Y'all know what it is nigga, GBE baby, know how the fuck we rockin'
Somebody call the ambulance, I'm havin' an ice attack
All these motherfuckin' diamonds on me, brrp, bling, yeah
I know y'all be sitting back like: So ain't on none of that clout shit
We don't do shit for clout, we don't pull up just to stunt nigga
We just pull off a stunt nigga, ay
Watch just glisten, shit we still kickin'
Pull up to the 'rari lot, in some white linen
On some pig shit skin 'em, thousand dollar denim
Three thousand dollar pipe, you can get hit with 'em
Shells let off we've done it, nigga we just did 'em
Somebody gave me laxative, I ain't mean to shit 'em
And my shorty kill 'em, he ain't got to rip 'em
No I ain't a judge, I upped the gavel and appeal him
Blasting off, blasting off, in a NASCAR
They asked why I bought it, it's a fast car
Pull up to your ball game, hit the Mascot
I'll chase your ass down like a Jaguar
Car steady going, this bitch can't even stop
We don't want no beef, these niggas really cops
Pourin' up that 'wock, shit make me flock
Run up in the spot, forgot to hit my lock, on the cop
Oh he Muslim, believe in Allah, gotta X6M, I ain't even get a drop
Rippty-rippty-hot, skippty-dippty-clot
He feel like he real but he not, you can just get we got
I got a plane around my neck who want a flight
Gang slip bitch pull up you tryna try
Police ass niggas callin' the other guys
Send his ass in the up alley like Bob Hayes
I just took off and they hate that shit
Get that bitch a 40 told her engrave that shit
Lambo look like black hair like I braided that shit
And my name on it, I engraved that bitch
I just pulled it out man 'cause I said that bitch
Just took off I feel like I raised that bitch
I'm one of them niggas that don't play that shit
Ridin' with my bulldog smoking catpiss
I got the paprica, I got desert eagle, I love me senorita
Muy bonita, Eureka, she wanna see me she eager
Boy it's down this evening, you gon' be missing the season
Want beef? Give me a reason, I used to steal out the store
Now I pimp out the store, bitch, I'm peeling in the store
I got 50 racks and more, 16 ounces up in my coat
All this Off White like I promote, I just spent that on my yachty
You's a pendejo mayate, she just put you on the block page
Don't make me get back to my block ways, I need a mocha latte
I'm in the cockpit with the pilot, oh, you think that you not it
Bullets hit you let my watch hit, I got a .40 cal stop shit
I got a .45 drop shit, I was 16 with a cop stick
With a cop but that shit not nigga, lookin' for love it don't live here
Fuck you knockin' on the door for? Almost hit your with this .44
I'ma smack you with this chokehold, I'm in Tokyo no dojo
I might buy a speedboat, ho, and you know I got the ho-hoes
Sosa said I leave them Glo poles, light you up now it's a Glo show
It's lighting up bitch it's a Glo pole, she takin' pics up in a Glo room
You gotta go I got a show soon, I pull the car up out the show room
It's just for two you ain't got no room, bury your body in your old room
She tryna fuck she went to my old school, I started off feelin' like out school
Kay Kay like dad I ain't got no school, little shawty smart, man, she ain't no fool
Her friends told her "Yo dad is so cool", I bought some sticks but don't play no pool
You live in LA and ain't got no pool, you ain't shit boy you ain't got no pull
Girl, my engine sound so dull, aye
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