Mm-mm Ayy Yeah, ayy, ayy I have way too many people wanna wait Ayy, still be puttin' people in their place, do ya hear me? My youngins in the field every day Ayy, they still in the field bustin' plays, do ya hear me? We got guns, you got guns, we got clips (ayy) Baby we could start a party in this bitch, do ya hear me? Heard a lot of niggas tried and they missed (ayy) huh They don't really make 'em like this (oo-woah, baby) Know them niggas, Fetty Wap, they gon' remember me, baby Came up in the game, change the energy, baby I got niggas still jumpin' out at feds for me, baby I don't wanna front, don't shake no hands with me, baby Got 'em on my back, that my family, baby I don't really think you understandin' me, baby I can never let no nigga handle me, baby Always quick to tell 'em "Throw them hands with me", baby Please don't count on me now, I won't be there you know it How the fuck is you my brother? Wasn't there at my lowest How you fumble with the bag, nigga, how did you blow it? One of the greatest, now I'm lame and you know it, huh, yeah, baby I have way too many people wanna wait Ayy, still be puttin' people in their place, do ya hear me? My youngins in the field every day Ayy, they still in the field bustin' plays, do ya hear me? We got guns, you got guns, we got clips (ayy) Baby, we could start a party in this bitch, do ya hear me? Heard a lot of niggas tried and they missed (ayy) huh They don't really make 'em like this (oo-woah, baby) They don't really make 'em like this (oo-woah baby)

Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can you show me how to feel? Yeah, 'cause I wanna feel your touch (Yeah) Can you teach me how to love you better, baby? 'Cause I know it's not enough (Yeah) 'Cause all I need is Y-O-U and me, girl, all I need is us Promise I'm gon' L-O-V-E you, girl, 'til I turn to dust Can you show me how to feel, baby? 'Cause I wanna feel your touch Can you teach me how to love you back, baby? 'Cause I know it's not enough 'Cause all I need is Y-O-U and me, girl, all I need is us Promise I'm gon' L-O-V-E you, girl, 'til I turn to dust, mm-mm (Yeah, yeah) Now that I made you mine, girl (Now that I made you mine) I'm not gonna wait too long (Not gonna wait too long) You hate when I smoke in a whip with you (Yeah) Can't breathe, this weed too strong I love when you dance When you shake that big ol' ass when you hear my song (Ass when you hear my song) You love how I get up, go out Get that cash and I bring it home, yeah (Yeah) Glad that I made you mine, girl I know I couldn't wait too long (Know I couldn't wait too long) You hate when I smoke in a whip with you (Hate when I smoke in the whip) Can't breathe, this weed too strong (This weed too strong) I love when you dance (Love when you dance) When you shake that big ol' ass when you hear my song (Ass when you hear my song) You love how I get up, go out Get that cash and I bring it home (Yeah, baby, ayy) Telling you, you make me feel like I'm in a daze Baby girl, you make me feel like I'm in a maze, baby, ayy So stuck in my hood, stuck in my ways now, stuck in my ways, yeah (Yeah) I know how to get you, you official baby, yeah, and Pull up something whiter than some tissue, baby, yeah, and Pull up I can't miss her, I can kiss you baby, yeah, and Call you all the time 'cause, girl, I miss you, baby, yeah And you ask me all the time like, "Are you sure you love me, baby?" I been spending all my time with you, I know I drive you crazy, ayy Ask me all the time like do I love you, baby, yeah Spending all my time I drive you crazy baby, yeah 'Cause all I need is Y-O-U and me, girl, all I need is us (Mm, all I need is us) Promise I'm gon' L-O-V-E you, girl, 'til I turn to dust (Mm-mm, ayy, yeah, baby) Oh, you make me feel like I'm in a daze You put me in a daze, baby, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, mm, mm Y-O-U and me, girl, all I need is Promise I'm gon' L-O-V-E you, girl, 'til I turn to— Yeah All I need is Y-O-U and me, girl, all I need is us (Ayy) Promise I'm gon' L-O-V-E you, girl, 'til I turn to dust, yeah, mm Yeah, baby

(Hm, Big Zoovie) Yeah, ayy Drop top, ridin' with my gang (phew) Gotta keep the fire, keep it on me, so I thank 'em (yeah) Never in a rush, I feel like I'm in the Maybach (yeah) Gotta go relax, sound like water in Jamaica, yeah (yeah) Real shit, I don't feel emotions I don't need a friend, just a bottle and this .40 I'ma blow it like- (phew) Yeah (eh-eh) (yeah) I don't think they understand me (yeah, baby) Inside, I been hurtin' badly (yeah, baby) Outside, I just keep on standin' If you know what I mean, I'm tryna tell you like Oo, I get energy, and enemies confused (yeah) It don't matter if I go off like a fuse, I'ma blow up like- (yeah) Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm (yeah, baby) Ayy, mm Hold the fam up Lock it down, always keep a rocket round (yeah) SMG in the AMG, I tell her, "Cock it now" If she ever out, and I ain't there, I tell her, "Pop it now" (phew-phew, phew-phew) Baby, I'm already on the way, I'm bout to pop up now (yeah) Promise I'll be there for you, oo, I'm always there for you, mm I might load the clip with 5.56's, block clear for you (yeah) Mm-mm, mhm-mm-mm-mm, mm Oo-yeah, baby Yeah, mm, yeah Mm-mm, mhm-mm-mm-mm, mm, yeah Uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah, baby Yeah, baby Yeah, mm Be like, mm-mm, mm-mm-mm

June, you're a jenius Do what we want entertainment And can't be fucked with incorporated Smack a nigga ass LLC I'm on some cold gangsta shit I might get blocked out the industry (i am) Ain't wifin no hoes, no couple goals (can't do it) Still don't feel my enemies (i am) Ain't squashin' no beef, i'm fryin' it (hibachi) If it 'bout the money, i'm tryin' it (i'm tryin', i am) My price went high, it's thrity, a brick (what 'evs) Water been tight, flyin' in (whoosh) Let's say, "Goodbye" to the ghetto (hello, hello) And, "Welcome" to wealth, 90210 (rich bitch) What's happenin', gates? Mulholland estate I might turn this bitch to the trap though (skeet) And there go the neighborhood Neighbors been bitching' cause they heard The lamb' in the driveway At one in the morning, disturbing the peace (sheesh) It sounds like a plane when I drive away Might put a rolls on a lawn Fuck it ain't got no alarm New Richard Mille on my arm (factory) I'ma king, you a pawn (nigga) I'm a legend, 2pac, biggie, big pun, wu, raekwon (i am) New Ms to the city In detroit more than big sean (facts) I'm on some cold gangsta shit I got a lil' bitch on the westside Couples of hittas from South Memphis And another lil' hitta from eastside I can adapt to the pain I understand the poverty (poor) Why would I let a record label fuck over us When I did the robberies? (never gon' happen) They told me watch what I say in these raps (why) Fore they fuck around, sentence me And you better watch what you say out your mouth (shh) Whenever you mention me You not relatable I'm a street nigga and that not debatable Tryna buy loyalty, they not available I got a hundred round dick on this AR Now hold this tableble All my bitches bad, tens Bitch love so what, fuck her Hold up, we hitttin' the benz, yeah Bitch wanna fuck in this truck (Helluva made this beat baby) Yeah, motherfucker, we friends, shit 'Long she down, i'm up, bitch Don't ask my name, i'm doggy Get the head twice, dont call me Heard she had fire, i'm stalky Beat her ass down in the office Make her hit the (?) in the benz Lean, weed, drink Bitch one-off, get painted X was a ho, we ain't Turn blood, nigga, yeah bitch, he can't Gotta pay me to perc' no shit, I'm famous Nigga like smoke, not me, I'm rainin' Put in the earth, make 'er keep goin' Then put in her hair Link one, told me lil' ho, these scared Bros over hoes, ayy bitch, we sharin' 380 for the war What they want for the 'Claren I just want the truck, I'm sayin "Skrrt" (no cap) Heard you wan' fuck, take a chance (come on) If I hit her friend, I'm playin' (he is) 200 in chains, i'm dancin' Bitch, fuck a nigga ho, shoot friendly (ho, rat) All five cars not rented (none of 'em) None of these bitches can check me (none of 'em) Ask around, "who run the city?" me (Who you know run the city)

Paper-heavy, paper-heavy Get this money, take shit from nobody how they raise you? Mama made me savage, grandma took my filter early Thirteen out the service, AMG all on my dresser When they hang up my jersey that's a 36 I could hang up my jersey, I sold a thousand bricks They can flame up my jersey, I blew a hundred sticks I can retro my jersey, I been doin' this shit Couple niggas try, couple don't survive Championship rings, one to all the guys You fucked up then she fucked up, why you act surprised? You don't own the pussy, guess you can't accept the fact she lied Paper-heavy, paper-heavy Mama was a ho, I guess that's how a mama raised him Daddy was a pussy nigga so I guess she fucked with suckers All she know was lame ass niggas, look at her brother Gotti, where you been, where you been? I been out the scene countin' millions by the teens I been on vacation chillin', fuckin' bitches friends I been kinda silent, still slidin' gettin' revenge Paper-heavy, paper-heavy Get this money, take shit from nobody how they raise you? Mama made me savage, grandma took my filter early Thirteen out the service, AMG all on my dresser When they hang up my jersey that's a 36 I could hang up my jersey, I sold a thousand bricks They can flame up my jersey, I blew a hundred sticks I'm the streets MVP, it don't get real as this

I got a check, check, check, beep Bitch I go ta check, check, check Bitch I got a check, check, check I buy anything I want cause I got a check Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check I only ride foreign cause I got a check You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check And everytime you se me I be on deck Looking like money, smelling like a jet Brand new swag, got me on flex Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check Uh, I got my check up, I need a check up Watch on me so cold, chain on me so froze Check, I got them hoes, check, designer clothes I got them bows, plus I got them o's Going hard nigga, I do too, I got shooters nigga, what bout you Valet park nigga there's my coupe Popping bottles nigga, there's my crew That pussy good, ass fat, head right, nigga that's my boo A real nigga, you ain't one, hate on me, that's what you do Uh I'm in my zone, uh, my money long Sipping on that sirock, inhaling all of the strong On my young nigga shit, rollie with the belt I'm on my rich nigga shit, Rolls Royce are better I buy anything I want cause I got a check Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check I only ride foreign cause I got a check You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check And everytime you see me I be on deck Looking like money, smelling like a jet Brand new swag, got me on flex Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check I put on for my city, go strong when I kick it Got a bad girl's club, a gang of bad bitches Black down, ap, ...bp, white them, mula No damning, ...ace of spades, no cards ...that glow in the dark I got soft, I go hard, start to beating my favorite card The California my favorite car, The land ...my favorite bar I hit the club, my jays on, they out now They stood on the boss Selling dope my first job, getting money, they worst thought I'm in this bitch with my home boys Big jewelry, no bodyguard I pull up, like who this, thugged out, I do this Checking on my dollar sign, get money on my to do list, hey! I buy anything I want cause I got a check Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check I only ride foreign cause I got a check You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check And everytime you see me I be on deck Looking like money, smelling like a jet Brand new swag, got me on flex Whole lot of cash, I'm a walking check Check, check, bitch I'm on deck Flexing, flexing, looking like a jet I buy anything I want cause I got a check Fuck any bitch I want cause I got a check I only ride foreign cause I got a check You know I'm fully armed, you ain't gotta check.