Look, bustin´ out the lick and now I got it, bitch, I´m re´d up I will never run off on the plug they got me keyed up
Bankin´, it´s so many Franklins in my shit, you think a nigga know Aretha (Yeah, uh) Bustin´ out the lick and now I got it, bitch, I´m re´d up
Drive You Crazy
I´ma, I´ma go easy on you niggas I´ma go easy
I´m lyin´, really comin´ for these niggas this time It´s a full-time job tryna keep ´em in line Yeah the full court pressure, givin´ niggas the stretcher I could kill your whole team combined, who want pressure?
More than a nigga that´s ballin´, I need a Espy More than a Miami papi that´s on a jetski Ice on Wayne, whole chain on Gretzki When I start winnin´, don´t you rap niggas text me Grinnin´ at the view of your corpses in a fortress ´Bout to make Forbes list, everythin´ is gorgeous Indoor B-ball courts lit where the floor sit Still runnin´ shit like faucets in an orphanage Blog niggas gettin´ they core clicks off of whore shit Rap niggas all at they peak, I got the door slit On star island, cigar smilin´ Drive a couple miles south hit the beach, bitches start wildin´ I done came from the cop car sirens, block ball violence
Bunch of lil niggas stealing hot cars wildin´ Tops chopped off ´til the cops start wildin´ and the cop cars find us Must you remind us, wintertime climates Slickest set of "set up" bitches that try to line us I have no infatuation with niggas Only made the money cum, I´m masturbatin´ the digits Matter fact I´m on tour inflatuatin´ the figures Used to be in low income, now see the show, income Shit would make you sick, meanin´ of a gross income I deserve every dollar here and then some And I pray I never dress like y´all Only bird on my shirt is when I press that raw It´s umbrellas on my sweater for bitches thats under weather
Blowin´ kisses at the cheddar when I test that jaw I, never lose, never snooze, crackin´ Crystal sippin Yaught pimpin´ on another cruise Foreign model from another niggas pedestals On the top, clock tickin´ on you other dudes Think I´m typin´ in a site with all these W´s Only watchin out for dough and niggas busting moves My drive crazy, I-80 in a Lamborghini screamin´ "Rock-a-bye-baby" Bad bitch just touched down, she Tom Brady Me I´m Tom Ford, there´s more to the Concord I been in the jungle, nigga, broke and on my last You was on the feet, nigga, I was on my ass You was in the sheets, nigga, I was on the ave You was in the class nigga, I was on the dash
Hustlin´ in corners, swearin´ I was a goner Welcome to the USA, I was a foreigner Fame was a beautiful bitch, so I joined her Came now I´m lookin´ for chips, get the coin up I remained, all summer all fall Still gettin´ money when the wheels fall off Real ass nigga even when it´s called off Real ass nigga even when it´s called off, my nigga