[ Featuring NorthSideBenji, REID B2WN ]
(Hahahaha, The Young Nav Michael)
These niggas claim that they f*ck with me (no)
Look young and paid with these stacks on me (whoa)
I never used to get it, came off road
So I had to get it on my own
Oh shit, run a check, yeah
Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah
Is that the Rollie or the Patek? Nah
I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
"Nines, how you still flippin' haze?"
I ain't grindin', this shit sells itself like my triple A's
All this weed, we ain't runnin' out of flavors
Their re-up's in the post and mine's is comin' in containers, uh
I was gonna bring him in, help him do a grow
Coulda been in Crop Circle on our UFO
My little nigga lost a nina, that ain't a loss to Nina
Fam, I had a hundred birds stuck in Costa Rica
I just copped a thousand rounds for the Glock
Can't find your yard? I'll spray up every house on your block
It ain't back, fam, these packs got me up, the gamble on
Accumulators, I do bets on the back of a truck, uh
Them pagans are broke, Ice City's wavier
Told the jeweler, "Flood the ring like Wrestlemania"
You wanna hear somethin' crazier?
My nigga made 900K off a brick in Australia
These niggas claim that they f*ck with me (no)
Look young and paid with these stacks on me (whoa)
I never used to get it, came off road
So I had to get it on my own
Oh shit, run a check, yeah
Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah
Is that the Rollie or the Patek? Nah
I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
See no more Rollie, gold Patek, yeah, yeah, yeah
F*ck the fame, I came for respect, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't need nobody say I'm next, nah
See, I get love up in the East, up in the West though
No love for these fed hoes
I'm just tryna touch all this paper like I'm Ernesto
I don't give a f*ck 'bout no hater, that's what this vest for
She say that she love me, X-O-X-O
But she can't even hug me, I'm so special
I tried to leave but I can't let go
Somethin' bout these streets got it feelin' like my next home
These fedarales got me switchin' to my next phone
I can't love no more, word to my ex hoe
I don't do the club, oh no, tryna invest more
See, my nigga got the G2C, it got the red glow
I just sold the next two P's right off this Encro
Yo' shit sells slow, my shit Tesco (yeah, yeah)
These niggas claim that they f*ck with me (no)
Look young and paid with these stacks on me (whoa)
I never used to get it, came off road
So I had to get it on my own
Oh shit, run a check, yeah
Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah
Is that the Rollie or the Patek? Nah
I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
