Текст песни
Made a couple bands
Flew out to The Yams
Through the airport I had to move a couple grams
Made a couple dollars
Had to do a couple scams
Swiping for the flights
Catch me moving in Japan
Like my nigga Tre
Do this everyday
When it come to grooving do it in a major way
I'm making major plays, Kobe fadeaway
I put it in a safe, nigga guess it's safe to say
Like the nigga Ace, In Full I'm getting Paid
A nigga here to stay, and you niggas getting played
I'm with the nigga Swade, Wizzle and EA
Our time coming nigga worth to Flava Flav
Clock ticking, Jordan Glock clicking
Shorty in my eyes and will not stop grinning
I will not stop winning, I will not stop winning
Gold Bottle Don, I will not stop sipping
Yo, nowadays with my cousins I'm a family man
A hundred K before I go and start the family plan
GLE before you see me in the Camry van
If you broke I fix you up just like the handyman
Yeah
Yo
Yo Yo Listen If I didn't rap then I be playing for The Mets
When I hit the booth ya nigga never break a sweat
Think these niggas bitch, call it change of sex
Quiet when in person but online they making threats
Sipping on mimosas, wearing Scotch and Soda
I be taking risks, treating life like it's poker
When it come to dreams, I know I'm getting closer
Drag me through the mud in the end became a soldier yo
Leather band on the watch straight from Italy
Opposition working hard to get rid of me
Take a couple months off I don't miss a beat
Never let them see my hand, my shit discrete
I'm pouring vodka in my pasta
Hundred dollar sweats, never see me in no Docker's
Running through these broads, nigga rocking joggers
Bachelor of the year, I got the illest roster
I'm Ferragamo stepping, telling women step in
Light skin, curly hair, yeah, nigga a preference
Gold bottles, no sparkles, bring em to my section
When this shit is said and done, tryna die a legend
Yeah
Yeah