Letras
Vintage and adventurous and limitless
Vintage and adventurous and limitless
Vintage and adventurous and limitless
And the dollars guilty, ain't ever been innocent
Quick to ditch a bitch and never give her shininit (Joog)
If it ain't dividends, then shit, it's just irrelevant
I'm on my level, I'm Richie Rich up in this bitch
Look at the bezel on my wrist, neck, and main bitch
Her in my whip flexing, come from the same district
Speak the same language and knock the same bitches
We ain't the same, nigga, I'm really gang business
Lame niggas, we gon' strangle them and then we hang 'em
Aim where you niggas hanging at and get to rangin'
Doorbells, .223's in your house
Gang, gang wanna swag, bring more house
Gang, gang chase bags, go all out
You ain't on the same page, then you're out
Stay dangerous, don't change in the courthouse
I'm from where you better keep a thumper (thumper)
Better get your bitch 'fore she gets bumped up (bumped up)
'Cause it's some niggas in the building with a lump sum (lump sum)
'Bout a bag super turnt up
Designer got me lookin' like a come—up
And you lookin' like you're out (you're out)
I feel like a hundred in a duffle
And my swag cost your house (your house)
Your house (your house), if you got one
Say you a real nigga, then you not one
Live like I got a deal and I ain't got one
Still in top run in the race
It's in my race, it's in my DNA to win
Remember they didn't want to let me in
Didn't want to see me in the latest Benz
Didn't want to see me in they lady friends
Summer champ, summer champ
He on when I step in
Bless restless and best at this
I can't miss, Black Ops accurate
FN, bet him do backflips
Yes, man, I am who Rad is
Slauson activist, raised on the backstreets
Pack heat and went to jail for it, that's me
Pack heat again, built to win
Ain't no lackin' me (ain't no lackin' me)
I'm from where you better get your guap up (get your guap up)
Better keep it on you or your top off (your top off)
All work, all bite, no bark, uh
Slide through, leave mo' shells than La Barca
I'm from where you better keep a thumper (thumper)
Better get your bitch 'fore she gets bumped up
'Cause it's some niggas in the building with a lump sum (lump sum)
'Bout a bag super turnt up
Designer got me lookin' like a come—up (come—up)
And you lookin' like you're out (you're out)
I feel like a hundred in a duffle
My swag cost your house (your house)
Your house (your house), if you got one
You're out (you're out), I'm the top one
It's a marathon, nigga
Rad up and running
Maison Margielas on
'Bout a bag with a gun in it
And a stick on it (stick on it)
I'm from where you better keep it on you (keep it on you)
I'm from where you better get an onion
Flip it and you better get your money up, nig—
Or you're out (you're out)
Run it up and get it back, and then you run it up
Don't run out (run out)
Run it up, stay burnered up
Stay fly, aim high, don't dumb it up
Got my numbers up, I'm 'bout to run it up (run it up, run it up, run it up)