[Intro]
Phew, ayy
Yarri
Ayy
[Verse]
Spin they block, spin that bitch again, makin' just for fun
And we rich, nigga, just like Hilfiger, I'on like these niggas for nothin' (I'on like niggas)
We got FN's, ARP's and Drac's, better go get you one (Better go get you one)
Out in [?], we all trappin' in Bubbasss (Yeah)
These niggas [?] or sum' (Uh-huh)
Yeah, we really rich, ain't sign no deal, nigga know I don't need that four mil' or somethin' (Four mil' or sum')
I done said I quit this drank, already spent this deal on it (Ho)
Fake ass hoe tryna throw dirt right on my name, but she tryna still fuck (Tryna still fuck)
I wish death right on my enemies, he better [?] (Pussy)
All y'all nigga go whack sum' right now, finna [?], he the chosen one, ayy
You tryna get rich like me, I can show you sum'
Yeah, we catch his ass and turn it to some merch, turn him to a Prada (Bah-bah)
[?] right on their block, that switch on that 30 round (Bah, bah-bah)
[?], fuck it, we stayin' out (Stayin' out)
Yeah, I used to be broke just like [?], fuck it, I got paper now
Nigga tryna fake these drugs and V's, broke ass nigga just need some clout (Ha)
Know I just stay out the way, my lil' brother keep askin' to catch a brain (Ha)
Robbed a lil' nigga, he dont like rap niggas, he tryna snatch his chain
[Outro]
Tryna take off his—
His chain, his chain
You know we the shit, you know what I'm sayin'
Double R shit