[Intro]
R-RXLVND
I'm goin' too fast (Yuh)
I'm bringin' in cash (Yuh)
Keep bringin' in cash (Yuh)
And I keep bringin' in racks (Yuh)
Yuh, yeah
[Verse]
Ay, my cars been gettin' too fast
My life been gettin' too fast
My life keep bringin' in cash
Played cards right, with the deck I had
[?]
I don't got time for the bitch, my bad (My bad)
I don't got time for the hoe, my bad (My bad)
I get high, so I'm callin' her back
Way too high [?]
Niggas gon' die if they drop my set
[?], deep as it gets
Close my eyes, might crash this whip
Xans might crash this whip
My [?], seat this bitch
Ain't no cap, I be fly as a bitch
[?] my bands, I don't try for this shit (Don't try)
Yuh
Don't know if she foolin', no I ain't sendin' no racks
I'm coolin', no I ain't textin' hoes back
She droolin', then I put dick in her back (Yah)
I missed my flight out to Houston
I had way too much to jet lag
We still finna bring in that bag
I'm used to this I just don't know what happened
Yuh, uh
My bitch she used to this I don't know why she actin'
[?], tryna get back in fashion
Bet shе come back if I post a lil' backend
[?] spinnin' down on this road, nigga, I just spilt my cup
Ooh, I might be as finе as my bitch (My bitch)
All of my hoes just be bad as fuck (Fuck)
These niggas ain't gettin' no money, these niggas be sad as fuck
Yuh, this Dior bag fit with some hunnids'
You niggas ain't gettin' no bucks
It's DiorVsYou, bout' a hunnid on me, I'ma get you a [?]
Yeah, if it's DiorVsYou and yo' bitch, nigga, you done ran outta luck
(Ran outta luck)
30mg's, they blue, I might take two
Feel like a dream, or deja vu
I'm paranoid, so I move in groups
My lil' nigga make no noise, man you might just lose shit
If you look wrong [?], there's a red dot on yo' medulla
And all of my niggas, they reckless
And I got too many hoes in my section
[?] in the club, they like, "How did you get in?"
[?], but yo' bitch is my preference
[?]
Way too much lean, yeah that my preferred beverage
Pop me a bean, and get me some [?]
[?]
I take a whole 'nother route
Don't you see how I came out
Balenci' all over my house
[?] in her mouth
That nigga broke, gotta figure it out
[?], gotta figure it out
This shit ain't no joke, [?]
All my old bitches like "How?"
We not afraid, lettin' off rounds and shots
Nigga don't come around, they pop ya'
Yo' bitch like how I sound, [?], and I bet her panties drop
[?], and I'm ridin' 'round in a drop
Nigga [?]
Niggas sleepin' on couches
[?]
These niggas cuffin' the hoes, [?]
These niggas just like the [?], [?]
[?] have too much motion, but it don't [?]
Nigga I'm goin' too hard (Too hard)
Too hard
I'm goin' too hard (Too hard)