Yeah, yeah
(Lucent made it)
Yeah
Quando Rondo (QRN)
(Yo Vicky)

Money in my britches, I´m saggin´, my mama don´t like it
I´m swagin´, but fuck it, I´m keepin´ my ratchet
I ran up some cabbage, them trenches, the bricks wrapped in plastic, you want it, come get it, we taxin´
Them pistols be clappin´, we rollin´ ´em up in a Swisher or Backy, you know that we happy what happened
These niggas claimin´ they heart be so cold when be rappin´, but really be hoes and be cappin´

Rappin´ and trappin´, an entrepeneur
Clean my shoe with a napkin, I came out the sewer (Grrah)
Assassination had came off the loot
Fuck all that waitin´, like Nike, just do it

Watchin´ Ziggy and Peezy whippin´ Martha Stewart
Infiniti 20, had to 22 it (Skrrt)
These niggas, they envy, glizzy, up and shoot it
I´m rockin´ Fendi, speakin´ to the jeweler
Touchdown like I´m playin´ for Dallas
My nigga came home, then went right back to trappin´
I fuck the baddest bitches from Atlanta
I feel like the baddest bitches from Savannah
Yellow interior Hellcat mustard
Try to come and catch up, I don´t fuck with you busters
I´ma put up a bucket
All in fourth quarter, I´m hittin´ the buzzer
Skinny nigga, but I got plenty muscle

Got a plug, that´s a Migo, I take off, no rocket
R.I.P. Takeoff, I´m keepin´ my rocket

Tryna get me some kilos to put on my partner
I came up from zero, breakin´ in apartments
I can´t change up on Leaky Loco, that´s my partner
Single somethin´, you really know ´cause we got choppers
I can´t put on no Jeezy song, really he ain´t solid
He say, "Fuck the loyalty," to make a profit
And if you ain´t loyal, I don´t want you ´round
I know you can´t afford what I´m whippin´ through town
Love to wear Dickies suits when I´m gettin´ off pound
Walk in Saks with the crew, leavin´ out, drip or drown
Not the regular boots, this the new YSL
Got a stretcher for you when he walk out that cell

I´ma spend all these blues on the bags of Chanel
Fuck it, spin they whole crew, we gon´ really bring hell

Rappin´ and trappin´, an entrepeneur
Clean my shoe with a napkin, I came out the sewer (Grrah)
Assassination had came off the loot
Fuck all that waitin´, like Nike, just do it
Watchin´ Ziggy and Peezy whippin´ Martha Stewart
Infiniti 20, had to 22 it (Skrrt)
These niggas, they envy, glizzy, up and shoot it
I´m rockin´ Fendi, speakin´ to the jeweler
Touchdown like I´m playin´ for Dallas
My nigga came home, then went right back to trappin´
I fuck the baddest bitches from Atlanta
I feel like the baddest bitches from Savannah

Yellow interior Hellcat mustard
Try to come and catch up, I don´t fuck with you busters
I´ma put up a bucket
All in fourth quarter, I´m hittin´ the buzzer
Skinny nigga, but I got plenty muscle

Gangster, the way, you should take it
R.I.P. to my pocket, they filled with dead faces
Burn a sack off the car, we not catchin´ no cases
Swerve the ´Cat off the lot, should´ve looked at they faces
.38 that revolver, it´s keepin´ the cases
All these commas keep comin´, it´s stuck in the basement
Pullin´ up on your corner, we servin´, no waitress
Chopper go, "Duh-duh-duh," make it sound like Fantasia

All these black and white diamonds, they think that I´m racist
You a rat, black and white, I done read all the pages
Bitch, I´m one of the hardest, that ain´t no debate shit
I´m one of the artists that´s uppin´ the laser
No time for waitin´, I want it, I get it
Fuck all the patience, I got that on riches
Gotta put on my mask ´cause I know I´m the sickest
I know I´m the illest, I know I´m the trillest

Rappin´ and trappin´, an entrepeneur
Clean my shoe with a napkin, I came out the sewer (Grrah)
Assassination had came off the loot
Fuck all that waitin´, like Nike, just do it

Watchin´ Ziggy and Peezy whippin´ Martha Stewart
Infiniti 20, had to 22 it (Skrrt)
These niggas, they envy, glizzy, up and shoot it
I´m rockin´ Fendi, speakin´ to the jeweler
Touchdown like I´m playin´ for Dallas
My nigga came home, then went right back to trappin´
I fuck the baddest bitches from Atlanta
I feel like the baddest bitches from Savannah
Yellow interior Hellcat mustard
Try to come and catch up, I don´t fuck with you busters
I´ma put up a bucket
All in fourth quarter, I´m hittin´ the buzzer
Skinny nigga, but I got plenty muscle