YBN Cordae

[Intro]
Aye, aye

[Pre-Chorus]
I came from living in trauma
Never been the type to deal with the drama (Aye)
I used to trap out the Honda
I was busy probably chasing them commas
I'm the greatest, bitch I'm hot like a Sauna
Presidential, man I feel like Obama
Keep it humble, gotta shoutout my momma
Blue hunnits like a medal of honor (Huh, huh)

[Chorus]
Getting hotter in the summer (Uh)
Wait until I get my bag right
Drippin' harder like I'm Gunna (Uh)
She blowing me like a bagpipe
Hit it harder than a drummer (Uh)
Your team better act right
All you haters gonna suffer (Uh, uh, uh)

[Verse]
Making money broke an old habit
Life was hell now it's so lavish
Whole team looking so savage
Only fake around me is a faux jacket
Get invested I'm the whole package
Bars are boring, you should go practice
Redbone and she a dope actress
Man I took her home and broke the whole mattress (Aye)
Now my new collective, we was too inventive
Now we're making money on our days off
I was too attentive, got the new incentive
Now my grinding, yeah it finally paid off
Now my intuition paying my tuition
You would think a nigga probably played ball
We the new edition to a new religion
Ain't nobody gonna try to save y'all

[Verse 2]
So I hop on the track, beast mode I go
Pockets too fat, might need lipo
Niggas tote guns like G.I. Joe
I am too high, I can't lie low
Niggas think that lyricism's boring
I suggest they go and check who's scoring
Living in the moment's not important
Here today, but gone before the morning
The whole game we about to defeat
What my friends made was an immaculate feat
Used to get hate, now they're acting all sweet
Man I kick 'em to the side, with the RAF's on my feet
Let me show you how I come with the heat
Got it planned out, got it down to a tee
From the weeping and moaning and gnashing of teeth
I just pray that the Lord got a plan for my team

[Pre-Chorus]
I came from living in trauma
Never been the type to deal with the drama (Aye)
I used to trap out the Honda
I was busy probably chasing them commas
I'm the greatest, bitch I'm hot like a Sauna
Presidential, man I feel like Obama
Keep it humble, gotta shoutout my momma
Blue hunnits like a medal of honor (Huh, huh)

[Chorus]
Getting hotter in the summer (Uh)
Wait until I get my bag right
Drippin' harder like I'm Gunna (Uh)
She blowing me like a bagpipe
Hit it harder than a drummer (Uh)
Your team better act right
All you haters gonna suffer (Uh, uh, uh)