作词 : Karim Kharbouch/Charley Wingate/Lionel Pickens/Rory Quigley/Ahmir Thompson/Jimmy Gray/Leonard Hubbard/Raphael Saadiq/Tarik Collins

作曲 : Karim Kharbouch/Charley Wingate/Lionel Pickens/Rory Quigley/Ahmir Thompson/Jimmy Gray/Leonard Hubbard/Raphael Saadiq/Tarik Collins

Pull up with a ?, diamond ring

******* all over (Ow)

Shawty on the thang, I'm on a yacht

? chaffeur, roll up in a ?

She like Cherie when I leave

Yeah, you say we ride on these ***** *****s real quick

Let's get 'em

Now, every time I creep through the block, rooftop messy, coupe bipolar

Throw the top to the bottom then the bottom to the top, roll over

Looking for a freak, legs up, sloppy, baby, come over

Throw the top to the back then the back to the top, hold on (Ayy)

Goddamn I'm-

Show me where the money, bet I go and get it

Everybody want the favor, they don't wanna pay the ticket

Shawty said she wanna roll up, ***** with Timb's on

Move a little rock like the old Tim Dunc'

She love me long, then she wipe me off clean

I'm at the dealer cashin' out, then I'm spendin' ?

**** them *****s talkin' 'bout, they won' get it all, Chinx

Keep the burners ? (What?)

Work under the sink

In the front, got them haters in the rear now

Closest *****s to me gone, I ain't let a tear down

Hate me in the game, we done ****ed up their career now

They now how I want it, get it how I want it, now

Now, every time I creep through the block, rooftop messy, coupe bipolar

Throw the top to the bottom then the bottom to the top, roll over

Looking for a freak, legs up, sloppy, baby, come over

Throw the top to the back then I'm back to the top, hold on

Goddamn I'm- (Coke boy, baby)

Mama prayin' in a room, I'm in the next room bangin' work watchin' ?

I need my shoes Christian and my watch from Geneva and I got shooters in Chicago

I'm drippin' get your goggles in the jungle with the robbers

If you walk off then you hit the lotto

If you need that work ?, hit a bro and call up ?, jettin' two hours to Cabo

No I don't need shooters, No IG

I'm on front line, money on my mind

Money ? these beats, flatline

Babes up front, you see them Coke Wave Boys

Foreign broad, I love, yeah, yeah

Babes up front, you see them Coke Wave Boys

And them foreign cars, ?, ayy, ayy

Yeah, they try to throw the book at a *****

Baby mama, she won't even look at a *****

Way she challenge, uh, never that, any time ? ***** better back

Every time I'm on my way to school, baby shed a rap

Had to watch for the pig, undercovers would share the trap

Max, you're not like them, *****, you're different

Where was the ?, babies say I'm a citric

Never mentioned my name in a sentence

*****s be chicks these days, they need attention

Four door Lambo needs suspension

Too many potholes out there in Brooklyn

Too many ? from ? hood ****

Paid for a lot, Bobby Flay, good ****

It's what's supposed to happen, we pushed it

Sautéing a ***** brain, cooked it

Now, every time I creep through the block, rooftop messy, coupe bipolar

Throw the top to the bottom then the bottom to the top, roll over

Looking for a freak, legs up sloppy, baby come over

Throw the top to the back then I'm back to the top, hold on

Goddamn I'm-

Goddamn I'm

My wrist born to whip

Goddamn I'm

Main ***** on my hip

Goddamn I'm

Goddamn I'm

I know, I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know, I know