Cin gon lie, ain gon lie, I love this beat here, you hear me?
Zombieland Taliban shit, y'all know what it is, uh, hear me
Fye up that Black & Mild, man, pass me that Black & Mild so that perc can kick in
Uh, uh, percocets and wok, I love this feeling
Brand new Rolex hitting, catch me in the trap
Re-rocking bricks just like I'm Bob the Building
I'm gon hit the top, Ion wanna f*ck, girl, I just want your ceiling
You don't believe me? Go head, ask Sos, one boy, I'm a pro at spinning
Say she leaving? I don't give a f*ck, long as my J's keep spending
Niggas dissing? Imma drop that bag and have my killers end 'em
Cost to step, Givenchy denim, I'm on drugs to boost momentum
I play all positions, when it's time to blitz, I switch to center
They ain't wanna let me in the door, I had to break and enter
She so fine, I had to get her, let me slide right her nigga
Play, I want him gone, I can't control my temper
Sipping dirty Sprite, got a bad bitch on my right like Kylie Jenner
Eat me at the light inside that Maybach truck, just like it's dinner
Know I'm having, got Margiela mink coat on, ain't even winter
Pants keep sagging, 'cause I stuffed 100 in my Chrome Heart denim
I ain't bragging, I could boss your life up, bitch, f*ck with a winner
Uh, all of my life I been spinning, uh
Make her my wife, have my children, uh
I froze my wrist, got me chilling, uh
I catch them dissing, I'm killing
Streets left me scarred, I need healing, uh
I snuck my rod in the building, uh
I dive inside, what a feeling
I'm just tryna run up these millions
Cnd then repeat, pussy nigga, better not play, delete
Rap don't gotta pay me, I'ma eat
Rick Owens on my feet, somewhere on an island
Bad bitch eat me up right out my sleep
My lil niggas wilding, we been spinning, drilling shit for weeks
Rather run up millions than to beef, this shit ain't for the weak
Once these braces out, I go hit Johnny, 30 on my teeth
My Rick Owens furry, vision blurry, I'm so high, can't see
I shoot like KD on OKC, that switchy stay with me
Uh, all of my life I been spinning, uh
Make her my wife, have my children, uh
I froze my wrist, got me chilling, uh
I catch them dissing, I'm killing
Streets left me scarred, I need healing, uh
I snuck my rod in the building, uh
I dive inside, what a feeling
I'm just tryna run up these millions
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Cin gon lie, ain gon lie, I love this beat here, you hear me?
Zombieland Taliban shit, y'all know what it is, uh, hear me
Fye up that Black & Mild, man, pass me that Black & Mild so that perc can kick in
Uh, uh, percocets and wok, I love this feeling
Brand new Rolex hitting, catch me in the trap
Re-rocking bricks just like I'm Bob the Building
I'm gon hit the top, Ion wanna f*ck, girl, I just want your ceiling
You don't believe me? Go head, ask Sos, one boy, I'm a pro at spinning
Say she leaving? I don't give a f*ck, long as my J's keep spending
Niggas dissing? Imma drop that bag and have my killers end 'em
Cost to step, Givenchy denim, I'm on drugs to boost momentum
I play all positions, when it's time to blitz, I switch to center
They ain't wanna let me in the door, I had to break and enter
She so fine, I had to get her, let me slide right her nigga
Play, I want him gone, I can't control my temper
Sipping dirty Sprite, got a bad bitch on my right like Kylie Jenner
Eat me at the light inside that Maybach truck, just like it's dinner
Know I'm having, got Margiela mink coat on, ain't even winter
Pants keep sagging, 'cause I stuffed 100 in my Chrome Heart denim
I ain't bragging, I could boss your life up, bitch, f*ck with a winner
Uh, all of my life I been spinning, uh
Make her my wife, have my children, uh
I froze my wrist, got me chilling, uh
I catch them dissing, I'm killing
Streets left me scarred, I need healing, uh
I snuck my rod in the building, uh
I dive inside, what a feeling
I'm just tryna run up these millions
Cnd then repeat, pussy nigga, better not play, delete
Rap don't gotta pay me, I'ma eat
Rick Owens on my feet, somewhere on an island
Bad bitch eat me up right out my sleep
My lil niggas wilding, we been spinning, drilling shit for weeks
Rather run up millions than to beef, this shit ain't for the weak
Once these braces out, I go hit Johnny, 30 on my teeth
My Rick Owens furry, vision blurry, I'm so high, can't see
I shoot like KD on OKC, that switchy stay with me
Uh, all of my life I been spinning, uh
Make her my wife, have my children, uh
I froze my wrist, got me chilling, uh
I catch them dissing, I'm killing
Streets left me scarred, I need healing, uh
I snuck my rod in the building, uh
I dive inside, what a feeling
I'm just tryna run up these millions
Zombieland Taliban shit, y'all know what it is, uh, hear me
Fye up that Black & Mild, man, pass me that Black & Mild so that perc can kick in
Uh, uh, percocets and wok, I love this feeling
Brand new Rolex hitting, catch me in the trap
Re-rocking bricks just like I'm Bob the Building
I'm gon hit the top, Ion wanna f*ck, girl, I just want your ceiling
You don't believe me? Go head, ask Sos, one boy, I'm a pro at spinning
Say she leaving? I don't give a f*ck, long as my J's keep spending
Niggas dissing? Imma drop that bag and have my killers end 'em
Cost to step, Givenchy denim, I'm on drugs to boost momentum
I play all positions, when it's time to blitz, I switch to center
They ain't wanna let me in the door, I had to break and enter
She so fine, I had to get her, let me slide right her nigga
Play, I want him gone, I can't control my temper
Sipping dirty Sprite, got a bad bitch on my right like Kylie Jenner
Eat me at the light inside that Maybach truck, just like it's dinner
Know I'm having, got Margiela mink coat on, ain't even winter
Pants keep sagging, 'cause I stuffed 100 in my Chrome Heart denim
I ain't bragging, I could boss your life up, bitch, f*ck with a winner
Uh, all of my life I been spinning, uh
Make her my wife, have my children, uh
I froze my wrist, got me chilling, uh
I catch them dissing, I'm killing
Streets left me scarred, I need healing, uh
I snuck my rod in the building, uh
I dive inside, what a feeling
I'm just tryna run up these millions
Cnd then repeat, pussy nigga, better not play, delete
Rap don't gotta pay me, I'ma eat
Rick Owens on my feet, somewhere on an island
Bad bitch eat me up right out my sleep
My lil niggas wilding, we been spinning, drilling shit for weeks
Rather run up millions than to beef, this shit ain't for the weak
Once these braces out, I go hit Johnny, 30 on my teeth
My Rick Owens furry, vision blurry, I'm so high, can't see
I shoot like KD on OKC, that switchy stay with me
Uh, all of my life I been spinning, uh
Make her my wife, have my children, uh
I froze my wrist, got me chilling, uh
I catch them dissing, I'm killing
Streets left me scarred, I need healing, uh
I snuck my rod in the building, uh
I dive inside, what a feeling
I'm just tryna run up these millions
Writer: SHAMAR COX, VINCENT ANDERSON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave