Letras
I got bad news, we bringing the beef to Niggas block
I got cash jewels, Cuban links & Rollie watch
Pints in the freezer but ain't nothing for sale
The label sent the deposit and it came with zelle
You don't know how to move a bowl so you can't trap me
I just woke up & the wocky put me back to sleep
13 hundred for them diors but that's nothing major
This gone make you get up and chase paper
Them addy's got the homies hyphy like they keak the sneak
I'm fresh about the field you can check the cleats
Then next threezy coming flower set
Told my jeweler i need my cuban filled with all baguettes
Crackin stoves inside of houses you ain't did that
Call up Isles on a play I got a mismatch
When the blue light in my possession I don't freeze up
My watch dancing in the dark holding my sleep up
Im a rocks star you see the pendant let my chain swing
Niggas with me dropping shit on the same thing
Hit the mall blow some bands but that's nothing new
Hop out the whip send some shots that's what I'm known to do
Thousand grams inside the trap what you think we selling
She put my lyrics in her caption and got her nigga jealous
Popping percs cause this Cuban got my back hurting
Said I was done shopping at Saks now I'm back splurging
I got bad news, we bringing the beef to Niggas block
I got cash jewels, Cuban links & Rollie watch
Pints in the freezer but ain't nothing for sale
The label sent the deposit and it came with zelle
You don't know how to move a bowl so you can't trap me
I just woke up & the wocky put me back to sleep
13 hundred for them diors but that's nothing major
This gone make you get up and chase paper