(LVD)
Balling since I was sixteen
Hop out that 2-door six speed, V8 come with them race seats
Talking bout ignorance, race me
They boutta see stars, I'll send him to mars, no Elon Musk
Been wrapping this paper, my smoke the best vapor, that boy is a faker, this real ain't no trailer, yuh
I don't got time for the fake love, riding round town skirting blocks in the Supra
They said they was jacking the wave, I ain't tryna throw shade, but yo music is lame
Ain't spittin no flame boy you chose the wrong game, yuh
I don't need security, where's your maturity?
We just stay 40 deep, talking bout me, we gon put you sleep, no cap
Trackhawk Cherokee, buss it wit leather seats, hittin the street bumping music my energy
Chris cross on my neck, only stay cashing checks, new car every spec, only got multimillionaires in my set
Uh uh, huh, woah
Junk hit me like I opened my eyes for the first time
Woah
Found out that I smoke and now they tryna come hit my line
Woah
Uh, huh, uh, been stacking this paper too much
Gotta be clutching the grip of the blick while I'm pulling this whip out to much
Huh, uh, yuh, risky
He be thinking he slick, tryna buss with my lyrics
I thought you was different but nah you belligerent
Eyes on me yeah I gotta stay vigilant
Talking that smack ain't see you at the block yet
Posted at the back if you tryna get smacked, we gon smoke you no pack
I got money like that, like that, like that
But imma stay posted, revolver ain't holsted, we gon pop like lil load did, uh
Balling since I was sixteen
Hop out that 2-door six speed, V8 come with them race seats
Talking bout ignorance, race me
They boutta see stars, I'll send him to mars, no Elon Musk
Been wrapping this paper, my smoke the best vapor, that boy is a faker, this real ain't no trailer, yuh
I don't got time for the fake love, riding round town skirting blocks in the Supra
Lil pit on that black and white tip call her Luna, I'm bumping the music no Mario judah
My money gon fold till I spend it like that
Rockstar living when I pull in a Scat
Hop out the foreign don't forget where we at, richer than Tate, don't fact check that
Had to sell 'em some smoke, huh, just to break even
Huh uh
They just be talking and talking and talking but we is not hearing
Huh uh
I done stacked up my chips huh whole lot, I ain't rich for no reason
Huh
Pull up on me you gon find out, huh, got a whole lot of demons, huh
Flexin a brand new Rollie man it be changing the seasons, huh
Winter to summer then summer to winter, when I pull it out they gon see it, huh
Rich since I was a jit, born like this, trashing on me finna do way more than diss
Rip yo tongue out yo mouth and boil that shit, feed it to the snakes and record that shit
I don't permission disregard that, huh
Ripping through beats so these shows stay lit, got too much money and it keeps coming in
I been up high as god and I saw my sins, now I gotta follow all these messages
Tryna stay rich that's the answer kid
Balling since I was sixteen
Hop out that 2-door six speed, V8 come with them race seats
Talking bout ignorance, race me
They boutta see stars, I'll send him to mars, no Elon Musk
Been wrapping this paper, my smoke the best vapor, that boy is a faker, this real ain't no trailer
Yuh
I don't got time for the fake love, riding round town skirting blocks in the Supra
They said they was jacking the wave, I ain't tryna throw shade, but yo music is lame
Ain't spittin no flame boy you chose the wrong game
Yuh
I don't need security, where's your maturity
We just stay 40 deep, talking bout me, we gon put you sleep, no cap
