Supposed To Be

[Intro]
(IceWater Black wit' da ahhh)

[Chorus]
I run up some money, go cop' me a new car
Fuck it, I skrt off the lot (Skrt)
Man, we havin' more choppers, supposed to be doctors
But fuck it, we'll never be cops
I went and run up the money, go get me a bag
Now I'm havin' way more than my opps
Man, these niggas, they hatin', they comin' in last
Remember kick door like the SWAT

[Verse]
Gotta stay on the mission, the money I chase
And no, I ain't makin' no stops (Aye, no)
Bad bitch all in my face
In and out, she can get swapped (Bad bitch)
I really like her face
Took her body to the chop shop (Chop, chop)
Diamonds shinin' crystal clear, they look like raindrops (Wet, wet)
Got tunnel vision like Cyclops
My car came out a robot
These niggas broke and they pitiful (What?)
Swear every juug is a miracle (Aye)
Walk in the store and get lyrical (Lyrical)
My work in the trap is phenomenal (Work)
These niggas be broke, it be comical (Damn)
I stay flexin' on them, abdominal
Niggas be hatin', but workin' at Dominos
I serve you up like it's Dominos (Serve)
They know I'm the one, no domino (Domino)
Chopper gon' hit you from head to toe (Blaow!)
Know I stay drippin' from head to toe
Pull up in suicide doors, and they hederal
The way I beat out the pack, it's incredible (Beat it out)
Servin' the cookie, the medical (Cookie)
Aye, these niggas hoes, not like us
I got the touch, no Midas (Touch)
My bitch didn't end up with no Church's
My diamonds, they punchin'
They hittin', they hurt you (Baow! Baow!)
Aye, keep you a stick, be alert too
Aye, you know the gang with the bird flu (Gang)
I'ma stay real, I'm not like you (What?)
See you in the field, and I doubt you
You call on your plug up to spot you (Woah)
I got shooters on the roof
Play with the gang, you go, "Poof" (Poof)
No, we ain't callin' no truce (No)
Make one call to the troops (To the troops)
If you get money, salute (Aye)
I'm like Bishop, got juice (Juice)
Pour up the drank, I got juice

[Chorus]
I run up some money, go cop' me a new car
Fuck it, I skrt off the lot (Skrt)
Man, we havin' more choppers, supposed to be doctors
But fuck it, we'll never be cops
I went and run up the money, go get me a bag
Now I'm havin' way more than my opps
Man, these niggas, they hatin', they comin' in last
Remember kick door like the SWAT