I got yo' ho tryna flick me up, she wanna pick all my captions (She wanna flick me up)
I got yo' ho tryna flick me up, she wanna be my distraction (She wanna be my distraction)
I'm sippin' on codeine while I'm drivin', I'm 'bout to pull up and crash it (Pull up and crash it)
I'm pourin' some mud in the baby Suburban truck, I don't need a chauffeur (Pull up and crash it)
I see 'em all jumpin' on top of the wave, but you know I'm surfin' it first (You know I'm surfin' it first)
I'm too swagged out for this bitch, baby, I'm too fly, for-sure-ski (For-sure-ski)
I'm too fly, for-sure-ski (On God)
No, you ain't catchin' my vibe, for-sure-ski (Catchin' my vibe)
'Cause I done made too much money, for-sure-ski
I done got the whole trap jumpin', for-sure-ski
Countin' up racks, tryna thumb it (Okay)
Got punch-made racks like I punched it (I punched it)
Got ya main bitch over her fuckin' (Okay)
Not just me, yeah, she fuckin' the squad (No cap)
She a freak, she get fucked while you watch (Yes, sir)
Hunnid K, I spent that on a watch (Yes, sir)
I spent fifty on a chain (I spent fifty)
Fifty, no cap, yeah
I done spent fifty on the chain while ya bitch-made sittin' on ya ass all day, no cap
And I'll fuck a ho in every state that I'm in, every day it's a different state, no cap
It's just another day gettin' paid, hop on the jet and then do it again, fly back (Do it again, fly back)
Just another play that I'ma run (Do it again, fly back)
It's just another bag, I done fucked up again
In Hollywood Hills for the function (Go)
She done broke my heart, can't cuff her again
It's cool because I never loved her (Go)
Poetic shit, I'm the ghost with the pen
And free all my dawgs in the pen' (Yes, sir)
Free Lil' J, free Lil' Jeff, tell 'em, "Go free iJeffery" (Free slime)
This car like a jet when it take off (Slide)
Every time I hop in, you can't catch me (Hop in)
I'm cruisin' around with Elon
I'm on the project, X in the taxi (Go)
I gotta hold up my palms
You got a chain before you got a gun (Gun)
What the fuck? (What the fuck?)
Bitch, I had a gun way before the chain (Before the chain)
A plan before all fame (Before all the fame)
Bitch, I had a plan before all the fame (Before all the fame, oh, yeah)
I still got a plan (Still got a plan)
I still got a plan (Oh, yeah)
I got yo' ho tryna flick me up, she wanna pick all my captions (She wanna flick me up)
I got yo' ho tryna flick me up, she wanna be my distraction (She wanna be my distraction)
I'm sippin' on codeine while I'm drivin', I'm 'bout to pull up and crash it (Pull up and crash it)
I'm pourin' some mud in the baby Suburban truck, I don't need a chauffeur (Pull up and crash it)
I see 'em all jumpin' on top of the wave, but you know I'm surfin' it first (You know I'm surfin' it first)
I'm too swagged out for this bitch, baby, I'm too fly, for-sure-ski (For-sure-ski)
I'm too fly, for-sure-ski (On God)
No, you ain't catchin' my vibe, for-sure-ski (Catchin' my vibe)
'Cause I done made too much money, for-sure-ski
I done got the whole trap jumpin', for-sure-ski
Countin' up racks, tryna thumb it (Okay)
Got punch-made racks like I punched it (I punched it)
Got ya main bitch over her fuckin' (Okay)
Not just me, yeah, she fuckin' the squad (No cap)
She a freak, she get fucked while you watch (Yes, sir)
Hunnid K, I spent that on a watch (Yes, sir)
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