Yeah! Uh, huh
Hunnid thousand for the bag, uh huh
I'm in my Birkin
Pissed off get mad uh huh
Hands get to working
Really came from the grass, uh huh
This shit get dirty
Still changing ways when I pull up in the nighttime
Bad lil bitch she drop it low and hit that slight grind
You see them lasers you best get up out the sight line
Still got them tapes I load up them up they in the pipeline
You try to leak my shit I'll make that body flatline
No Kevin Bacon nigga
We flashing shooting pictures
Still going stupid nigga
Don't ask how I do it nigga
This pure talent shit
I woke up said "Yeah I'm lit"
Them other feelings counterfeit
Got pressure in my palms keep that knee up on their necks
Niggas might just start a riot, burning shit you won't forget
Never been a politician I can't lie to no gazette
Heard that verdict in Louisville got my people on unrest
I can't do no shit but flex
Support the mandem
Still cracking cards I ain't Lil Teejay but yeah I'll scam them
Running up a check bring it back, them diamonds dancing
And I don't need a drake but my future be looking handsome
Hunnid thousand for the bag, uh huh
I'm in my Birkin
Pissed off get mad uh huh
Hands get to working
Really came from the grass, uh huh
This shit get dirty
Still changing ways when I pull up in the nighttime
Bad lil bitch she drop it low and hit that slight grind
You see them lasers you best get up out my sight line
Still got them tapes I load up them up they in the pipeline
You try to leak my shit I'll make that body flatline
Hunnid thousand for the bag, uh huh
I'm in my Birkin
Pissed off get mad uh huh
Hands get to working
Really came from the grass, uh huh
This shit get dirty
Still changing ways when I pull up-pull up
