I’m really strapped with that rocket I was outside in the projects, low-key I was smart could’ve went to a college She tryna fuck and give knowledge I make a lot of deposits Ran off with his pack cuz my young niggas goblins I’m flyer than a bitch I don’t need me a stylist They got me deep in the 4 making private Don’t try to come stop it my young niggas violent Reloading this GAT. Hit his block and we poppin No need for a wallet, them racks in my pocket Whole lotta diamonds on me bitch I’m shining I got it from treasures but shout out to Johnny I came from the dirt to the top where I’m climbing These niggas capping they rapping ain’t rhyming
Lost in the 4 with no m’fuckin guidance Tony Hawk for that bread bitch I’m m’fuckin grinding She tryna fuck cuz she see how I’m rocking She said boy like a doctor pull up like I’m stockings We wet his block with this glock like Katrina We pull up fah fah then we slide in the beamer These niggas shocked cuz they wasn’t believers But now I’m on TV they know I’m a creature
I ride for my posse. Rocking Versace My young niggas grimy. Don’t play cuz they slimy Lil bitch tryna top me. She gone off a molly Go get in that cat and get beat like karate Roll a wood of gelatti. I’m in my body I ball like I’m Ganni. They know they can’t stop me We gon slide on his block with a stick like it’s hockey We beef from the sneaks to the tee bitch I’m cocky
Bet not nobody move. Bet not nobody move That nigga old and we taking his shoes Since he want him a show we put bro on the news Niggas talking like how cuz they know what I do He get chopped like ‘froh, hit his store with that tool I really wan throat from the hoe then I’m through Lotta niggas get broke, we got dough I salute
I’m really strapped with that rocket I was outside in the projects, low-key I was smart could’ve went to a college She tryna fuck and give knowledge I make a lot of deposits Ran off with his pack cuz my young niggas goblins I’m flyer than a bitch I don’t need me a stylist They got me deep in the 4 making private Don’t try to come stop it my young niggas violent Reloading this GAT. Hit his block and we poppin No need for a wallet, them racks in my pocket Whole lotta diamonds on me bitch I’m shining I got it from treasures but shout out to Johnny I came from the dirt to the top where I’m climbing These niggas capping they rapping ain’t rhyming