Ride me like a Yamaha, yea Dunk right on his hoe, yea Tommy hawk, yea And I'm having swag, yea Buy it off me Oooh buss right at his head put him in a coffin Whoa, Cali tree I hardly am coffin Oooh I remember back when I had lost it All, came back like a fucking zombie Ya, soak that in like a fucking spongy I can't inside if I can't take my gun All these bitches screaming they know I'm the one I will kill one of these fuck niggas for fun Duke my dog he wit me like muhfuckin hunts All my niggas wit me we gone run it up Use to be broke now we in them Bentley trucks I'm just trying to get money and live it up Keep my name out yo mouth if you don't make enough Oh, I'm tryna go gold And my boy shoot like a solider You will get clapped like magnolia You didn't know Why the fuck you a have a note Check my clothes No I can't tell you the sto' Bankroll bankroll bankroll bankroll I did a 40 for a show I did a 40 need some mo Need perks need mo' You on a xan you need some mo I just wanna sip lean till I'm on the floor sleep, eyes closed Ride me like a Yamaha, yea Dunk right on his hoe, yea Tommy hawk, yea And I'm having swag, yea Buy it off me Oooh buss right at his head put him in a coffin Whoa, Cali tree I hardly am coffin Oooh I remember back when I had lost it All, came back like a fucking zombie Ya, soak that in like a fucking spongy Use to be running and ducking on cops Trap In the spot you can run up a block Money over bitches don't need no thot Heard he was talking crazy point him out Duke the blue devil done ran up a knock Imma grinding till I hit the top Remember them days I was on the block Imma keep goin and they just want my spot Stay in my lane and I gotta keep goin Uno he wit me not shooting for fun Lil nigga but my pockets on Pun Diamonds they shining they don't I don't need no sun Pull up and hop out them niggas start running Flipping and turning that money like laundry Get off yo ass and go get you some money Run that shit up and you can't trust nobody Ride me like a Yamaha, yea Dunk right on his hoe, yea Tommy hawk, yea And I'm having swag, yea Buy it off me Oooh buss right at his head put him in a coffin Whoa, Cali tree I hardly am coffin Oooh I remember back when I had lost it All, came back like a fucking zombie Ya, soak that in like a fucking spongy

Talk to 'em! (Woo) I don't even know the bitch (know nothin') These niggas talkin' 'bout about the bankroll, ain't even show the shit, oh (show nothin') Ridin' with a heater, my fuckin' world is cold and shit (cold) Y'all niggas just be pillow talkin' to these hoes, you breaking the code and shit I'm just gettin' older (older) and wiser (wiser) Rollin' with the Airforce on tires (skrr, skrr) And I'm just rollin', rollin', rollin' She gon' keep it on the low like Otis We ain't tryna get her noticed We fuckin' on the low now (low now) Rockin' all these shows (shows, oh) Trap house get them lows out (lows out) Too high geeked, I dozed off I'm thе one that they chose now (chosе now) Everything I post, goes now (goes now) I'm stackin' it up for that rose now (rose now) We takin' chances, don't need no advance (need no advance) Daddy went and died, had pounds in the pantry (pounds in the pantry) I need a blunt, had a bitch with no panties (bitch with no panties) She hid the clip, boy, as soon as I'm landing (soon as I'm landing) Talkin' 'bout me but they ain't know my style (my style) Came from the bottom like what is the while? I really don't give a fuck where he from (he from) You told him, "Stick with them drums" Baby girl, you know you nice (know you nice) Came out the slum and I earned all my stripes (earned all my stripes) What I'm tryin' say is that we fuckin' tonight (fuckin' tonight) Niggas be hatin', they can't live my life (can't live my life) I been too bad, I might make her my wife (make her my wife) He in all black like a thief in the night (thief in the night) Everyday with me, she wantin' to pipe (wantin' to pipe) She say I hit it, that bitch was a lie Talk to 'em! (Woo) I don't even know the bitch (know nothin') These niggas talkin' 'bout about the bankroll, ain't even show the shit, oh (show nothin') Ridin' with a heater, my fuckin' world is cold and shit (cold) Y'all niggas just be pillow talkin' to these hoes, you breaking the code and shit I'm just gettin' older (older) and wiser (wiser) Rollin' with the Airforce on tires (skrr, skrr) And I'm just rollin', rollin', rollin' She gon' keep it on the low like Otis We ain't tryna get her noticed Put it down, baby, dance on the D, yeah (yeah) Need a bih 'bout it, yeah, this the V-12 Say your ex is a lame and he tryna keep up in the club and he fucked up in real Put my heart on my sleeve when I vibe with you (vibe) Glasses on, only eyes for you (the eyes) Buy you Prada 'cause I'm proud of you (proud) Put my pride to the side for you Be aggressive when I'm inside of you Na-na, we ain't takin' no L's (na-na) In Atlanta, we matchin' Chanel Double drank for this cash in the bail Give you my heart but I cannot chill Give you my heart but I cannot chill I got issues and I know it, baby Know I'm the future, feel like Rocky and you know it, baby 'Cause she know me and Duke, we was in the booth, red light, I'm elevated Watch how you pour my cup, lately I been goin' through things Talk to 'em! (Woo, yeah) I don't even know the bitch (I don't even know nothin') These niggas talkin' 'bout about the bankroll, ain't even show the shit, oh (show nothin') Ridin' with a heater, my fuckin' world is cold and shit (cold) Y'all niggas just be pillow talkin' to these hoes, you breaking the code and shit I'm just gettin' older (older) and wiser (wiser) Rollin' with the Airforce on tires (skrr, skrr) And I'm just rollin', rollin', rollin' She gon' keep it on the low like Otis We ain't tryna get her noticed

Yeah, yeah Matt, what up? Woah 6:30 AM, street life 48Hz Nonstop Yeah, yeah, they talkin' down on me And them niggas, they doubted me I really came from the hood You know that I'm a young prodigy Keep it two solid, my brothers, my brothers They tell me they proud of me If you my nigga, you say that you love me You better not lie to me Fuck on your bitch and I pass her back Don't wanna keep the bitch Hop in a foreign, these niggas so boring I don't need no key to switch You want that money, you better get up and go find it I'm makin' heat for the streets and my music be timeless Bust down a Rollie and that's perfect timing Lately, been on the low, I been grindin' I want this shit, I'm for real And I won't stop until I get a mil' I'm only runnin' with real Came from the bottom, I stood in the field These guns automatic, fully or semi I know that they envy, YSL trending Drip all the way from my head to my toes Remember them days I was kickin' them doors This is the life that I chose Look at they face, I pulled up in that Rove' Yeah, yeah, they talkin' down on me And them niggas, they doubted me I really came from the hood You know that I'm a young prodigy Keep it two solid, my brothers, my brothers They tell me they proud of me If you my nigga, you say that you love me You better not lie to me Fuck on your bitch and I pass her back Don't wanna keep the bitch Hop in a foreign, these niggas so boring I don't need no key to switch You want that money, you better get up and go find it I'm makin' heat for the streets and my music be timeless Street shit, keepin' it trill for 'em I kept it too real for 'em I fucked the lil' bitch and she famous Can't say shit, 'cause she still goin' Niggas can't come where I hang at, that shit'll get real for 'em She like to get fucked in her anus and like to get spit on Same money I spent on my pound Same money on them Rick Owens Talk about me when I'm not around And the same people ain't got shit goin' I'll knock your top off, I'm hot as hot sauce, yeah Took her to Top Golf Treat me like a mob boss when I'm with my gang Yeah, yeah, they talkin' down on me And them niggas, they doubted me I really came from the hood You know that I'm a young prodigy Keep it two solid, my brothers, my brothers They tell me they proud of me If you my nigga, you say that you love me You better not lie to me Fuck on your bitch and I pass her back Don't wanna keep the bitch Hop in a foreign, these niggas so boring I don't need no key to switch You want that money, you better get up and go find it I'm makin' heat for the streets and my music be timeless 48Hz Taking 'em down when I'm down Every time I gotta hang around them killers Every time I gotta hang around them killers Every time I gotta hang around them killers

Clock is ticking once you one two three Time is over, time too leave Close your hands and pray for me Close my eyes and fall asleep Sleep can take your whole life away Dreams can turn into a nightmare Sleep can take your whole life away Dreams can turn into a nightmare Why you looking over there (uh) Why you looking over there (aye) Why you looking over there (aye) Why you looking over there You look in despair You look in despair (yeah you look in despair) Please pray for me (uh) God is coming to fetch my soul (uh) Lord please forgive me for all the stuff I said (uh) I understand what I done is wrong (uh) Lord please forgive me I understand I am wrong Lord please understand I'm tired of this hell Lord please come fetch me I am tried of this hell I understand what I done is wrong Lord please forgive for all of the sins (pray for me) I love you god please forgive me Go down on my kness and I beg for mercy Lord understand that I'm with you for ever (yeah) (eh) Wandi you got this (Road to Heaven) Why you looking over there (uh) Why you looking over there (looking over there) Why you looking over there (looking over there) Why you looking over there (look there) You look in despair (despair) You look in despair (yeah you look in despair) Yeah you look in despair I can feel it in the air Just pray to god he will clear up the air Just pray to god you will get some cartiers And not cardiac arrest Just pray to god he will clear up the air Just pray to god you will get some cartiers And not cardiac arrest And not cardiac arrest Sleep can take your whole life away Dreams can turn into a nightmare Sleep can take your whole life away Dreams can turn into a nightmare

(Yeah) Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) Flooded watch, drop top (Skrrt) Fuck 12, fuck the opps (Okay) Wrist broke (Whip, whip) in the pot Selling rocks (Okay), on the block (Okay) Put up guap, sending shots At your top (Okay), fuck you thought? (Okay) Fucking thots, watch 'em flock Off-white seats (Okay), Off-white socks (Okay) 1800 for a pair of jeans, that's okay I got money, I give all my shooters good pay Headshot with a infrared beam from far away Long as it don't come back to me, I think it's okay Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) We the wrong niggas to run to, put cake in a funnel Lil' bitch fuck for the bundle Put a Glock in the console, yeah Why the bitch wanna say my name on the gram? Ho, relax (Ho, relax) I beat my gun case Three, four times, can't hold me back (Rrra) And you can never hang around if you owe me racks (If you owe me racks) And I'm not talkin' about navigation I'm with NAV (And I'm with NAV) And I was hangin' in Chiraq, dope on the ave (Gang) And if you sliding with them killers, grab that mask (Turn up) And she be driving on the road, coke in her ass (Yeah) And that first time robbing the plug We ain't coming, no cash (Yeah) Trackhawk 2018, do the dash (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Ain't give no money so he try to put me on blast, yeah Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay)

(Four packets) Maybach parked outside Take up two parking spots Barely old enough to drive I been gettin' way too high Livin' large, livin' large, livin' large, livin' large Everybody livin' large Livin' large, livin' large, livin' large, livin' large Everybody livin' large Started from the bottom, now the condo so big I don't see nobody Pink toes, long hair, runnin' 'round the lobby Livin' large every day like I hit the lottery, livin' large Five star restaurants Watchin' Floyd fight, we in the front Hawks game, we on the floor Niggas' bitches dirty bird me, Julio Take my dogs all around the globe Shooters with me, they go everywhere I go Stickin' to the code, ain't gon' never fold I'ma stand up like a man, that's what I was told Hoppin' off a plane fresh as fuck, screamin', "Free Steve" We done had a damn good year, you wouldn't believe I done counted a whole million cash with my bare hands Dashboard say two twenty-five, I'm 'bout to do it Percocet and molly on my ass, I'm 'bout to lose it We been countin' cash for three hours, gettin' to it I don't care if they never found the body, I don't watch the news So much money on the floor like we just left a move Shoot-outs in broad day with the cops Nigga it ain't safe on my block (it ain't safe on my block) Nigga came a long way from rocks I can not go home without the guap We got Glocks tucked in the stash spot We don't stop at stop signs, I'ma keep going Man they killed my dawg over nothing, we was too cool Remember gettin' that J to check us in when we was in high school Hellcat goin' real fast Hopin' I don't crash, I'm just tryna stay focused