Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yah, yah, yah, yah, brrr
Huh, PRH
Woooh, ay
Hold it back, ayy (What)
That's a rack, ayy (Yea)
Take a step, ayy (What)
Bentley Black, ayy (Skrrt)
That's on set, ayy (Brr)
Smokin' crack, ayy (Huh)
It's so fat, ayy (Track off)
(Ready, let's make the crack) Shake that, ayy
Hold up, woah (Yea)
Keep the money goin'
Steady grind, bitch, and I never broke
Fuck up all them hoe's, and their faggot bros
Hatin' on me, you will always lose (Ay)
G's talkin' murder shit they never do (Never do)
Trappin' by the stove while you faggot broke (Broke)
Talkin' money, fame, cash, cars, hoe's (What)
Have 'em pull up, have 'em runnin', go
Dolla signs fuck my mind up (Brr)
And I really got no time, get my grind up (Brr)
If you wanna get this dick, hit my line up
But you maybe gotta wait, gotta line up (Yea, yea, what)
That's that damn Milly Rock
Mix it with that chilli sauce (Brr)
Make the cream in the pot
I be always cookin' up
And I never take an L
No matter how I fell
I just wanna keep it real
Talkin' trash that I feel
Shoutout to my day ones, back in old days
They've been ridin' with me, since I started thinkin' straight
Think it through, got a clue, ain't no estimatin'
Bitch, go on hatin'
One day, you'll be cravin'
Fuck the nightlife, bitch, I'm in a night drive
Whip it up, double back, ain't no nice guy
Fill her up with the juice, 1-5 times
She gon' swallow my kids, that's a lifeline (Lifeline)
Dollar bills in my Louis V wallet (Wallet)
Do I have the sauce? (What) Sorry, I ain't got it (No)
I'm so rich, bought a damn crib without college (Ah)
Fuck school, bitch, I don't ever want it (Nope, aye)
Hold it back, ayy (What)
That's a rack, ayy (Yea)
Take a step, ayy (What)
Bentley Black, ayy (Skrrt)
That's on set, ayy (Brr)
Smokin' crack, ayy (Track off)
It's so fat, ayy
(Ready, let's make the crack) Shake that, ayy
Hold up, woah (Yea)
Keep the money goin'
Steady grind, bitch, and I never broke (Nope)
Fuck up all them ho's, and their faggot bros
Hatin' on me, you will always lose (Ay)
G's talkin' murder shit they never do (Never do)
Trappin' by the stove while you faggot broke (Broke)
Talkin' money, fame, cash, cars, hoe's (What)
Have 'em pull up, have 'em runnin', go
Dolla signs fuck my mind up (Brr)
And I really got no time, get my grind up (Brr)
If you wanna get this dick, hit my line up
But you maybe gotta wait, gotta line up (Yea, yea)