We in this together like marshals
We avengers without bein’ marvel
Finna blow up, they start gettin’ startled
Money keep ringin’, i’m callin’ (no cap)
Lookin’ at ben, he a model
I be readin’ you n#gg#s like novels
Yes, i’m in love with the green, i ain’t awful (no cap)
Not like these n#gg#s, i’m different, but i be young so there’s ice in my veins (and what?)
Steppin’ in christian dior, there’s a puddle behind me, we leavin’ a stain (drip)
Thеy tryna get to my money, i ain’t goin’ for that, can’t be hangin’ likе cranes (oh yeah)
Hatin’ on n#gg#s you don’t even know, man, i’m wonderin’ what do you gain? (what the f#ck)
I’m servin’ packs like escobar, makin’ the money from strains (plugg)
These n#gg#s feds like nardwuar, so i
Gotta stay out the way (they feds)
Uppin’ my level, i raise the bar, tryna be best of the game (oh yeah)
Ridin’ ‘round town in yellow cars, doin’ a hundred in the lane
Patek gon’ shine in the dark
Ran up a check, when you n#gg#s gon’ start? (right now)
You really be krill, i’m the shark
Finna be hearin’ my name, leave a mark
Number one pick, ain’t no bust
Ballin’ so hard to the end like a crust (no cap)
Standin’ on business is a must
Tryna make cash, finna catch us a buzz (yeah)
No cap, no cap
No cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
No cap, no cap
No cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
No cap, no cap
No cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
No cap, no cap
No cap, no cap (no cap, no cap)
〈verse 2: babyface jay〉
Yeah, .45 on my hip
b#tch, i run up with that stick
n#gg# talkin’ he get hit
Put that boy up in the mix
Bro got caught up with a b#tch
Shoulda told him, “cop a stick”
Lil’ bro gone, that b#tch got sent
Poppin’ perkies, not, no fent’
Yes, i kill n#gg#s
Pull up, drill n#gg#s, i keep that steel, n#gg#
Chill, n#gg#, needa pop a pill, n#gg#
b#tch, how that feel, n#gg#?
Chill with real n#gg#s, yeah, the type that peel n#gg#s if they talkin’ ill, n#gg#
And there’s still n#gg#s, tryna hate on real n#gg#s so my gang finna deal with you (yeah)
Whole lotta money, whole lotta b#tches love me
Whole lotta shots is drummin’
Whole lotta dummies, whole lotta n#gg#s runnin’, whole lotta n#gg#s runnin’
f#ck out the way, i’m tryna get a bae
Made a hundred the other day
That’s another case ‘cause i shot a n#gg# face
Yeah, i swear that, that b#tch a lame
Got a hundred racks and i just touched another stack
Finna cop me another skat
Got another strap, but i just rolled another pack
Yeah, that n#gg# ain’t comin’ back
You know a n#gg# mad ‘cause i been on that n#gg# #ss
No, that n#gg# can’t get a pass
b#tch, i do the dash and i pull up and empty mags
But i bought a new fendi bag
(what up?) no cap, no cap
(what?, lil’ b#tch, let’s go) no cap, no cap
No cap, no cap
(gotta move ‘cause these choppas on my head) no cap, no cap
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