I don't think niggas ready
In the cup with my relly,
P -Zero's beat the pavement,
Pullin' up to places they don't shop
Paint drippin', white grill, say it rocks
You can't find this color in the crayon box
Soldier rag round my neck
Peelin' off tire marks from the convoy
Pullin' out the zinc car, cash,
Free calls hit me frequent,
I'm thinkin' bout increasin',
Laurent chinos with creases
Call animal control, I'm in my mode,
In the cut, tryna bleach somethin',
Y bitin' like tylers when
Ayy, I never did it by the book,
Red rag top on the strip like
They wouldn't help you if they could
So I'm good on what they see
Watch what they don't see
You was supposed to be my dog
You fucked up the whole place
You don't fuck with me, it's okay
Just know it go both ways
Both ways, both ways, both ways
It's been years, y 'all still fix
They want me to fall in the
Agra I just throw more than the dancers
When she with me, she don't answer
Gave me the top, I ain't ask her
All this money new I probably move to
Prayer hand emojis for the family,
Permanently on these n****s like a
Louis frames on my islands,
Man, that's games and sports
Shout to 323, from the 626 to the
909 all the way back around
Did the whole beat on my own