Letras
Okay, I just got my money up, I think I'm a slayer
I just put the racks in duff' 'cause all these bitches players
You see diamonds in the rough ain't get this from the tailor
(Yeah, yeah) Uh, yeah
You can't get this flavor
Uh, yeah
No I cannot save her
Carrying niggas on my back just like Tow Mater
I can't never lack 'cause all the opps is always near
Got my diamonds iced out, diamonds polar bear
I just got my mug out for wine don't sip no beer
I woke up its twenty twenty six ain't got no fear
(2026, yeah)
(Let's go!)
(Yeah)
(Let's go!)
Yeah I just my money up I think I'm a slayer
I just put the racks in duff' 'cause all these bitches players (yeah)
You see diamonds in the rough? Ain't get this from the tailor
Uh, yeah
You can't get this flavor
Uh, yeah
No I cannot save her
Better watch ya' attitude watch ya' behavior
Me and twin up in the cut just like a taper
Yeah, bitch you ain't doing shit lil' bitch a faker
The way I'm getting baked you think I was a baker
The way I'm dropping bombs, you think I'm dropping anchors
Smoking on the za', I'm he think i'm dropping through a fifth
The way I'm dropping all these bombs, jumping through a cliff
(Dropping all these bombs)
Keep on fucking with my gang, niggas getting bipped
(Fuck it!)
What the fuck you think you doing? You ain't doing shit
(Let's go!)
I'm just dressing nice, I dress up in an all black fit
All these finna cross, and all I do is criss
(Let's go!)
(Woo!)
Okay, I just got my money up, I think I'm a slayer
I just put the racks in duff' 'cause all these bitches players
You see diamonds in the rough ain't get this from the tailor
(Yeah, yeah) Uh, yeah
You can't get this flavor