[Intro]
Phew, yeah (yo, mTwenty, where you at?)
Mm, yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, hol up, okay (is that ELIESG?)
[Chorus]
Racks inside my bag, lil' bitch, got Rafs, Chrome Hearts my swag, lil' bitch
I could make you mad, lil' bitch, you really going out sad, lil' bitch (Sad)
Hop inside the Jag, lil' bitch, I feel just like the man, lil' bitch (Man)
Said you got bread, that's cap, lil' bitch, ain't no reason to act, lil' bitch (No)
Yeah, niggas got me fucked up
Keep lil' semi tucked up
Benihana, uh-huh
And I bought a Benz truck (Benz)
And she love the pressure
KOMBO, bitch, I'm next up (Next)
She wan' fuck, put legs up
AMG, could kick my legs up (Kick)
At the front, yeah
I do all this shit for fun, yеah
You just sad, and you just dumb, yeah
Niggas wish that I was dumb, yeah
Call me, uh, thе Don, yeah
Baby what you want, yeah
Don't miss me when I'm gone, yeah
She said I make her numb, yeah (True)
On the inside
I keep couple blicks, fight
Trapping out the X5
See your bitch, yeah, that's mine
AMG, bitch, let's ride
'Round hoes like the west side
I'm the goat, yeah, hence why (Hence, why, why, why)
I could get the shit you paying for, for free nigga (For real)
It's very obvious, I'm who you wanna be nigga (On god)
When I pull up onto the block, yeah, then he flee, nigga (On god)
My pockets blue, and the other half is green nigga (It's green)
Watch when I come to Canada, all my pockets turned brown just like I shitted, hol' up
All black windows tinted, hol' up
I'on even wanna feel it, na na
Fuck this bitch, she a Trini, uh
Give me like a minute, hol' on
Couple of seconds to hit it, yeah
Straight jeans with the fitted, yeah, hol' up
[Verse]
I could call up the cartel
And, lil' bitch it's still fuck 12 (Ha)
Keep two 9, up on the shelf (Eighteen)
That shit like equal my age (Eighteen)
Baby bitch, my love is rage (Oh, hell)
I'm evil, she burning sage
I [?] plague, when I come out with this ARP and—
—pull up with these fives, yeah
I caught him in the drive-thru we put ketchup on his fries, yeah (Blood)
Lil' bitch, do not play with me, cuz' you know I got ties, yeah (Mob)
Do not even look at me, cuz' I put doom in your eyes, yeah (It's scary)
Yeah, hol up, wait
I might run it back, I make you run like a track (Back, track race)
I got a Benz, I switch to a cat
This bitch swinging just like a bat
Pockets, gon' blow up, just cuz' they fat
Cannot associate, you a rat
I could easily make you mad
No MJ, this bitch so bad (Bad)
When I got her, she just brag
And that bitch is off two tabs
With this shit, I [?]
Told her hop into the cat, and leave
Cuz' you don't serve me (Nah)
What else can't you see? (What?)
Ok, run this shit back again
[Chorus]
Racks inside my bag, lil' bitch, got Rafs, Chrome Hearts my swag, lil' bitch
I could make you mad, lil' bitch, you really going out sad, lil' bitch (Sad)
Hop inside the Jag, lil' bitch, I feel just like the man, lil' bitch (Man)
Said you got bread, that's cap, lil' bitch, ain't no reason to act, lil' bitch (No)
Yeah, niggas got me fucked up
Keep lil' semi tucked up
Benihana, uh-huh
And I bought a Benz truck (Benz)
And she love the pressure
KOMBO, bitch, I'm next up (Next)
She wan' fuck, put legs up
AMG, could kick my legs up (Kick)
At the front, yeah
I do all this shit for fun, yeah
You just sad, and you just dumb, yeah
Niggas wish that I was dumb, yeah
Call me, uh, the Don, yeah
Baby what you want, yeah
Don't miss me when I'm gone, yeah
She said I make her numb, yeah (True)
On the inside
I keep couple blicks, fight
Trapping out the X5
See your bitch, yeah, that's mine
AMG, bitch, let's ride
'Round hoes like the west side
I'm the goat, yeah, hence why (Hence, why, why, why)
I could get the shit you paying for, for free nigga (For real)
It's very obvious, I'm who you wanna be nigga (On god)
When I pull up onto the block, yeah, then he flee, nigga (On god)
My pockets blue, and the other half is green nigga (It's green)
Watch when I come to Canada, all my pockets turned brown just like I shitted, hol' up
All black windows tinted, hol' up
I'on even wanna feel it, na na
Fuck this bitch, she a Trini, uh
Give me like a minute, hol' on
Couple of seconds to hit it, yeah
Straight jeans with the fitted, yeah, hol' up
