We finna kill it, ride to the club
Shhh, we finna Space Jam niggas
Yeah
Man, y'all nigga turn that shit down in there man
Hey
The madness (Uh), I done came out the madness (Ooh, yeah)
It happens, everyday some shit happens (Hey, yeah)
Yeah, what's crackin'? Everyday, I'm gettin' it crackin' (Bitch)
I'm active, yeah, gang stayin' active
I'm stacked in the frontend's blowin' backends
Louis luggage on the plane, with the baggage (Yeah)
I'm travelin', I be all over the atlas
I'm always stayin' clean like a fuckin' napkin (Yeah)
I'm everywhere the cash at, you get no cashback
You niggas' at the startin' line, I'm on the last lap
You niggas hated it way back, I'm gettin' the last laugh
That old shit, that old bitch, you know I'm past that
I'm back in the lab like a fuckin' lab rat
I'm throwin' up the money, throwin' up them big racks
Them O's that I'm blowin', nigga, this ain't whack pack
Your hoes wanna fuck me when they see that foreign cap
And that is all facts, and no, I ain't pressed
Oh, I ain't up next, bitch, I got right now (Yeah)
I do not want that girl if she ain't ready right now
You niggas ain't makin' no noise, man, you need to pipe down (Down)
You need to quiet down
I copped a new watch, told my jeweler, "Flood it out" (Out)
Lil' nigga, cut it out
That fakin' that you doin', I don't know what that's about (Ooh)
Unless you talkin' 'bout paper then keep my name out your mouth
I'm quarantined, yeah, twenty bitches at the house
I pay the fees, get that check then I bounce
I'm forty feet in the air off an ounce
That dirty cheese got me eatin', Mickey Mouse
You lackin', I can see you niggas cravin'
I'm laughin' at you lil' nigga status
I'm packin', three, two, one, I'm blastin'
I'm suited up like Hazmat, they flabbergasted
I'm splashin'
Shawty fuck me up but she is Latina
Lookin' like a bag and I think I seen her (Tina), before
Yeah, I ride in that double door (Door), I'm smokin'
Yeah, these bad hoes and they throw it (Throw it)
Yeah, money on me and I'm gon' blow it, okay
Drop top, bitches wide open, yeah
Hahaha (Yeah)
Dude, I can't with his ass (Man, y'all shut the fuck up, man)
I can't with you, dude
I can't with you, dude (Man, y'all shut the fuck up)
For sure
You lackin', I can see you niggas cravin'
I'm laughin' at you lil' nigga status
I'm packin', three, two, one, I'm blastin'
I'm suited up like Hazmat, they flabbergasted
I'm splashin'
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