Intro/hook [0:13 – 0:39
These n#gg#s so fake they lie homie
Got a new b#tch and she’ll die for me
I got two Glocks for dat lil phony
I got big guap like I own Sony
I ain’t trippin no more about lil sh#t
Man I’m goin up like a candlestick
And I ain’t Comin down boy it’s infinite
Watch they jaw drop cause I’m doin this
Smokin on good gas with that taint sh#t
I rock dat CDG from that saks fifth
I let yo b#tch on in my Adlibs
I led yo b#tch on and I’m smashin
I’m goin to the top gotta manifest
I always thank God for that new bless
I always thank God for that blue check
Gotta go up gotta manifest
Verse[0:40 – 1:07
I grind hard on the daily
That dry hate dont phase me
That sh#t really motivating
I must be intimidating
When I get the back imma dip
Ain’t leavin no trail in these ricks
I got yo main b#tch in my sh#t
She blowin my phone bro wit dese pics
Man I’m done wit all that b#llsh#t
Tryin focus on that mission
She see I’m on some cool sh#t
She tryin unbuckle my Simmons
Gotta b#tches on me goin wild
Got four of em in my car
I think I’m gettin used to that sh#t
I’m finna be a star
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