[Intro]
Yuh
Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, yuh
Had to do it to them know what I'm saying
Yeah, yuh, yuh, yuh
(What would you do for the racks? Yeah)
[Chorus]
Stick with the gang you can't fuck with my slime
Young nigga flexing I came up from nun
I need my money big like shah Rukh khan
If it ain't business stop wasting my time
Came from the street put my shooters in line
Young nigga hard with no tatts on my arm
I do not sleep I don't need no alarm
Shawty a freak but she came from the farm
Back in the day I would sneak out the back
Just to cop me some dope and crush it on my palm
Young pretty nigga ahead of my time
Asian bitches on me like Shah Rukh khan
Stick with the gang you can't fuck with my slime
Young nigga flexing I came up from nun
I need my money big like sharu khan
If it ain't business stop wasting my time (Time)
[Post-Chorus]
I got bitches on the back of the Range
All this money on me I can't explain
Made a couple racks and copped me a chain
You ain't getting money nigga you lame
Get the cash give a fuck bout the fame
Nigga drippin' got the bitches insane
I done came up used to be lame
Now I'm too fly like muh fucking plane
[Verse 1: Blxckie]
Look at me shine, I beam
Back in the days I had no one to cuddle with
Now I get head when I need it (uh)
Pull up on me if you want the smoke
I can not beef for no reason (uh)
Niggas be waiting for winter to drip
The water on me every season (yuh)
Run it up, get the stacks
Just 'cause I got it she give me the Cat, facts
I'm an important lil' chap
She told me she wanna pop in a minute
Well what would you do for the racks? (Yeah)
I keep strap in my backpack
Niggas talk shit make it greah greah
No carpet, I keep it fly like Aladdin
Ay look, I heard your new track put that shit in the bin
Clout internet we gon' go for the win
I'ma nut on her face, let it drop down her chin
Then i tell her the Uber be here in a minute
I can not play with these lil bitty boys
In my own lane but I'm making a noise
Nigga I'm poised, you're a decoy
[Chorus]
Stick with the gang you can't fuck with my slime
Young nigga flexing I came up from nun
I need my money big like shah Rukh khan
If it ain't business stop wasting my time
Came from the street put my shooters in line
Young nigga hard with no tatts on my arm
I do not sleep I don't need no alarm
Shawty a freak but she came from the farm
Back in the day I would sneak out the back
Just to cop me some dope and crush it on my palm
Young pretty nigga ahead of my time
Asian bitches on me like Shah Rukh khan
Stick with the gang you can't fuck with my slime
Young nigga flexing I came up from nun
I need my money big like sharu khan
If it ain't business stop wasting my time (Time)
[Post-Chorus]
I got bitches on the back of the Range
All this money on me I can't explain
Made a couple racks and copped me a chain
You ain't getting money nigga you lame
Get the cash give a fuck bout the fame
Nigga drippin' got the bitches insane
I done came up used to be lame
Now I'm too fly like muh fucking plane
[Verse 2: Brandon Blvd]
If you thought it's over then you niggas trippin'
I need me a pistol on my pocket stiiting
You niggas keep talking like you niggas drippin'
I came from the low like I done fucked her sitting
I need me a mansion all my niggas winning
All my niggas with me, Touch me then we sinning
I be at the block that's where my Google pin in
I'ma tie the beat up like a fucking ribbon
My shoe walk on water like I'm aqua spilling
I'm taking your bitch my nigga how you feeling
My drip a tsunami pull up make a killing
You know I'm a pro with how the fucking wrist
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist flippin'
Need a quarter million, then I'm make it flip
Flip, flip, flip, flip to a million
I was at the back of the class flippin'
I was in the streets tryna make a living
I was swapping bottles just to flex sippin
Now you ain't my level I be at the ceiling my nigga
Why you acting like you winning my nigga?
What you know 'bout records spinning my nigga?
You ain't even got no bitches my nigga
But me and blxckie got the future my nigga
(Reverse)
[Chorus] (Slow Mo)
Stick with the gang you can't fuck with my slime
Young nigga flexing I came up from nun
I need my money big like shah Rukh khan
If it ain't business stop wasting my time
Came from the street put my shooters in line
Young nigga hard with no tatts on my arm
I do not sleep I don't need no alarm
Shawty a freak but she came from the farm
Back in the day I would sneak out the back
Just to cop me some dope and crush it on my palm
Young pretty nigga ahead of my time
Asian bitches on me like Shah Rukh khan
Stick with the gang you can't fuck with my slime
Young nigga flexing I came up from nun
I need my money big like sharu khan
If it ain't business stop wasting my time (Time)
