Letras
Gettin' money, yeah, I knew I was supposed to
Up that shit, for sure, I can't hold you
One joint, just copped it from Nobu, huh
Nigga ran them bands up, had to show you, huh
Make him do a flip like Tony, huh
Gas in the air, shit potent
Niggas been should've told me
I told that bitch, "Just show me, show me"
I made her put that spice on it, that Old Bay
In the trunk, that bitch fully loaded
I see these niggas, there's too many posers
Why the fuck you mad, nigga? Ain't your choices
Hit it on the dot, that's a headshot
I be on they head, I'm on everybody (yeah)
My tele, I signed off with it
Put 'em on, them boys my children
Whole crib I just paid for
Stay up, don't play with Sos'
Everything, that shit go
Rich nigga, shot caller (shot caller)
Wait on it, it's our timin'
It's in the head like it's in my pocket
Throwin' ass in that Charger
Put it all in a grinder
Sippin' Eds, blowin' Black & Milds (woah)
But turn it up, I just said, "Yeah, go wild" (mm)
Mask on, I been on another mission
All he had to do was talk to me
She was tryna stay the night, it's good with me
Cut that soft, would she be good to me?
Nigga make that bed rock, she gon' touch her toes
Made her step on it, I told you so
Young niggas want the key, I don't know
Put it on, it was just that Polo (Polo)
I pour one, I'm payin' homage
Seen shots from the grow up, dodgin' 'em
Shake it up like she a bartender
Uh, damn it, might just help me fall in it
Whole crib just paid for
Stay up, don't play with Sos'
Everything, that shit go
Rich nigga, shot caller (shot caller)
Wait on it, it's our timin'
It's in the head like it's in my pocket
Throwin' ass in that Charger
Put it all in a grinder