[Intro]
Mm, mm
Mm, yeah (Kharmatic)
(Ayo, CC)
[Verse]
It's so funny that they still tryna test me
Matter fact try to press me
Hol up, let's see what happen, hol up
Y'all niggas be acting, hol up
How my money be adding? Hol up
All my money be stacking, hol up
Get it cuz' I'm bout that action, hol up
Why you playing with me you know this ain't a game, yeah
Finna raid on your block, call it Ukraine, yeah
I'ma Bolt to the top ain't no Usain, yeah
All these niggas be crying that I'm insane, yeah
First of all, how ya know?
Third of all, ya broke
Off the dome, ain't wrote
CD Garçon, my coat
Y'all just love to pose
I just love to Ghost
And she love to throat
He don't want that smoke
But if you do, you know, like where I'm at
I took yo' shawty, hit that from the back
I walk 'round with two MACs, yеah we on pack
He walk around with ten bands and wеnt splat
In the 'Cat
All these windows tinted black
Drop some duffles, in the bag
Know I had it in the bag
Bitch, I been had it like that
I sit back and watch y'all cap
'Bout some shit you didn't have
To me I think that's pretty sad
Why do I care though? That ain't my problem
You got a problem, we could solve em'
My bread stacking so high, it's so tall —um
Told dat' bitch get into column
Yeah, the way I'm making rows
Rolls Royce Cullinan
Got two bitches and I'm fullin em', pullin em'
(Yeah I'm pullin em)