Celebrate (feat. Rich Homie Quan) - DaBaby & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

I love the way you keep them heels on Hair ain't yours but it's paid for and it's real long Show them tattoos when you switch it up With your jays on And you got an ass so fat that I can't help but feel on And You keep it real when it comes to having sex Girl you don't ever flex Long as I fuck you good You ain't worried bout what's next That's why I keep you here You ain't like them other hoes Cause you the fucking best Just in case you didn't know Cause you ain't got A half a million dollar condo And you ain't got A hundred thousand dollar car But you got a billion dollar body Trust me I know You keep it hood no matter where you are Cause you come from the ghetto Love em from the ghetto You're the type of girl I like That's why I keep you right you off the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Ain't afraid to let it show Baby, gone and let them know You are the ghetto Let them know, you from the ghetto Better let'em know Girl you are the ghetto Better let'em know Better let'em know You are that G-H-E-TT-O You hold it down And you never let them haters Come around, girl that's why I keep you on speed dial Just in case some shit get bad Keep that ratchet in your bag Got a little cash Just in case I need you If they lock me down I know I'd see you That's without a doubt I know you understand how it go But you're down for the ride That's why I still keep you by my side Cause you ain't got A half a million dollar condo And you ain't got A hundred thousand dollar car But you got a billion dollar body Trust me I know You keep it hood no matter where you are Cause you come from the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Girl your the type I like That's why I keep you right you off the ghetto Love em from the ghe... o Ain't afraid to let it show Baby, go on let them know You are the ghetto Let them know, you from the ghetto Better let'em know Girl you are the ghetto Better let'em know Better let'em know You are that G-H-E-TT-O She G-H-E-TT-O My little buddy, my little hoe Been fucking with her since I was in high school She had my heart and secrets too She was born and raised in the projects Never listen what other guys said She been going though shit I can tell, because her eyes red Her Heart hurt it been beat up I wanna Start up but don't mislead ya I cry my heart like the pledge alligence I give my all if you don't leave me She G-H-E-TT-O I love that shit Cause you never see her with money Don't mean she broke Yeah Shawty down my pimping Shawty know how it goes Shawty know her position And shawty play her role Got August in here with me And I could rap it acapella I fuck with you lil baby Even though you from the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Girl you the type I like That's why I keep you right you out the ghetto Love em from the ghetto Ain't afraid to let it show Baby, gone and let them know You are the ghetto Let them know, you from the ghetto Better let'em know Girl you are the ghetto Better let'em know Better let'em know You out that G-H-E-TT-O

S-O I need like ten Aye, Aye I need like ten (Big money up top), I need like ten (Give it to me when I walk in) I need like ten (That's a whole lot of profit), I need like ten for it Okay, Okay I need like ten (On the backend), I need like ten (Nine plus one) I need like ten (I'm talking about a falcon), Gimme like ten for it Ten, Ten, Ten, (Okay), How much you talking baby Ten, Ten, Ten, (That Right Too), Tell me what you need shawty Ten, Ten, Ten, (Rich Homie Baby) I fuck witchu cause you a Ten, Ten, Ten, Rich Homie Baby Might have like ten on me (TEN), That ain't really shit (Nah) Sudio what I'm in homie (OKAY), if I ain't in your bitch And you ain't blowing if you ain't put in on it (Uh-Uh), Cause I ain't into giving Fast lane how I'm living (Err), Ass I ain't tryna kiss it (LEHGO) Ten for a show, Ten for his ho (Whatcha talkin' bout Quan) I took a 5 off a 4, A ten to get the homie back (Ten) And I ain't tryna keep it low, Get high as I can go (LEHGO, LEHGO) And now I'm hiding in her throat, Need ten Don't try me with no 9 for a show, I be laughing at them prices (Hahaha) I need mine at the door, Better have it or else we fighting (RICH HOMIE BABY) Five plus five equals ten (THAT RIGHT TOO), That's what I need for a walkthrough [?] killed the management, Monte who you talk to I ain't gon' lie, I swear this shit here took off fast as hell (It did) Niggas saying we sound the same, Ain't no synonym (Woah) I think he lying, Bubble gum, I'm stacking M&M's (Okay Okay) That's the mills, Talking M's, Benjamin (That money baby) When I was ten, Lake Boys raised me (Yeah Yeah) Grandma got me in, Ten girlfriends, Talk to 'em daily (I did) They say I got touched (Yeah), Seven three make ten (TEN) I spend a lot of time stuntin', Head [?], I want ten (LEHGO) I spent like ten at the mall, Ten on your broad Horsing around, I spent ten on my balls, Ten just in draws (That Polo baby) Can't take no five, Six sevens eights or nines I need ten on the spot, No matter the place how much to show yo face

Yeah, ay, okay Daylight (Daylight) Know what she into, know what bae like (Know what bae like) Only fucked her twice, don't know what she taste like (What she taste) I fuck her rough, she tell me play nice, play nice, but I can't I got that Glock and it's on me, but this ain't play time I told my bitch "If she want me, she gotta make time" Don't listen to bitches, can't hear it through the grapevine Fake guys, they try, but they can't stop me 'cause they lyin' Ay, I woke up said my prayers Smoked a blunt, I gotta stay high (Gotta stay high) Came a long way from breakin' in houses I used to live the take life (I used to live the take life) Turned my life around and I swear it made me Feel good inside (It made me feel good inside) Yeah, ay, if you want it, you gotta get it (Go, go, go, get it) If you started on the come up, you gotta finish (You gotta finish) Used to dream about some money Had it on my wish-list (On my wish-list) I was taking out change, dimes, quarters, pennies I don't know if he is a witness, I might have to kill him Every hundo that we get, yo7u know we gotta conceal it I made falling off look cool 'cause I got these millions (Millions) And I been that nigga since school, ask my auntie children, (yeah) They gotta feel this (yeah) I was broke, now I'm rich (yeah) Stuff a hundred thousand in my bitch pocket She can't sit down, she a walking lick now And I don't blame my opponents (Yeah) She got a thing for the homies I told bae don't wait on me 'cause I'll be home later by- Daylight (Daylight) Know what she into, know what bae like (Know what bae like) Only fucked her twice, don't know what she taste like (What she taste) I fuck her rough, she tell me play nice, play nice, but I can't I got that Glock and it's on me, but this ain't play time I told my bitch "If she want me, she gotta make time" Don't listen to bitches, can't hear it through the grapevine Fake guys, they try, but they can't stop me Baby, hold on Ay, I wanted to fuck you, but you made a nigga wait for so long And I hate when you listen to your friends They just need a lot to go wrong(lot to go wrong) But I hate to be the reason you cry (The reason that you cry) Ay, if you want it, come see me (See) Nigga, we was gettin' money when we was peewees (we peewees) I already fucked her twice, why she want a three-peat? She plugged me in that with work, so I call her riri I had to tell that bitch "Don't squirt, cause I know that's pee-pee" All this water, I might drown, looking like a deep sea And she said she not gon' turn up 'til she hear that Chief Keef You say you a vegetarian, but still a freak, freak I'm gon' make you switch your diet up, gon' make you eat meat Addies got me paying attention, ho, but you can't teach me Told that lil' boy, "Better stop playing me with, I'm no fefe" We been blinded by that money, that's the only thing we see We gon' keep grinding 'til it's Daylight (Daylight) Know what she into, know what bae like (Know what bae like) Only fucked her twice, don't know what she taste like (What she taste) I fuck her rough, she tell me play nice, play nice, but I can't I got that Glock and it's on me, but this ain't play time I told my bitch "If she want me, she gotta make time" Don't listen to bitches, can't hear it through the grapevine Fake guys, they try, but they can't stop me cause they lyin'

Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, QRN 13, I was thuggin' hard, by 14, off the porch 15, I was totin' pistols, by 16, up the road 17, I was writin' raps, goin' hard on every hook By 18 I was in the county, no money on my books Had to realize niggas say they ride but not to the very end Just to get my circle tight I had to cut off all my friends I told Shad fuck a bank account 'cause my shoebox, it got a few knots I live the thug life, no 2Pac, nigga try me, he get two shots If he a fuck nigga, I swear he get a few shots My neck and wrist so cold, I swear I need a flu shot Boilin' water, they like Quando Rondo too hot Why you tryna be something you know you not? I counted up ten racks just this morning Ridin' 'round in a Maybach, in a foreign I remember way back you was ignoring I'm preachin' like a pastor and y'all actors I get so high I pass the lord, and my team fly, no passport Anything lil shawty want, all she gotta do is ask for it And that pistol on me, I ain't never lackin' Nigga run up on me, swear to God I'm blastin' 'Bout to kill the game, it's closed casket, yeah yeah yeah Fifty thousand ain't nothin' to me 'Cause I can do that shit in my sleep, yeah 13, I was playin' ball, I was runnin' hard in my cleats, yeah 14, you couldn't tell me nothin' 'Cause I got my first piece of meat, yeah Pussy did something to me, ever since then I been a lil freak, yeah Free Major Brans, at 15 I was hangin' with ABG I was young as hell and I ain't know No better, so I started smokin' that weed By 16 I was skippin' class, I was bein' bad just because I got a girlfriend and she broke my heart but it was puppy love By 17 I started gettin' it and I started movin' a lil different But I did not know one day that I was gon' get some millions And by 18 I got a lil impatient, I barely had graduated 19, I had caught my first charge and I was facing, so much time By 20, I started reading books to expand my mind At 21, I had start prayin' 'cause God don't answer cries By 24, I had saved enough for a condo At 25, I was in LA like I'm Lonzo, Quando Rondo

Be quiet, bro, bro Yeah, this that shit here, man Nigga gon' feel, brah You know what I'm sayin', like I'm on a whole 'nother one, man I'm so content with the person I am I can give a fuck about what you think about me, honestly, bro Huh, as long as this Rollie tick, I'm good, man I got two bitches on call, no three-way You ain't cashed out, nigga, yeah, that's what the lease say Four, five bitches walkin' with me all from Pre-Bay No turntable, scratch that pussy like a DJ No disrespect to Mannie Fre' but go DJ Run that check up, a lotta niggas fled, D-Day Fuck her two times, every mornin' that's a replay Fuck her two times, every mornin' that's a replay Niggas are rollin' big, niggas are drama queen I be in between that money like I'm corn-beef Run it up and stack it, you makin' money backwards I'm throwin' nothin' but Jackson, rip it out the plastic These niggas actin', these niggas actors He ain't know his daddy, these niggas bastards These niggas hatin', these niggas leechin' Fuck that bitch and everybody know it when they see me Everybody know it, since I cut my hair I feel like everybody Quan, haha Fuck your feelin', everybody show 'em I don't care 'cause everybody know 'em The best nigga I got two bitches on call, no three-way You ain't cashed out, nigga, yeah, that's what the lease say Four, five bitches walkin' with me all from Pre-Bay No turntable, scratch that pussy like a DJ No disrespect to Mannie Fre' but go DJ Run that check up, a lotta niggas fled, D-Day Fuck her two times, every mornin' that's a replay Fuck her two times, every mornin' that's a replay Hundred choppers in the trunk, gas smellin' like a skunk Skinny jeans with a lump, some bankrolls, lil' nigga Offsets on my whip, yeah, you know I'm ridin' I ain't stuntin' that negative shit, so please don't kill my vibe I don't know what it's gone for one of y'all niggas understand They feelin' some type of way, when I walked in like the man I stuck to the strips, stayed down 'cause I had a plan I never let my left hand know what my right hand doin' I'm for real, these niggas are underestimatin' greatness I'm for real, these niggas could never kill or never take it from me All about that money If it ain't 'bout money then it ain't 'bout nothin', lil' nigga But I'm blowin' my money to keep these stacks clean Killin' these niggas like I'm vaccine You not Mad Max from choppers, you a Maxine Naw naw, you a crack fiend, mom dukes my black queen I just wanna stack this money up high I just wanna stack this money up high Talkin' so high, I feel like I can fly I'm talkin' so high, I feel like I can fly I got two bitches on call, no three-way You ain't cashed out, nigga, yeah, that's what the lease say Four, five bitches walkin' with me all from Pre-Bay No turntable, scratch that pussy like a DJ No disrespect to Mannie Fre' but go DJ Run that check up, a lotta niggas fled, D-Day Fuck her two times, every mornin' that's a replay Fuck her two times, every mornin' that's a replay Yeah, that's a replay, yeah, that's a replay Fuck her two times, yeah, that's a replay

I need to talk to Mike Laury Hello? It's Mike Laury I'm runnin' and I'm runnin', yeah (Dubba-AA Flex) Uh, my mama slime, my sister slime, my brother slime My daddy slime, yeah, he slime (Louie Bandz made another one) Ayy, now how you wanna do it? (How you wanna do it, nigga?) I'm in here (What you on for?) Ayy, 4KTrey, you know, free D-Dawg, nigga I'm on that same shit, nobody safe, look (This is the sound) Let's go Boom, baow, pussy bitch, don't try to run now Fuck nigga ain't have his head on I'ma make sure that these niggas hear me through they headphones I've been cooling But these pussy bitches just won't leave me 'lone (Look) Crack you in your shit just to see what's on your mind, huh (Bitch) I'm YoungBoy, YB Kayla, YBN, she slime Police on my ass, gotta watch the way I'm slidin' He acting hype, them slimes roll down and ease his mind, and yeah I pull up acting in a four door You would think my niggas with me in this bitch, but, boy, I'm solo And Meechie in the South but still'll come and kick your front door Bro geekin' off that soft, but wildin' out, bitch, if you don't know I'm telling you niggas, I drop a bag just to finish you niggas He think it's done, but that's his ass, I'm gon' get rid of you niggas At a show or anything, bitch, we gon' hit at you niggas I want 'em all, that's on my dawg, bitch, we gon' get at you niggas Peel your block and try to catch a nigga outside I'm thuggin' for real, I tell you, bitch, I cross the law line I'm 'bout mine, let's slang iron, Three run down with that Glock 9 Motherfuck if they clutchin', they all in trouble, I'ma bust mine Hold on, grew up in that fire, huh He came out a slime, huh He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die) Muthafuck who come behind, huh 'Cause bitch, we slangin' iron, huh Take his ass up top like high five, look Don't give a fuck 'bout who you call Or who come out of town The city know we step on shit, I'm slime Don't give a fuck 'bout who they 'round 'Cause we gon' get them all We ain't the ones to rep on bitch Check out my murder man dance, look Pull on side him, dump a hundred in the car (Boom, baow) Catch you slippin', then you ain't gon' see tomorrow (Uh-uh) This for Dump, behind him we dyin' hard (Uh) I go by top, get out your top, I draw the sword (Bitch, what up?) Everybody in here slimin' with a nigga, ayy They ain't on shit, they don't want no problem with a nigga, yeah These hoes ain't shit, I put a Remy on a pillow, yeah Mention an opp, I tell her stop until it build up (Bitch, dumb) Bro just wrote me in a message and I read it, what it said? He joced off you about your ex and then he dead (That nigga dead) I'm bangin' green but I get mad and leave all red I been that nigga, you gon' get that through your head Bitch, yeah Grew up in that fire, huh He came out a slime, huh He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die) Muthafuck who come behind, huh 'Cause bitch, we slangin' iron, huh Take his ass up top like high five, look Don't give a fuck 'bout who you call Or who come out of town The city know we step on shit, I'm slime Don't give a fuck 'bout who they 'round 'Cause we gon' get them all We ain't the ones to rep on bitch Check out my murder man dance, look Grew up in that fire He came out a slime He don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah (You gon' die) (This is the sound) Don't give a fuck who come behind 'Cause bitch we slangin' iron Take his ass up top like high five Don't give a fuck 'bout who you call Or who come out of town The city know we step on shit, yeah (We gon' kill them too) Don't give a fuck 'bout who they 'round (Nah) 'Cause we gon' get them all (All) We ain't the ones to rep on bitch

BJ on the beat, boy Why the temperature say 80 degrees And I'm the only one fuckin' cold in here? Maybe 'cause you're the only one with all these goddamn chains on You think? (Goddamn, BJ with another) 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass Follow who back? Tell the hoe follow me Plenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeans Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streets Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans Take a dub, get some 'woods from the store Actin' tough, put some wood on a hoe Plenty lumber, we be ridin' like some hunters In the jungle, in the neck of the woods with my bros Ask Patrol, I ain't never gon' fold When they go down, we gon' see who gon' froze And my chain on freeze Don't correct the way I speak, if I ain't fuckin' up my count Ayy, why you watching what I'm doin'? She took shots and won over Top I'm on a lap, but won't go overboard I'm feelin' her, she feelin' Lil Top He want someone else every time I get bored I'ma sin like I'm 'Sace, he play all the chords If you call out for help, I'll never ignore it Any diamond you want, I got caked up for it Wake up chasin' that money, we makin' up for it, yeah They wan' ride with the slime (Let's go) Ride with the, ride with the, ride with the slime She gon' take all the time for her to play with my mind She tryna fuck up my grind, ain't no way that nigga slime, ooh 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass Follow who back? Tell the hoe follow me Plenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeans Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streets Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans Car go, from a push of a button Gun go, from a look all of sudden I got money steady comin' as I'm spendin' every hundred Dead man by the bundle, you can join if you wanna Why she dissin' on a nigga? I ain't stuntin' on a hoe I got money, I said, I can transform any hoe Make a bitch 4K Trey, I'ma learn me a hoe Cut the grass for the snakes 'til the lawn motor blow 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass Follow who back? Tell the hoe follow me Plenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeans Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streets Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans For whoever tryna follow me (For whoever tryna follow me) In a safe location, close to sea (In a safe location, close to sea) Hidin' out on the beach, no, literally (Hidin' out on the beach, no, literally) Away from the drama It's just me and me and my 5th baby mama (5th baby mama) You don't want no problems Got that .45 up this bitch, that motor-stopper (That what Herm call it) They took red off the market, got six in the pint, for the 3K, I cop it Bought a watch like a 10K, the X what it sign for, I come out my pocket I had to make me some spiritual choices to knock off his noggin' I wanted some shit with more horses I went to the lot, had to widen the body Rich nigga shit, suck a rich nigga dick And don't tell nobody about it Cut you off like the hair on your twat Bitch, I got youngins, they ready to stop shit 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass Follow who back? Tell the hoe follow me Plenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeans Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streets Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans 13 hoes like Steve Nash Louis V duffle, keep the racks in the bag I'm tryna take the whole team in I got enough rooms for all they ass BJ on the beat, boy (Goddamn, BJ with another one)

PlayBoy on this bitch but he ain't playing I'm that Smoke a blunt of strong, tell me, is you with that? I'm just tyna get to know you baby, tell me where you getting at (I been that) And I can take your pain to the Neverland Too busy being wild Roll out, roll out, roll out Pull up then we show out Go up, rock out They pretend for the clout I am way too cool for y'all I only care 'bout myself I think I've seen a black cloud Okay, I walk in Looking around like where am I at? I just see the girl who's stuck in my head Tried to stay away but she reelin' me in We could have fun for the whole weekend Gotta thank God for the big backend We just had a whole new pack came in I just went and bought new Chanel lense Went on tour and I got new fans Real deal slime, got diamonds on my hands Real shooter time, I just made a hundred bands Lost one friend and I gotta advance Young rich nigga need to buy me some land Real gold digger, she don't need no man She so thick and the tone of her skin Make a nigga wanna try dating again Oh Holly, I'm so sorry You my only friend I feel you right onside me I never want this for the end Your energy keep on calling I pick up It seems like I can't keep 'em off me Roll out, roll out, roll out, roll out Pull up then we show out Go up, rock out They pretend for the clout I am way too cool for y'all I only care 'bout myself I think I've seen a black cloud Roll out, roll out, roll out, roll out Pull up then we show out Go up, rock out They pretend for the clout I am way too cool for y'all I only care 'bout myself I think I've seen a black cloud Real street nigga, why they hatin' on me? Tell me why I got this pain inside of me I tried to leave the beef alone, yeah honestly But I've been leaving niggas dead inside the streets Ohh Got them friends tryna bait us I say "hell nah" I'm like Holly All these fuckin drugs that I'm on I got blood running down my arms I don't wanna be alone They fucking fake the shit they say, it only make me stronger Cut out the tops now your dawgs done went missin' We clear out the block with a stick and a Glizzy We cut off her hair when she tryna commit it Interviewed by reporters while sittin' in the Bentley They know I did it while I'm rapping 'bout killing Truth for my city, I'ma say how I feel They say that nigga got several convictions You know how I'm coming, you know how we living Smoke a blunt, a strong, tell me, is you with that? I'm just tyna get to know you baby, tell me where you getting at I been that and I can take your pain to the Neverland Too busy being who I am Roll out, roll out, roll out, roll out Pull up then we show out Go up, rock out They pretend for the clout I am way too cool for y'all I only care 'bout myself I think I've seen a black cloud Okay

(I got Hitman on the beat) Uh (Top, nigga) Spin it, don't compare me to these broke-ass niggas I ain't never blow the whistle Still see all my hoes official Know I control it by buyin' all the stolen pistols, yeah Can't tell me shit 'bout nothin' he said He'll leave you dead, I know my nigga We make hot, exotic rentals When you see that window roll down Don't fight back 'til that pole sound This KelTec could knock hoes down Bitch, get up out the way Youngin 16 That's who we got with the Drac' and he ain't got no aim Uh, frontin' that frrt and blowin' flames We gon' fight these cases with tactics, we don't give no names 4KTrey pallbearers, gravediggers, free Five, they got my slime in chains Talk 'nough rah-rah, niggas These niggas gon' die they touch my fuckin' chain Umm hmm Kickin' shit, umm hmm I hit that bitch, umm hmm I kick my stick, umm hmm I'm with that shit, that umm hmm Got hella bats, umm hmm Big-ass gats, umm hmm Foreign whips, umm hmm My bitch got a big old ass, umm hmm Ha-ha, laughin', but I'll shoot you in your shit, hold up, baow, baow Take her, then I turn up your lil' bitch, hold up, wow, wow I came with it, make her scrape this extra water on my wrist I got the money, I'm juggin', I'm bouncin' I'm bootin', know nothin' 'bout no juggernaut I got them youngins, them hitters Them killers, you know they gon' turn this shit up a notch I got your ho and she bootin' I buy her a booty, she take 'em all to your spot I put your bitch on a mission She comin' back with it, I buy her Chanel, uh Bitch, I crash out with that semi, they gon' call 12 Do the dash from them, skrrt We don't stop for nothin', skrrt Hold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrt I'm a savage on these hoes I don't wait for nothin' We'll drive off for to split them on the road Kickin' shit, umm hmm I hit that bitch, umm hmm I kick my stick, umm hmm I'm with that shit, that umm hmm Got hella bats, umm hmm Big-ass gats, umm hmm Foreign whips, umm hmm My bitch got a big old ass, umm hmm Do the dash from them, skrrt We don't stop for nothin', skrrt Hold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrt I'm a savage on these hoes I don't wait for nothin' We'll drive off for to split them on the road Hold up, umm hmm, I'm with that shit Umm hmm, I kick my stick

(It's a Scalez track, ayy, tell 'em, "Run that back") Yeah, this Lil Top, nigga, huh You already know how I do it when I come I'ma spit some gangster shit to you You hear me? (Uh) Mama, I wanna tell you that I'm sorry for them hard times I know I'm selfish, but behind you, I stay on my grind Wish you can help me, but I'm sinnin', I need more money I need a blessin', I ain't been prayin', they don't wanna see me shine Jaz fed over these hoes, I ain't never grow into a man, yeah Four-five in my coat, try me at Coach, you know I'm sprayin' it This bitch plan on stayin' in my home, tryna find out where her man at All night, I drink lean with that bitch and pop Xanax Play with Top, nigga, have your Glock, nigga I come up straight from the block, me and Ten, we ran from cops, nigga Check out how I got that guap, baby, it won't stop, nigga Put switch on back of that Glock, hit him, have his body twitchin' Real gangster or a fake killer? Tell 'em, "Fuck with us" Had you front row at that funeral, nigga, wonderin' if we split 'em I ain't even squeeze that trigger, that's that fuckin' bag that hit him Four-door Magnum with a dirty .30, speedin' to the millions, bitch, get up with me Young rockstar, oh, my God I hope you out here late at night and got your right guide Ain't no surrender, kill the killers, we fill them eyes See street lights, that's a great way for the escape when it's late night Fuck these pussy niggas hatin' on me, yeah, I said it This is my testimony, yeah Know that I gotta keep my weapon on me I'm a felon, but I gotta keep protection on me I came out at night, I got these diamonds on me Bitches on me, know I can take it home with me Big .45 drum up on me with a beam I'ma put this bitch up on you, please don't run up on me (Oh) Save my soul Oh, I miss my old self (yeah) Save my soul Man, this bitch ain't no help (It's a Scalez track, ayy, tell 'em, "Run that back") Pull up in that Rolls, baby girl, I'm shinin', I'm shinin' I was broke, now, baby, I got money in my pockets Check my mama, bitch, I put them diamonds on her body What the problem? You know young nigga keep around a chopper Mama, I wanna tell you that I'm sorry for them hard times I know I'm selfish, but behind you, I stay on my grind Wish you can help me, but I'm sinnin', I need more money I need a blessin', I ain't been prayin', they don't wanna see me shine Fuck these pussy niggas hatin' on me, yeah, I said it This is my testimony, yeah Know that I gotta keep my weapon on me I'm a felon, but I gotta keep protection on me I came out at night, I got these diamonds on me Bitches on me, know I can take it home with me Big .45 drum up on me with a beam I'ma put this bitch up on you, please don't run up on me, no