[Intro]
(Pour that shit up, Trvpyyy)
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[Verse]
Straight off the block, had the dope in my sock
Ain't got no money, the f*ck out the spot
Damn, look at Soldier, that boy got them knots
Make the wrong move, watch how quick he get popped
I just got head from this bitch in the Bay
And I didn't even f*ck, gave that bitch to my partner
Don't eat up the drip 'cause it might leave you sick
Bitch, I'm not finna save you, bitch, go to the doctor
This a freestyle and they biting my style
And I'm tellin' you now that I'm sick with this shit
Walked in with whoadie, he gave her a look
Man, I'm sorry to tell you he gone with your bitch, yeah
We off in the trap with them sticks, yeah
I'm tryna maintain and get rich, yeah
I walked in this bitch like La Flare
I came with the drip like my nickname was Ric
Damn, my OG came in with that pressure
I almost fell off, man, I'm high as a bitch
She wanna lay up with the kid
Bitch, I gave her a look and then gave her a kick
I sleep with that nine, call it Rondo
Pull up with this shit and retract like a poncho
I walked in this bitch, I'm the shooter
Just call me Kawhi like I play for Toronto, yeah
Fabo them pluggin' me in
I'm so fire with this shit, I'm applyin' that pressure, yeah
Came in this bitch with the mob
If a nigga look wrong, he'll get left on a stretcher, yeah
Car jacking, pull up in a Tesla
Three clips so you better bring extra, yeah
I'm tryna set up me a movement
I need all the women, just call me Hugh Hefner, yeah
A nigga want smoke with the team
And I'm not finna argue, I'm makin' obituaries
Nigga just don't understand, that's on sight when I see him
Just call me a visionary
Strapped up with shit from the military
Cap is not used in my dictionary
I'm spreading the motherf*ckin' gospel and handin' out sauce
Dawg, I feel like a missionary
Yeah, I got that swag for real
And I know I hit down, got 'em diggin' the fashion
Bitch, I'm so clean that I feel like the don
And I'm steppin' on lanes like a pair of New Balance
Yeah, I got that swag for real
And I know I hit down, got 'em diggin' the fashion
Bitch, I'm so clean that I feel like the don
And I'm steppin' on lanes like a pair of New Balance
f*cked up when I dropped that "Finesse"
Man, the city went crazy, was showin' me love
Came back when I dropped "28"
I was lookin' like damn, I should've played in the club
Made ten, I ain't holdin' no grudge
So you better pipe down 'cause I'm on it for real
Niggas be nosy, I ran up the profit
They all in my face 'cause they know I'm the deal, yeah, yeah