You crazy, boy
Phew, hahaha
Bih', bih', bih', bih', bih', grr, grr
Shit, uh, uh, hey
Brr, brr, brr
Can't see these hoes, I got the Cartier lens
Pull in the SRT whip with no VIN (With no VIN)
Free my niggas out the pen (Out the pen)
I got niggas in the pen doin' ten (Doin' ten)
Bustdown Cartier, I'm flexin' my shit (All my wrist)
You broke as fuck, you not makin' no bands (No bands)
I run from the car with the switch in my pants (Yeah)
Don't care if you dubbin', we spinnin' again (Skrrt)
I'm sippin' on Wock', bitch, I'm movin' so tough (So tough)
Ran out of the Wock', so I'm sippin' some more
Mojo, go crazy
Pull up in a new Mercedes (Mercedes)
I know these niggas, they hatin', waitin'
Just bought a bustdown wrist (Bustdown wrist)
It cost a vacation (Brrt)
The bullets, they blazin'
.223 Hit you, erasin'
It's any occasion, we is not fadin' (Fadin')
All of my niggas bought Glocks in the club
Damn, we not fadin', uh (Fadin')
These niggas really be rappin' like shit
Go ahead, take a hiatus (Hiatus)
Can't even play this
You tried to duck like The Matrix
This bangin', up on my playlist (Playlist)
Back out my face, bitch
Mask on my face like I'm Jason
I won't run, bullets gon' chase him (Brrt)
Goddamn (Yeah), goddamn (Yeah)
Told that ho she gotta go
Goddamn (Yeah), goddamn (Yeah)
I put the racks on the floor
Goddamn (Yeah), goddamn (Yeah)
Nigga said he want some smoke and he ended up dead
Goddamn (Yeah)
Can't see these hoes, I got the Cartier lens
Pull in the SRT whip with no VIN (With no VIN)
Free my niggas out the pen (Out the pen)
I got niggas in the pen doin' ten (Doin' ten)
Bustdown Cartier, I'm flexin' my shit (All my wrist)
You broke as fuck, you not makin' no bands (No bands)
I run from the car with the switch in my pants (Yeah)
Don't care if you dubbin', we spinnin' again (Skrrt)
I'm sippin' on Wock', bitch, I'm movin' so tough (So tough)
Ran out of the Wock', so I'm sippin' some more
Mojo, go crazy
Pull up in a new Mercedes (Mercedes)
I know these niggas, they hatin', waitin'
Just bought a bustdown wrist (Bustdown wrist)
It cost a vacation (Brrt)
The bullets, they blazin'
.223 Hit you, erasin'
It's any occasion, we is not fadin' (Fadin')
I just put a Xan' on the line, put a Xan' on the line
Put a motherfuckin' band on the line
I just be smokin' on dope, bitch, I get so high
I don't know what I'm sayin' when I'm high
Where you can fly
Maison Margiela my toes
Why the fuck I gotta lie?
Balenci', whatever
Big boots, got big steppers
Big boots, got big
Check out my motherfuckin' wrist, lil' bitch
Heard you wanna ice up my wrist
Look at my wrist, see a motherfuckin' fish
You never been in the trap
You say you been, boy, you ain't share shit
No SRT, you ain't swervin' shit
Cracked another seal, now I'm off a ten, uh
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