Lyrics
Pssht, c'mon (fuck with me)
Y'all know what the fuck goin' on
YaDigg (that shit flexin', I'm good)
Young Pharaoh on the beat
YN2, nigga (ooh, ooh), young and turnt
C'mon, ayy
Pull up on the bros, leave the coupe runnin'
Just blew a hunnid on me, this a new hunnid (two hunnid)
Avianne textin' like he miss me, really?
White Prezi cost fifty, buss down
It was for a couple, what you up now?
One-ten for a line, pour the cup out (I'm on it)
CMG the label so the 'Cat white (skrrt)
Fuck his BM and his sister, yeah, I'm that type
White gold, AP, that's my new bitch (bussin')
Catch the speed on the East clutchin' two sticks
Ridin'.11s on the house, this for you Trick (yeah)
Niggas always see me out, never do shit
Doggy Bone too sick, call 'em M30
Whatchu gettin' forty-eight? Dog, it ain't worth it
Thirty for thirty in the air, I'm perfect
Real six inches, AP, two Birkins
We ran 'til the wheels fell off or I'm curvin'
Never met a nigga like me, she nervous
A hunnid thousand in the red bag, Supreme
Young bad bitch, still I had the beans
Say her nigga turnt, he doing bad to me
Too many racks around, I can't even flash the cheese
They don't want problems, on my mama I promise
Super Bowl, Moncler, nineteen Pradas
Givenchy, shark hoodie, t-shirt, Rottweiler
I ain't into fashion, baby, I'm just into braggin'
A lotta bitches celebratin', actin' like they had 'em
Young and turnt, yeah, that's me
Fourteen hundred, these pants not cheap
I got the whole hood, but doggy who got me?
(Who got us?
We the boys, we the boys
Who got me?
Yeah)
Prolly got a concert off six blunts
Ex been in her feelings for like six months
Only bitch around, can't get fucked
If she was still movin' browns I would've been fucked
Doin' a hunnid down Mound dodging potholes