No I won't switch on my brothers, I can't never do it you know that's some lame shit, 40 on me when I'm poppin outside, so you better hope you got some aim bitch
Nigga be jacking the swag, but they can't really do it like us and we know, Hope out the v with a big ass AR 100 percent ima go, go, go
Go in the end ima go, go, go
Go in the end ima go, go, go
Go in the end ima go, go, go
Huhhuuh
Run to the money to slow you might miss it If I give you the pack then you better go flip it
That boy cap in his raps no that's not how he living When I got me that pack broke it down made a killing
I just popped me a x because I like the feeling I'm like who the f*ck higher then me I'm no ceiling
Need a milli, a milli, a milli, a milli, a milli, won't stop until I see some millions And I'm still that young nigga who got what you need
Percs, xans, Molly, and lean Beat up the pussy she calling me creed Use to not like me now hate when I leave
See me in traffic just know I'm not lacking, try to run up on me leave blood on the leafs
He tried to run and got left on the scene Put him with god he thought it was a dream
In the end ima go get the bag, shorty reminiscing what we had, sorry we cannot go to the past