Its like 2 o'clock in the studio Backed up on the leaks but my shit grasping I'm back on you niggas though I gots this 55 thousand so we gon do it like this Uh, Hussle nigga One take 2 Look, uh Mac 11 on my dresser drawer Model bitches like "Nipsey what's the weapon for?" Niggas tryna take, I give em nothin' less than war So what's understood there is no explanation for Put the box in concrete, then put the safe in floor Extra thick carpet, that's what we made it for Young niggas gettin' money is what I make it for Play this out your range rover and Mercedes door Uh I graduated from havin' haters Now I see it all as fake love, so don't congratulate us And thank god for my imagination I seen the vision, i'm in it, and now i'm after greatness I know that god got me so I practice patience Most the time I look inside and Find the answers waitin' Tryna change my life but it's aggravating

You know I just bought another shovel This shit we buried a lot of bags, you dig? (Wheezy beats) All this drip on me (Pluto) Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah) Keep it on me like ID (Future) Ain't no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Freebandz) Yeah, trappin' out the Wraith in the winter, yeah (What you doin'?) I'm trappin' out the Wraith in the winter You can't control my temper (facts) I'll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her) I'll make it look that simple (simple) Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah) I keep a house out in Ember (yeah) I got them racks in my denim (yeah) I let my dog out the kennel (swear) Patek or Phillippe on my drip (drink) Yeah, yeah, and she don't want me to sip (pour up, pour up) It's too much jealousy, niggas can't ever be real (can't) I caught a felony, nigga, wasn't none of you here (hold on) I work every day at this sh, like it can all disappear (swear) I pray every day by this sh, when I go jump on a Leer (Super) God protect me from all of the bogus of niggas, rogue us Yeah, water me down like Pacific, my watch and my chain, my rings Yeah, all the drip on me, I had to go change my name (yeah) I came from Lil' Mexico, this shit ain't gon' ever be the same (Freebandz) I fuck her on the every day, but she ain't gon' ever get claimed All this drip on me (Pluto) Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah) Keep it on me like ID (Future) Ain't no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Freebandz) Yeah, trappin' out the Wraith in the winter Yeah, I'm trappin' out the Wraith in the winter You can't control my temper (facts) I'll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her) I'll make it look that simple (simple) Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah) I'm whippin' the Rover out (skrrt) I got a plastic FN, a lil' under four pounds (woah, woah) I send a jet to Miami to pick up his old pounds (O's, get it) My bro got the shout it the long way Repeat while you rollin' 'round (gotta repeat) I'm doin' the same thing (you dig) Lickin' molly like ramen (R.I.P.) Getting head on the private plane Cost me 23 thou' like LeBron James (LeBron James) Might put me some gators on And get in the 'Lac and just blow the brains (blow the brains) I fuck on her face I came fast like when Sonic came, oh, oh Get on my level, dawg I just want some rest, I'm just tryna ball (just tryna ball) I spend a couple milli', on my nigga behind the wall (the chain gang) I teach him the Feds are comin' (the band gang) Don't say nothin' at all (don't say nothin' at all) I got some chips on me (you dig?) It's on my hip on me All this drip on me (Pluto) Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah) Keep it on me like ID (Future) Ain't no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Freebandz) Yeah, trappin' out the Wraith in the winter, yeah (What you doin'?) I'm trappin' out the Wraith in the winter You can't control my temper (facts) I'll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her) I'll make it look that simple (simple) Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Yeah Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches Plug talk, I can put you on Hundred bags of gas, get 'em gone Made a couple digits off a phone Diss me, I won't put you in a song All my youngins put in work They gon' put you on a shirt The last nigga got murked I prayed about it at church All I think about is drinkin' syrup I been gettin' faded, poppin' Percs All my diamonds water, you can surf Porsche 911, it's a vert Oh they doin' that, I did it first Fuck, you give me ten for a verse Nightmares, I'm gon' be the worst All my problems, put 'em in a hearse Fuck her good, buy that bitch a purse Eat the pussy, blame it on the Perc' Nigga you was rappin', you a jerk I was really trappin', nigga servin' Quarter million, put it in the air Grover called me, told me that it's there Rich nigga rockin' Moncler Change of plans, I ain't playin' fair Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy I rock Givenchy, I do this shit for a living The narcs in the hood, they been trippin' All in my business, so all my rental cars tinted Boy I ain't been broke in a minute, I swear I been gettin' it Still sendin' packs to the prison Run the money all the way up, wonderful feeling Bust down Rollies came from scratch Catch a nigga slipping, do him bad Take a nigga's shit, won't give it back Half a bag, get a nigga whacked Wreck the Masi, go and get a Jag Hellcat goin' real fast Fuck 12, I ain't goin' back Do it for the shit I never had Niggas droppin' salt 'cause they mad They don't wanna see me with a bag A lot of times, I just wanna spazz But I fall back and just laugh I won't let you trick me out my spot Niggas having pressure 'bout a thot These bitches lovin' the crew We take 'em down by the two Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag Look at my drip, my drip, my swag I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches I came from rags to riches I fuck the baddest bitches

Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Don't you fuck with me, buddy, you could meet the Fockers When I pop it off, call me Orville Redenbacher I be cookin' up, I'm the young Betty Crocker (ooh) Gravy piped your mom again, wow, what a shocker Hannah Montana I got the juice, I got the Fanta I got the juice like a banana I got the juice like Tropicana I make gas, I got gelato I'ma splash, I'm like a bottle Got pizazz like it's my motto I'm tryna pull up on Nelly Furtado, and then I'ma smash (smash) Gravy got your boo though She sittin' in my jacuzzi (ooh) I think I need a few more Yeah, and if you got the Henny Pour it up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Yup, she said, "Yup", I said, "Yup" I pull (up), I clap (yup, yup, yup) Baby (I'ma hit it, baby) And if that bitch can clip her seatbelt On the first try, then she ain't my type (I need a thicky!) Gravy need a bitch with a ass so fat That it makes it hard to live her life (goddamn) And I'ma get the bands even if I don't want to If you smell like Black & Mild's, baby, I don't want you Gravy got the drip and the cheese like I'm fondue All of y'all been on one, congrats, bitch, I'm on two And she call me Papa Johns I got the sauce, baby Get the fuck off my lawn Now get lost, baby! Bitch, I feel like Boss Baby mixed with Jack Frost 80 bitches in my crib Runnin' through 'em, Randy Ross, baby Ooh Pussy Gravy Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby"

Bussin'! Gravy, Y2K, that's bussin' Ouh Said I wasn't gonna hit? Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Shawty said she clean? (Huh) Uh, suspect Double wrap 'cause the ass rambunctious (rambunctious) Hair? Luscious Said she out my league, but I did her justice Lil' momma suck it up like she Kirby Horses in the whip like the Kentucky Derby (giddy up) I don't play golf, but I stay with the birdies Bitch I'm dumb cold, call me Mr. McFlurry Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Ran off with your bitch, I said "vamoose" (Who?) Fresh as hell, always in a tan suit Spittin' rhymes, gettin' dimes, call me Dr. Seuss Feel like lucky charms, bitch I got a pot o' loot Fuck that, runway I wear a gap Ghostride, one way, Cadillac Eat fresh, Subway with the pack Sippin' tea, with your love, young chap (shut the fuck up) Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit, woah) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'!