Art

Where we at?

What we doing?

Where we at?

What we doing?

They spinning the scat (Woo)

I'm up in the whip right now, bitch I'm going real fast

Check my pockets bitch they hella fat

I do the fractions, I do the math

I count the cash up, I don't give a fuck about that

Count the cash up, I don't give a fuck about that

I'm living my life, I'm just tryna live for real

I ain't tryna die from just going and popping that pill

We just pulled up like, stand still (stand still)

We gotta chopper on us, it's not a drill (not a drill)

Pulled up on your gang they just want a thrill

They tryna kill me but they gonna get killed

Wait until Peet pull up, wait until

I got all these guns on me yeah, yeah, for real

I got all the guns on me you go down hill

Hold up, I just pulled up with the lambo gotta refill

Choppas on me yeah, yeah, all this fucking drip on me not from GoodWill

Pulled up and I got like all of the dope, Ima put it right up in my nostril

I just pulled up and I'm smoking all of this dope and it smell like the landfill

I just pulled up and I got the whip just spinning out like a windmill

Remember them days when I didn't have nothing, I stood on business like I'm Churchill

I put three fingers in your bitch and I am not even a volunteer

Outside Ima leave this fucking planet, Ima leave the atmosphere

Woah, I'm bouta go make my own business I'm like an engineer

Remember when I didn't even have shit, all that disappeared

Now I'm going up right now, it's overkill

Overkill

Over, yuh