(Hahaha)
Hold on, hold on
(BentleyKush)
Let's go (Woah), let's go (Woah), let's go (Woah)
Hop out a motherfuckin' 'Vette, let's go (Let's go)
Woah (Woah), let's go
Let's go (Let's go), woah (Let's go), let's go
Hop out a motherfuckin' 'Vette, let's go (Let's go)
He said he wanted smoke, I said, "Bet, let's go"
In that 'Vette, you behind, you get left for sure
I can't be mad at you, bro, 'cause like you never know (Boom)
Dope fiends testin' my patience, they pushin' my limits (Nigga)
I see you niggas go searchin', but you never finish (Brrt)
Speed on the freeway, now I got a ticket (Nyoom)
I told the bitch, "Get the fuck out, you ain't never list" (Skrrt, ho)
I hop out a motherfuckin' jet, let's go
Nigga talkin' on the internet, but broke (Let's go)
Nigga, you ain't no trapper, you ain't sell no dope
Bitch, I'ma pop me a Perc' and I pour up a four (Woah)
They like, "Trap, you be rappin' 'bout the same things" (Yeah)
Told the plug hit me up, I need the whole thing (Woah)
Molly, X and bricks of cocaine (Go)
I want money to flex, nigga, fuck all the fame (Fuck fame)
Woah, let's go
Hop out the jet for sure (Let's go)
Woah, hop out the 'Vette, let's go (Fuck fame)
Bentley, Bentley
Fuck fame, fuck fame
Fuck fame, fuck fame
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