Verse 1
Yhung T.O.
Girl, your nigga don't wanna he know I'm clutching on
She know I'm really that nigga, she know I'm really official
We riding
Money all on my mental
Plus all the shit that I been through
If I shoot, I won't miss you
I'm sippin right now, so a nigga might nod
You making songs with niggas, you know they
Bitch I'm real I can never switch sides
Niggas speaking on my cousin, it's a murder when I find him
I'm what these niggas wanna be, baby
His whole style, he got that shit from me, baby
Tinted windshield, I can bairley see, baby
I aint hide from no nigga, girl, you know the streets made me
And I'm still in these streets, but these B's paid
And I sleep with the heat on a day
baby
Too elite, these geeks don't got a clue, baby
ChorusYhung T.O.
Let me show you what that paper worker do
I could invest in your business, buy that birkin too
These niggas fucking with them snitches, we gon murk 'em too
And these seats do massage, do get comfortable
We who these niggas aint fucking with
Lil nigga, get your money first, that's a butter bitch
I seen plenty niggas slip, on the road to get rich
And if you run into a sucker, then you posed to trick
Verse 2Lil Sheik
Posed to trick, you run into a sucker
Run it up, cause they aint gon love you if you aint having money
You supposed to be here when I need you, but you steady running
Bet he can't hold a hundred
Told the plug to front me ten bags, if he really trust me
That's what he did, he gave me twenty, and I flipped it
I'm a wizard, ride around with snitches
How you got a chain but you aint gang?
I promis all you niggas lame
I set the city on fire, speaking on name
I do the same
I just copped the rolie with the Range
What we in today? The jag or the Benz?
with a beam, I hit my target up the street
Then keep my distance shoot the market up this week
They shot my brother, so he sliding every week
Load the dracs and serious
be outside when I'm tryna creep
ChorusYhung T.O.
Let me show you what that paper worker do
I could invest in your business, buy that birkin too
These niggas fucking with them snitches, we gon murk 'em too
And these seats do massage, do get comfortable
We who these niggas aint fucking with
Lil nigga, get your money first, that's a butter bitch
I seen plenty niggas slip, on the road to get rich
And if you run into a sucker, then you posed to trick
