Cal on the beat
Yuh, I’m in the coupe and I’m doin 160
No point in life if you not bein risky
Just rolled it up, now we blowin that sticky
Act like a kid, but I don’t watch no disney
Met her tonight, say she’s down to get frisky
Spit so much heat on the beat it get crispy
Downed the whole bottle, I felt a lil tipsy
How I’m not dead yet is always a mystery
Franklins and Jacksons, I’m not talking history
Shots all around, don’t know how they could miss me
Send em right back, pop you right in your kidney
Just watch your tone, don’t want me to get shitty
When I’m around, guaranteed to get litty
Movin so fast might think I’m in a marathon how I be runnin this city
Kicks on my feet, yuh
Send her a text and delete, yuh
I run these streets, yuh
Turn your boys into fresh meat, yuh
My dogs gotta eat, yuh
Promise they all gonna feast, yuh
You wanted a piece, yuh
Fold your boy just like a crease, yuh
Kicks on my feet, yuh
Send her a text and delete, yuh
I run these streets, yuh
Turn your boys into fresh meat, yuh
My dogs gotta eat, yuh
Promise they all gonna feast, yuh
You wanted a piece, yuh
Fold your boy just like a crease, yuh yuh
Yeah
Run up my pockets until they get bigger
Run up my pockets til I make a figure
Run up on me and get shot in the liver
Passin out drinks, I prefer liquor
Tear it apart, like it’s a sticker
Crew full of stars, like the big dipper
Keep her around, cause she a gripper
Goofy b#tch, please start makin some sense
Auto bankroll, now I’m flooded with checks
You outta pocket, learn how to handle success
You gonna fold when you standin in front of the press
Money comin in I push em out
They comin back but I don’t want em now
Try to stop, but I don’t know how
Only with the boys I run around
Tellin all your friends, you want clout
Music like my gas I like it loud
Workin daily got my bankin down
Kicks on my feet, yuh
Send her a text and delete, yuh
I run these streets, yuh
Turn your boys into fresh meat, yuh
My dogs gotta eat, yuh
Promise they all gonna feast, yuh
You wanted a piece, yuh
Fold your boy just like a crease, yuh
Kicks on my feet, yuh
Send her a text and delete, yuh
I run these streets, yuh
Turn your boys into fresh meat, yuh
My dogs gotta eat, yuh
Promise they all gonna feast, yuh
You wanted a piece, yuh
Fold your boy just like a crease, yuh yuh
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