Lyrics
(BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM)
I'm ready to take off
Nigga talk tough then we blowing his face off
All this cake got us having a bake off
I stay in the field like I'm playing the playoffs
All this hard work
On god, it's gon' pay off
My Choppa in sync
Nigga that's why the drake off
Niggas be pussy they flake off
My future bright like I'm taking my shades off
Smoke the pot when we rap in the stu'
Get the bag then we stackin' on blues
In the roadster, we slide in the coupe
Down to catch a lil' body or two
Down to catch a lil' body or four
Couple shooters stay by the door
And the mac up and reload
10 bands and they slide on the low
He said that he making it ten
We gon skrrt up turn
Scratch it
Hop in the Benz
Trackhawk it's so loud and so fast
When I'm hitting the gas I get lost in the wind
She childish she act like a kid
So fuck the bullshit
Imma hop on her friend
This the last you gon' hear
So cut the beat off you man already know this the end
(Nah ain't no way you gon' end the song off like that)
(Bruh it's too hard bro)
(I mean it was hard but we gotta get them more than that)
(It was a minute long bruh)
(I think we got to, It's not really our choice)
(Alright bet)
You thought we was done
But we got some more of that
If you want beef we outside (DOORDASH)
If you wanna snap we outside (DOORMAT)
If you wanna flex we outside (MORE CASH)
Hop in the tesla no keys
And it's tinted
I scratch off the lot
Check the tag it ain't rented
I got a bad bitch bend her over and drill it
These niggas stay haters
We standing in guard
I know that I'm golden
I would not retriever
I hit it one time
Imma smash her and leave her
On youtube, I'm blowing up just off the meter
Man cuda takeoff I need me a breather
Now that I'm back and talking my shit
Member the time I ain't never had shit
Look like a bum but you know that I'm rich
Look at the game and you know that we lit
I don't gotta keep guac in my pocket to show these lil niggas
They know I'm legit
I stay in the A
I feel like young choppa
The way im controlling this shit
I Play the nice guy
He pushed the wrong button
We ended up blowing his bitch
Niggas be watching
Watching my life
I might just go and start me a twitch
Imma hit from the back have her screaming
Off the molly she booty
She geeking
Imma fuck the bitch then hit the griddy
Her nigga keep calling
He ain't know she was cheating
Like serena you know we bring racks in
Spend the dollar we backed in
Crazy money people think that we trappin
Face down let me see how that back bend
Backbend she lowkey an acrobat
She a blunt so you know that we passing that
Nigga I'm sober so don't even pass me that
My bad gang
You know that this rap is cap
You good, they know that we capping too
Going crazy this the first time in the stu'
We top two and on god, we ain't number 2
You on top nobody can fuck with you
(DAMN, You really believe that shit?)
(Laughing)
(This is why I fuck with you)
(We went too crazy, uh by the way)
(We ain't dropping no more music)
(This a one-time thing)
(Aye so fuck these niggas we gone)