[Calboy]
(CashMoneyAP)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, gee, gee, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, oh, oh
Sheesh, sheesh
Ayy
[Calboy]
Got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (Ayy)
I said sho'nem from the village, bet he made the news
"No your honor" I know nothing 'bout it, I just play it cool (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga I need dollars, I been in the kitchen we not makin' food (Ayy)
Bitches say they love me, I know it's fake though (Fake though), bitch I'm ridin'
I got more than fifty in this draco, I'm inside
We gon' leave them niggas with some halos (With some halos), I'm not lyin'
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine, ayy
[Calboy]
I get busy with the glizzy, I'm not scared of y'all, ayy (Scared off y'all)
Hide my face behind the tint, but I'm not scary dog
I won't mention none of the oppositions, I'ma bury y'all
He not solid, I heard that he snitchin', yeah he tell it all
Oh-oh, yeah, ayy
I can't do romance, bitch I been hopeless (I been hopeless)
Aye, trappin' on the daily, I need more bread (More bread)
And it's Long Live The Kings but off with your head (Off with your head)
Yeah, I can't tote no Nina and you can hold that
[Calboy]
Got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (Hate it too)
I said sho'nem from the village, bet he made the news (Yeah)
"No your honor" I know nothing 'bout it, I just play it cool (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I need dollars, I been in the kitchen we not makin' food
Bitches say they love me, I know it's fake though (It's fake though), bitch I'm ridin'
I got more than fifty in this draco, I'm inside
We gon' leave them niggas with some halos (With some halos), I'm not lyin'
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine, ayy
[Polo G]
Givenchy and Amiri, pop out fresher than an Altoid, uh
Dracos, Glocks and Wessons, we got loud toys
How many shots? 'Bout one-four-seven, like I'm Calboy
My lil' killa, dangerous keep it on 'em, like he got a foid
You know if I put foe nem on that car, it got destroyed
We ain't fuck, I kicked her out, she talk too much, I got annoyed
Tell you 'bout my life, bitch I'm a gangsta just to sum it up
He ain't from that sand box, can't stamp him, he ain't one of us
I was trappin' in the cold, tryna catch another rush
Pull up in that Beamer truck, all I know is run it up
Thirty in this Louis, feel like Glizzy, just for warnin' up
They heard 'bout my city, they won't tell me, they ain't dumb enough
[Calboy]
Ayy, got off my ass, got to it fast, I know they hate it too (Ayy)
I said sho'nem from the village, bet he made the news
"No your honor" I know nothing 'bout it, I just play it cool (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I need dollars, I been in the kitchen we not makin' food (Ayy)
Bitches say they love me, I know it's fake though (Know it's fake though), bitch I'm ridin
I got more than fifty in this draco, I'm inside
We gon' leave them niggas with some halos (With some halos), I'm not lyin'
Rose gold AP on me, cost a bankroll, watch it shine
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