[Intro]
(prrr, pew)
(call dat, aye aye)
(pew, yo)
[Verse]
Bitch this money talkin, bag talkin (prr), cash walkin’ (pew)
I got a trunk filled up wit’ some franks
Premium gas in a AMG tank
Vibe in a coupe to magnolia rain (yea)
Hunneds and blues on the dash (dash)
It’s hard to lose when Im top of my game, fuck nigga you een’ been inna lab (prr, call dat)
Ya bitch ain’t nun to jazz nigga, she been waiting all day for da’ bag (woah, woah)
Need a teach a class of this game, stick and jab (woah, woah)
Need the fixing fast she gon’ illicit out a rag (illicit out a rag)
Bitch fuck wit’ G, i had her checkin’ chow (chow)
Get chose wit’ my mouth closed P code
Future Hendrix with the henny in my peacoat (peacoat)
Ion’ give bitches rules I give em’ street code (pew)
Ion’ give bitches moves I give em’ pure instruction (yea)
This white gold flooded know the pussy love it (yadigg)
I might just go and fuck it if she bring a hunned (if she bring a hunned)
They know Im cold blooded, when them hoes hunchin’ (yea)
First class cool, (cool) made a pass to her (to her)
What she finna do for money, I might see it through (prr)
Eighty eight street eleven, nigga how Im movin’ (yea)
Reckless eyeballin on the pimpin’ yea i knew it (yea i knew it)
Top floor, boss business, call on all recruitment (yea)
Top hoe, fucking wit’ a nigga, gettin’ too rich (getting too rich)
Yea, They know i ain’t new to this
Bitch I’m true to this, yea thats how you know I’m cool wit’ it (woah)
I paint a picture so they understand my luminance (yea)
Hollup, uh, she outta bounds
Bitch my program channel, my bank account (prr)
Told her trick on an ounce, she made a pound