All my niggas reckless, yeah, what are you 'bout? (Grrat, what are you 'bout?)

Broke, get over there (over there)
Since a baby, was never scared (yeah, never scared)
Broke, get over there (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Since a baby, was never scared
Ayy, Royce, you did it right here