Текст песни
Nah just listen
You can still get em thru the airport
Trust me
I'm getting em shipped and riding tints
Once I get em and get it jumping
Running lights we a row
Ruling traffic I'm feeling lucky
Got a breezy off the gram
Said she love me we linked on one hand
He said dem numbers high
Bust it down and shit we just slow dance
I had a batch soo dump had to use my homie with both hands
They leakin shit for satisfaction
I'm tryna buy land
Just tryna take this shit to the moon while I'm playin' slow jamz
Just rolled a couple J's of the flavor you got from Bowl man
Dug out that hole then marathon
Lapped him, tried to pass the ton
Niggas damn near ate my arm
With no record, they might take your charge
Niggas gamblin' daily every time they leave their door
Was Back-to-back whips, two years, tags, temp
Gettin' rich and duckin' licks
You broke, do not call me twin
Tint dark, you can't see in
This comp or we friends
Just tryna see where shit is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tryna fight this life, wish I could be on cruise control
You and your bitch be fightin', you probably gon' lose control
I'm in this bitch just strikin', two
More plays and then my week be sold
I'm in the snow like a viking, just helped
A nigga up out the deepest hole
They say the good name is worth way more than silver and the gold
I'm hearing voices from choices I used
To make, just throwin' me touchdowns only
Thats the voice in my head just juicing me
Only thing be boostin me
I cant fuck with you niggas yal too loose for me You only get On the half
But on a shooting spree
You said you want revenge
And got no pot to pee
Get a bag in motion then just have a Rental spree
The game so fucked up and stupid
Dont be confusing me