Letras
Yea
Yea yea
I'm getting this shit off my chest
You know I can run wit the best
They know that I'm coming correct
No Nikes, I puttem in check
On sight im getting ya blessed
My Ice make bitches get wet
My life make niggas upset
Alright let's get to the flex
It's really no need for a vest
I'm cockin it back to aim atcha neck
I'm willing to die behind my respect
Don't fuck wit no nigga that straddle the fence
It's everything more it's never been less
My niggas on go they good wit finesse
Man gimme the dope I know how to stretch
I don't need a scale Im good wit the work
I know to guess
Okay
This shit a get deep okay
I'm still in the streets okay
We pull up on fleets ohkay
I'm balling like meech okay
We playing for keeps ohkay
They thinking it's sweet ohkaaay
You come wit the beef ohkay
We ready to feast ohkay
I'm still on the block
Nigga play wit this shit and get popped
What I spend on my wrist a knot
What I spend on my bitch a lot
Boy I'm rich I ain't got no opps
I been thinking bout buying a drop
Just to park it front of the spot
Just to show em this shit never stop
Man these niggas be talkin a lot
Wassup wit the action huh
Nigga get put in a casket damn
Boy I been plotting on mansions damn
Racks inside of the mattress damn
Hustle this shit wit a passion damn
Ain't showing no love I'm taxing wait
I ran wit some niggas and passed em
I'm running this shit up the fastest
Perfect
My bruddas elite with the trap
We fuck up the bands we gettin it back
I'm good wit the plug he sending the pack
I'm falling in love with watching it stack
I'm falling in love wit running up sacks