Started with a Honda
Now I wanna Rarri
Started with my bitch
Now I wants yours, I'm sorry
Started from Chicago
Now we moving thru your town
Man, I started with the chain
Now I want the f*ckin crown
Yeah, One night only
Pullin up in different cities
Steady on the grind
Now I'm out here signing titties
Guided, Guided by the money
Aint shit you can tell me
Send your bitch an uber
When I pull up to the telly
How do I keep
Runnin, Runnin up these checks
Bitch I sound like money
And I look like sex
Or maybe I got lucky
Dude I do feel blessed
Or maybe I'm for real
Bitch I could be next
I don't gotta flirt
I let the clout do it for me
From the show to the telly
Then I'm taking her to maury
Yo I'm nothing like the others
Ima different category
Man I made it thru some shit
And you bet I gotta story
Ima tell like it is
With god as my witness
If you cant do that
You in the wrong f*cking business
Foot in the door
Then I ripped it off the hinges
Like what the f*ck is up
We about to run some digits
Five f*cking nine
But I'm dunking on you bitches
I don't even ball
Still dunking on you bitches
One night only
That's a bunch of different plugs
I don't miss a beat
Man I'm talking constant flow of drugs
Started with a Honda
Now I wanna Rarri
Started with my bitch
Now I wants yours, I'm sorry
Started from Chicago
Now we moving thru your town
Man, I started with the chain
Now I want the f*ckin crown
Yeah, One night only
Pullin up in different cities
Steady on the grind
Now I'm out here signing titties
Guided, Guided by the money
Aint shit you can tell me
Send your bitch an uber
When I pull up to the telly
How do I keep
Runnin, Runnin up these checks
Bitch I sound like money
And I look like sex
Or maybe I got lucky
Dude I do feel blessed
Or maybe I'm for real
Bitch I could be next
Just look at all the shit
I achieve when I rhyme
Bitch I came with the gang
But I leave with a dime
Can't drip too hard
Might freeze on the grind
Yo I got my f*ckin goals
And I seize them in time
Bitch I'm the f*ckin man
Best believe thats a fact
Now they so f*ckin stunned
Can't believe that we rap
When I'm rollin thru your city
When they see me, gimme daps
Put our small ass town
On a big ass map
Griffey f*ckin bars
Yeah they know me over here
What they say about the top
Its getting lonely over here
Man I'm tryna take off
In only bout a year
Bitch I put my team on
I'm like homie of the year
Started with a Honda
Now I wanna Rarri
Started with my bitch
Now I wants yours, I'm sorry
Started from Chicago
Now we moving thru your town
Man, I started with the chain
Now I want the f*ckin crown
Yeah, One night only
Pullin up in different cities
Steady on the grind
Now I'm out here signing titties
Guided, Guided by the money
Aint shit you can tell me
Send your bitch an uber
When I pull up to the telly
How do I keep
Runnin, Runnin up these checks
Bitch I sound like money
And I look like sex
Or maybe I got lucky
Dude I do feel blessed
Or maybe I'm for real
Bitch I could be next
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Started with a Honda
Now I wanna Rarri
Started with my bitch
Now I wants yours, I'm sorry
Started from Chicago
Now we moving thru your town
Man, I started with the chain
Now I want the f*ckin crown
Yeah, One night only
Pullin up in different cities
Steady on the grind
Now I'm out here signing titties
Guided, Guided by the money
Aint shit you can tell me
Send your bitch an uber
When I pull up to the telly
How do I keep
Runnin, Runnin up these checks
Bitch I sound like money
And I look like sex
Or maybe I got lucky
Dude I do feel blessed
Or maybe I'm for real
Bitch I could be next
I don't gotta flirt
I let the clout do it for me
From the show to the telly
Then I'm taking her to maury
Yo I'm nothing like the others
Ima different category
Man I made it thru some shit
And you bet I gotta story
Ima tell like it is
With god as my witness
If you cant do that
You in the wrong f*cking business
Foot in the door
Then I ripped it off the hinges
Like what the f*ck is up
We about to run some digits
Five f*cking nine
But I'm dunking on you bitches
I don't even ball
Still dunking on you bitches
One night only
That's a bunch of different plugs
I don't miss a beat
Man I'm talking constant flow of drugs
Started with a Honda
Now I wanna Rarri
Started with my bitch
Now I wants yours, I'm sorry
Started from Chicago
Now we moving thru your town
Man, I started with the chain
Now I want the f*ckin crown
Yeah, One night only
Pullin up in different cities
Steady on the grind
Now I'm out here signing titties
Guided, Guided by the money
Aint shit you can tell me
Send your bitch an uber
When I pull up to the telly
How do I keep
Runnin, Runnin up these checks
Bitch I sound like money
And I look like sex
Or maybe I got lucky
Dude I do feel blessed
Or maybe I'm for real
Bitch I could be next
Just look at all the shit
I achieve when I rhyme
Bitch I came with the gang
But I leave with a dime
Can't drip too hard
Might freeze on the grind
Yo I got my f*ckin goals
And I seize them in time
Bitch I'm the f*ckin man
Best believe thats a fact
Now they so f*ckin stunned
Can't believe that we rap
When I'm rollin thru your city
When they see me, gimme daps
Put our small ass town
On a big ass map
Griffey f*ckin bars
Yeah they know me over here
What they say about the top
Its getting lonely over here
Man I'm tryna take off
In only bout a year
Bitch I put my team on
I'm like homie of the year
Started with a Honda
Now I wanna Rarri
Started with my bitch
Now I wants yours, I'm sorry
Started from Chicago
Now we moving thru your town
Man, I started with the chain
Now I want the f*ckin crown
Yeah, One night only
Pullin up in different cities
Steady on the grind
Now I'm out here signing titties
Guided, Guided by the money
Aint shit you can tell me
Send your bitch an uber
When I pull up to the telly
How do I keep
Runnin, Runnin up these checks
Bitch I sound like money
And I look like sex
Or maybe I got lucky
Dude I do feel blessed
Or maybe I'm for real
Bitch I could be next
Now I wanna Rarri
Started with my bitch
Now I wants yours, I'm sorry
Started from Chicago
Now we moving thru your town
Man, I started with the chain
Now I want the f*ckin crown
Yeah, One night only
Pullin up in different cities
Steady on the grind
Now I'm out here signing titties
Guided, Guided by the money
Aint shit you can tell me
Send your bitch an uber
When I pull up to the telly
How do I keep
Runnin, Runnin up these checks
Bitch I sound like money
And I look like sex
Or maybe I got lucky
Dude I do feel blessed
Or maybe I'm for real
Bitch I could be next
I don't gotta flirt
I let the clout do it for me
From the show to the telly
Then I'm taking her to maury
Yo I'm nothing like the others
Ima different category
Man I made it thru some shit
And you bet I gotta story
Ima tell like it is
With god as my witness
If you cant do that
You in the wrong f*cking business
Foot in the door
Then I ripped it off the hinges
Like what the f*ck is up
We about to run some digits
Five f*cking nine
But I'm dunking on you bitches
I don't even ball
Still dunking on you bitches
One night only
That's a bunch of different plugs
I don't miss a beat
Man I'm talking constant flow of drugs
Started with a Honda
Now I wanna Rarri
Started with my bitch
Now I wants yours, I'm sorry
Started from Chicago
Now we moving thru your town
Man, I started with the chain
Now I want the f*ckin crown
Yeah, One night only
Pullin up in different cities
Steady on the grind
Now I'm out here signing titties
Guided, Guided by the money
Aint shit you can tell me
Send your bitch an uber
When I pull up to the telly
How do I keep
Runnin, Runnin up these checks
Bitch I sound like money
And I look like sex
Or maybe I got lucky
Dude I do feel blessed
Or maybe I'm for real
Bitch I could be next
Just look at all the shit
I achieve when I rhyme
Bitch I came with the gang
But I leave with a dime
Can't drip too hard
Might freeze on the grind
Yo I got my f*ckin goals
And I seize them in time
Bitch I'm the f*ckin man
Best believe thats a fact
Now they so f*ckin stunned
Can't believe that we rap
When I'm rollin thru your city
When they see me, gimme daps
Put our small ass town
On a big ass map
Griffey f*ckin bars
Yeah they know me over here
What they say about the top
Its getting lonely over here
Man I'm tryna take off
In only bout a year
Bitch I put my team on
I'm like homie of the year
Started with a Honda
Now I wanna Rarri
Started with my bitch
Now I wants yours, I'm sorry
Started from Chicago
Now we moving thru your town
Man, I started with the chain
Now I want the f*ckin crown
Yeah, One night only
Pullin up in different cities
Steady on the grind
Now I'm out here signing titties
Guided, Guided by the money
Aint shit you can tell me
Send your bitch an uber
When I pull up to the telly
How do I keep
Runnin, Runnin up these checks
Bitch I sound like money
And I look like sex
Or maybe I got lucky
Dude I do feel blessed
Or maybe I'm for real
Bitch I could be next
Writer: Griffin Johnson
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