Lyrics
Making sure they tapping in to the fuckin' crashout
What he wanna do, we got the packs up in the trap house
Know that they gon' love it when I rock it, I be rockin' shit
I'm gon' rock out with this heavy metal stand on top of shit
Cause they know that imma put some
Fight back in it, born for the winning
Getting sidetracked with it I'm on my track bitches
You won't never fuckin' build this shit on my back whippin
I'mma fly past heaven Pushing my own limit
I wont never fuckin' give it up till I am winnin
Cole WRLD comin' back to back its black on black or what the SUV is
I'ma pack a Mac and double back if I don't fuckin' see him
I'ma stack the cash and pack my bags its fuck you, bitch, I'm leavin
I don't need ya, I'ma pop out she gon know that I'ma win some
Knowin that they fuckin' hate me I get in this bitch, get in some
Like what you wanna do pussy we can go get in to some
I'ma smoke shit and talk shit, bitch, I'ma thin some
Know how imma come right back, I promise I'm not one for losin
Know that he will not fight back, I'll take his life back if he wanna do it
Know you bitches fakin' with the love, but I don't even want it
Know that they be hatin', they be flauntin
Cause they know that imma put some
Fight back in it, born for the winning
Getting sidetracked with it I'm on my track bitches
You won't never fuckin' build this shit on my back whippin
Imma fly past heaven, Pushing my own limit
I wont never fuckin' give it up till I am winnin
I've been runnin' through the city, this bitch, lookin' like a graveyard
Feelin Like yall fuckin' car notes, somethin' you can't pay off
In the streets, yeah, I'm the captain, they salute me like I'm Adolf
No Nazi, told them they gon' up this fuckin' bitch, I catch a body
If you wanna go, then we can go, bitch, you can't stop me
I'ma run up in these streets, I got the bike to Harley
What he wanna do, I'ma up it can't say I'm sorry
Ha, What you wanna do, King up on the board, bitch
Make your motherfuckin' move