Turn me up
Yeah, what, hello? [Yeah]
Hop off a wigga jet, ain’t even his
b#tch #ss junkie, he owe me sh#t
Rich #ss junkie, that ain’t him
I’m gon’ f#ck on all these b#tches
I’m gon’ f#ck on all these b#tches
Yeah, pull out, can’t have kids
Yeah, pull up, the f#ck is this?
Got these hoes playin’ peekaboo [Peekaboo
Catch you slippin’, I’ma go sneak a boo
My car be yellow, the headlights red, that b#tch be lookin’ like Pikachu [Skrrt
b#tch suckin’ dick, make her drool
Might even nut in her pool
Walk around with forty jewels
All my diamonds icy, man, I’m feelin’ so cool
My b#tch got keys to the car [Skrrt
But it’s not a push-to-start [Push-to-start, push-to-start
Man, I go so hard [Huh
All my chains filled with charms, yeah [Ayy, ayy
b#tch, you know I got bars, yeah [Woo
I’ma go up to the charts, yeah [Up to the—], yeah [What
I had to ice out my charm [Yeah], yeah [Huh
I had to ice out my arm [Ayy
My b#tch got keys to the car [Skrrt
But it’s not a push-to-start [Push-to-start, push-to-start
Man, I go so hard [Huh
All my chains filled with charms, yeah [Ayy, ayy
b#tch, you know I got bars, yeah [Woo, yeah
I’ma go up to the charts, yeah [Up to the—, yeah], yeah [What
I had to ice out my charm [Yeah], yeah [Huh
I had to ice out my arm [Ayy]
I’ll do whatever for my gang
Sayin’ they love me, don’t know my name
Ain’t worried ’bout it, let it bang
n#gg# don’t know I come straight from the streets
Yeah, I came straight with the heat
Yeah, n#gg#, I’m spittin’ my flame
Yeah, rich and I be buyin’ ’em rings
Yeah, no, you can’t get nothin’
Yeah, n#gg#s so mad, they bluffin’, thirty-eight shots ain’t nothin’
I shoot like I’m Scotty Pippen with Hawkeye precision
You n#gg#s know I don’t do no missin’
Don’t do no talkin’, I ain’t for the chit-chat
Go pop a Tic Tac and go talk to God about it
I gotta ball ’cause I’m way too autopilot
Yeah, these n#gg#s say I’m on “flight mode”
I got money, I just let go
Pull up on n#gg#s, I feel like the G.O.A.T
Diamonds on me, b#tch, you know how it go
Sayin’ she love me, I said “oh no”
Look at me runnin’, I run to the bros
I got this money, you know how it goes, yeah, yeah, yeah
I drive fast, I switch my lanes
Don’t give a f#ck, I ’bout that thing
n#gg#s say he gon’ hop out, bang
Don’t give a f#ck, like what you sayin’?
My b#tch got keys to the car [Skrrt
But it’s not a push-to-start [Push-to-start, push-to-start
Man, I go so hard [Huh
All my chains filled with charms, yeah [Ayy, ayy
b#tch, you know I got bars, yeah [Woo
I’ma go up to the charts, yeah [Up to the—], yeah [What
I had to ice out my charm [Yeah], yeah [Huh
I had to ice out my arm [Ayy
My b#tch got keys to the car [Skrrt
But it’s not a push-to-start [Push-to-start, push-to-start
Man, I go so hard [Huh
All my chains filled with charms, yeah [Ayy, ayy
b#tch, you know I got bars, yeah [Woo
I’ma go up to the charts, yeah [Up to the—], yeah [What
I had to ice out my charm [Yeah], yeah [Huh
I had to ice out my arm [Ayy]
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