Letras
Yeah, okay, wow, wow, wow, come on, come on
One thing about me, I'ma get my guap up, probably got a Glock tucked
(Huh)
I'm on shrooms and E, I'ma be obnoxious
And that shit sound good, but he ain't pop shit
Got smacks for a dollar when I lived in Stockton
I don't wanna drive the boat, bitch, where the cockpit?
(Bitch)
I'm with AB, I ain't talking locked in
(Nope)
But that ain't no diss, nigga, shout out locked in
(Yup)
If he really from the field, then you know who I am
Hella bitches on my line, but they don't wanna pay
(Why)
You just really want to dick you don't wanna stay
(Bye)
When niggas talking about money, I be engaged
(Okay)
Teach a nigga how to trap, call me sensei
(Okay)
When we was young, I was the first one to get laid
(Okay)
That nigga lij, was the first one to get paid
(That's my nigga)
Drop a nigga when I said I would like a mixtape
(Bitch)
I can show these couple bands, but I ain't y'all
I wonder what it's cut with, I know it ain't raw
Real killers get away like they make laws
(What)
I'ma rock my own shit, I ain't Kreayshawn
I stay scheming, trying to get a blue dollar from a green one this evening
(Huh)
Always in the carpool lane, I stay speedin'
Trap shit a serious game, it look easy
(Okay)
One thing about me, I'ma get my guap up
Probably got a Glock tucked
I'm on shrooms and E, I'ma be obnoxious
(Okay)
And that shit sound good, but he ain't pop shit
Got smacks for a dollar when I lived in Stockton
I don't wanna drive a boat, bitch, where the cockpit?
(Okay)
I'm with AB, I ain't talkin' locked in
(Bitch)
But that ain't no diss, nigga, shout out locked in
(Okay)
If you really from the field, then you know who I am