They say birds of a feather, they gon´ flock together (Flock together, brr) But wait, it´s levels, you ain´t reached this level (You ain´t reached this level, uh-uh)
I´m so high to the point I got propellers (I got propellers) I´m tryna tell you that I´m up (Up) Still´ll pull up at any time with my jewelry on in a big truck (Wow, big truck) Diamonds on my body hittin´ up like the jewelry man put a hit on ´em (Bling) He ridin´ ´round with a stick on it, but it sound like it´s a switch on it (Frrt) In the hood in the double-R with my jewelry swingin´ like Big Scarr (Long live Scarr, for real)
I still pull up in the gang way, I´ma keep it the same way I´m the same way, not even a thing changed, not even a thing, for real (Nope) Face card at least a mill´, can´t cry over spilled milk, eat the cereal
I still ain´t got opps in the ´vert, take a spin No tint on the window, you see what I´m sayin´ He can´t get no money, he need him a plan Throw rocks on my fingers, ain´t hidin´ my hand He say he want shine, they gave him a tan Ain´t take much of nothin´, just gave him a van He come from the mud, that made him a man They like how I pop it, that made ´em a fan They like how I rock it, this shit on demand This watch ´round my hand same price your advance He not with a band, the drum in his hand See I´m on the field in the quarterback stand This get out of pocket, throw work in the van They know who I am and they know I´m the man And they know what it is Got the heat in the party, the blower in here In a Lamb truck, click it and throw it in gear In the dark with my diamonds, they know I´m in here (Ice, ice, ice)
They say birds of a feather, they gon´ flock together (Flock together, brr) But wait, it´s levels, you ain´t reached this level (You ain´t reached this level, uh-uh) I´m so high to the point I got propellers (I got propellers) I´m tryna tell you that I´m up (Up) Still´ll pull up at any time with my jewelry on in a big truck (Wow, big truck) Diamonds on my body hittin´ up like the jewelry man put a hit on ´em (Bling) He ridin´ ´round with a stick on it, but it sound like it´s a switch on it (Frrt) In the hood in the double-R with my jewelry swingin´ like Big Scarr (Long live Scarr, for real)
First off, R.I.P. to Big Scarr (R.I.P.) I´m ridin´ in a new Lamborghini, but tell the truth, it´s my bitch car (Wow) Niggas be doin´ that big talk, put they numbers up to BigWalk (WalkDog) They say I only sign demons and I´m a devil, I need a pitchfork (Well, damn) 1017, 111, Trick City to Zone 6 I went from ´cross the bricks, now my shooters be totin´ legit sticks (Grrah, grrah) I went gold and platinum, my only goal was to get rich If you ain´t get it out the mud the way I did, then you won´t feel this (No) I don´t just talk, I live this, eat, breathe, and shit this And we don´t shoot civilians, we spare our women and children (True)
I´m ridin´ for these millions, I´m walkin´ down in these billions (Billies) It´s ain´t personal, it´s not business, get in your bag and not your feelings It´s Gucci
They say birds of a feather, they gon´ flock together (Flock together, brr) But wait, it´s levels, you ain´t reached this level (You ain´t reached this level, uh-uh) I´m so high to the point I got propellers (I got propellers) I´m tryna tell you that I´m up (Up) Still´ll pull up at any time with my jewelry on in a big truck (Wow, big truck) Diamonds on my body hittin´ up like the jewelry man put a hit on ´em (Bling)
He ridin´ ´round with a stick on it, but it sound like it´s a switch on it (Frrt) In the hood in the double-R with my jewelry swingin´ like Big Scarr (Long live Scarr, for real)