Supreme

(part 1)

Aye, I got a bad bihh in my crib
Smokin pens I be with the click
I got hella colors my red be on dat drip
Drizzy in the cut look at my wrist
I bounce on my chopper
Wit the hunnid killas you know how we comin
I got a private plane
Got a thick bihh in LA
Got a backwood next to my cake
You can’t stack no bands
I know you can’t money make
TINT fishy lake, steak plate
Niggas be sum snakes, sum crazy fakes
Catch me out in my uber make yo ass run like a track race
Say I ain’t makin cash but watch me drop a mixtape
So I got a Glock, bihh on the block
I’m never finna stop
On a money mission, yo bands drop
I ain’t got time eye on my g shock
Got a uzi, bad bihh in the Jacuzzi
You know how we movin
Bustin moves and we on the block
And we fucking boolin

(hook)
I be with my team and we posted on block, ( Pra pra )
I be so supreme in my rari I’m getting top, ( skrr skrr )
I be with my team and we posted on the block, ( pra pra )

(part 2)

I’m back at it, I got two akimbo macs in
Bihh blastin, stay straped wit automatics
H20 lean aquatic
I’m just countin digits like this mathematics
I’m just stackin
So I be on the trap, in my house
Tryna come up on a stack
Free out Kodak Black, Yung Mac
Me and BHE we back to back
Sellin em cheap I got ziplock packs
Take it back to the crib we backtrack
See me posted smoking dope
I know y’all niggas pussy you don’t want no smoke
Me and the team make y’all look like sum jokes
I’m just sellin white, tryna flex my coke
Think I’ma choke, I’m makin bands in the rap game
I’m on a million dollar road
Think you bout my flexin
But I’m bout dat action, and you cent finessin
Why the fuck you in my section
Treat the beat like a reverant
So I’m getting it, I be kickin it
All these bricks I’m flippin it
I got lean bottles so I’m sippin it
Redish bihh so I’m killin it, We rippin it
In my rari so I’m whippin it
On the block pimpin it, On the radio I be spittin it
We winnin bihh, feelin like a million
Aye aye, so lets get it
I be with my team, we got all this lean
Y’all boys tryna match BHE, But we getting cream
Countin benjis in my pocket got hella green
Shake it em them jeans
Shorty just lean, I get them long ass beams
Shawty Ashley my queen, she all I feen
Skrr skrr, I’m on a money mission
I remember old days JayDxt ambition
Take her to da m and we got ambition
Take it to muvico we got admission
Got bands in my checklist, I deposit
If I see it on the wall I cop it, o I rob it
Get the Glock and cock it
Bihh I’m posted up wit my team and we rock it
Got deep pockets
Bihh mockin, she jockin
Ain't no runnin ain't no flockin, we bombin
On dat lawshit, jawshit, bombs drip
Killin it, can’t match my shit
Ratchet hoes think they slick
Bitt, call him rick, hotline on the shit
Pop pop Glocks poppin off
Bihh me and my team we off
Lets get it 6 god drop soon
Hotbox off, and Young Purpp lockin off
On the lambo car
Pull up on the boulevard
Stuntin hard
Pluggin ashton mars, zip full of kush
Sellin bars, sellin darts, Glock beam at his jar
LJ in the cut go hard, make it real far
Pullin racks in the car, longest spit go far
So I said fuck an opp, never stop
Got hoes juicing in my rari box
Clock, never stop, tick tock
Head red dot
Got stance on my socks
Gucci all I rock

(hook)
I be with my team and we posted on block, ( Pra pra )
I be so supreme in my rari I’m getting top, ( skrr skrr )
I be with my team and we posted on the block, ( pra pra )