[Intro]
(MCN Music)
(Lil' Rent got the drip)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, it's like, "Dee, get on your P's", I'm on it
Niggas tryna slime me out, I'm knowin'
Real sleep off the drank, you'd think he in a coma
Fuck throwin' back, nigga, first I'm throwin'
See him, get up on him
You know I ain't goin'
Give a fuck if she a Barbie
Fuck her good, cut her off, I'm young, rich, and heartless
She say she could never tell me no 'cause I'm charming
I had a play for niggas, but they switched, now they starving
Havin' motion, 'll bring the strip club to the appartments
You know I'll finish shit, so why would you start it? (Yup)
Play just called, I told him meet me at Carmen's (Hold on, hold on, hold on)
I'm tryna see if I'ma Louis V or Chrome Heart it (Come on)
[Verse 2]
I'll slam the work like I'm Ric Flair (Like I'm who?)
I'm low-key, I got pills in my Moncler (I'm low-key, nigga)
Nеver thought I'd be rappin', how I get hеre?
And I got a bad bitch, she like to do hair (She like to, what?)
You in the crew switchin', no fib (You is)
Cup filled up with drank with no lid (Drank)
Somethin' for the fiends, Trackhawk for the pigs (Skrrt)
Run through this load, tuck somethin' for the crib (Come on)
Niggas is my sons, doin' everything I did (What?)
Bouncin' out the whip, Glock 10 and the fin
Take somethin' from me, then I'm takin' off your hands
I want a hundred mil' just to split it with my mans
[Verse 3]
I'ma split it with my mans, I'ma split it with my brother
We gon' spin, they gon' hop out with FN, get up on him
In the 'Cat, now this bitch so fast, there's horses in the bumper
I just made a killing off this run, look up and had a hundred
I ain't snoozin' when that money callin', all I know is hustle
It's too many chains around this bitch, just know I had to bust you
Hell nah, I ain't tusslin', we gon' put him in a baggie
Niggas said they had the lo', put it in motion, let's get active
Get out my ear with all that naggin', get a drop, gon' make me happy
Amiri jeans with the Drakey pokin', hopin' out the Tracky
If a nigga pull up tryna cop some drank, then we gon' tax him
Bitch, you know if it's about that bag, know we make it happen (For real)
[Verse 4]
Safe to say them Camp Boyz the youngest niggas havin'
Ain't no nigga played with us, nor, they never tried us
We be out here every day, boy, we ain't hidin'
We got Glocks, we got Mac 10s too when we slidin'
[Verse 5]
If you ain't ready to walk a nigga down with me, don't get in the whip
If we see an opp nigga out, we hit him in his shit
Gang and them just pulled down on me, they tryna drop a six
We like to get high, talkin' 'bout shit we can't forget
Once you take it there with me, you know it ain't no comin' back
'Bows touchin' in and touchin' down just like a running back
Opp bitch on me, finna find where her brother at
I ain't have to double back, it only cost a couple racks
[Verse 6]
Damn, Mar, what the fuck? (What the fuck?)
Ain't no in-between, you fuck with me or fuck with me
You gon' beef in this game when I'm done with you
If I pull my shit out, she gon' tongue kiss it (Ha)
Niggas grown as hell hatin' on young niggas (On the young niggas)
It's Adele with us, and I got dub with me
I ain't got kids yet, I just son niggas
Your bitch a sweet tooth, I'ma have fun dippin' (Ha)
I wanna stop, but they tellin' me to run with it
I love the money, I can't even fall in love with you
Why them niggas turned up? I think Trump did it
Caught her on a Wednesday, put a hump in her (Put a hump in that freaky-ass bitch)
