00:13I got fans, I could blow the day, diamonds on a rolly face
00:18Hoes, this a bitch parade, oh, I might pull a wraith
00:21Whoa, I'm so renegade, I'm rich, I might snatch a chain, bitch
00:25I've been getting paid on lit, I speak younger language
00:29With certain contraband, turned up and now I'm the man, damn
00:33I go 300, black out when I'm swingin' my stick
00:36I was 18, ridin' with the Black 19 and F again
00:40I can't fuck a fan, I might just get busted bands, nigga
00:44Solid shooter, I'm not callin' for backup
00:46She a bad bitch, I know she gon' act up
00:48Broke at me, you some money with a record
00:50Watchin' everything, I know they can't track us
00:52White hoes, streaming like Post Malone
00:53Shout out my cello when everything chrome
00:55Still in the hood, I'm good in my zone
00:57I told her B5 and don't go through my phone
00:59Red rack, nigga, yeah, black, but it hunk
01:01Slimey, nigga, I know slack, but it's hunk
01:02She said, I'm gettin' money, no, I act different
01:04I said, I was gon' chill, but I'm back trippin'
01:07I can't fuck if you don't go both ways
01:08I got permanent, I say no fade
01:10I don't care what you say, can't be saved
01:12If I see him, I'm a pistol parade
01:13Oh, they thought I was switchin' it up
01:15She a bad hoe, pickin' it up
01:17Take everything and he givin' it up
01:19I'm on the top floor, livin' it up
01:21And I'm with top floor bitches with us
01:23I'm pure red, but I'm missin' the court
01:24I know she gon' fuck, cause she listen to us
01:26And takin' this court, got my stick on the bus
01:29Got my stick in the trunk
01:30Bad bitch, got some shots in the back
01:32Know that double, I do my own stakes
01:34Beat that, bitch, I'm a mate
01:36Pig style shit in them eye-eye
01:38Red when I feel like Apollo
01:39Red bone, bitch, bout to swallow
01:41Dick, dick
01:43Play with us, get hit with a hollow
01:45Fuck her once, won't see her tomorrow
01:47Double up, pop out, it look like a car show
01:48Every time we pop out, nigga tryna follow
01:50I don't want no kids, shorty, better swallow
01:52Fuckin' up, sisters like Brooklyn and Lotto
01:54Six money, yeah, bitch, that's a motto
01:56I don't call a play, I just throw it like Otto
01:57I'm in the field, hook with a Goyard
01:59I got a real bitch, she gon' go hard
02:01I'm not no regular rapper, we rockstar
02:03I'm too geeked up, I might shoot at a cop car
02:05But Ness and that boy, he green like Wal-Kart
02:07I'm sellin' bitch, but it's weed in the top drawer
02:09Long way from the block, can't believe that we win for it
02:11I got fans, I could blow today
02:13Diamonds on a rolly face
02:15Hoes, this a bitch parade
02:17Oh, I might pull a race
02:19Whoa, I'm so renegade, I'm rich
02:21I might snatch a chain, bitch
02:23I been gettin' paid on lit
02:24I speak your bad language
02:26What's up, the country band
02:28Turned up and now I'm the man
02:30Damn, I go 300
02:31Black out when I swing at my stick
02:34I was 18
02:35Ridin' with a Glock 19 and everything
02:37I can't fuck a fan
02:39I might just get busted, dancing
02:41You know, John
02:44Part 1
02:44What?
02:49What?
02:50What?
02:52What?
02:53What?
02:54What?
02:55Oh, this one
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