Indigo okay Embasin
Kayoh cook it up!
Double up, triple up big bank, money up
Who down, who up we is, what's up
Pick it up, go ahead go get that
Counting guap not shit, this Wall Street
Brand new duffle to catch a bag
No Z's, cash don't sleep go hard or go home
In the deep end no shark loan
Dollar bills, make clones
Doraville to Flat Shoals pull up, trap home
Throwaways only, no iPhone
Ain't dropping no pin on my stash home
Run it up then get gone
Big guap, what we on
Stock up, that Dow Jones
Stepped out, covers on
Turn good girls into freak hoes
Drip down like leak clothes
Mix Palm Angel with the Needles
Let 'em hate first then copy
See the opps still moving sloppy
Ball hard no backboard rebound
On the rebound, shе with me now
Got a fs fs, shoot no sound
Won't even see it coming, can't gеt down
Pink rock, brown tan molly world, deep down
Manifest, keep balance
Nig gon' sow what they reap now
Big bands, Tom Hanks
Groundhog's day, repeat now
All you could eat buffet
Go ahead get a plate
Young nigga gon' eat now
I don't even like the club
Just go they pay me, guess I'm senile
Doing my thing doing, doing my thing
Don't worry about me now
Double up, triple up big bank, money up
Who down, who up we is, what's up
Pick it up, go ahead go get that
Counting guap not shit, this Wall Street
Brand new duffle to catch a bag
No Z's, cash don't sleep go hard or go home
In the deep end no shark loan
Dollar bills, make clones
Doraville to Flat Shoals pull up, trap home
Throwaways only, no iPhone
Ain't dropping no pin on my stash home
Run it up then get gone
Outta that mud mud
Mud, mud, mud mud, mud, mud
DJ Flippp, make the money flip
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud outta that mud
Straight outta that mud outta that
Y'all niggas be lowkey
These niggas don't know me
He a rat, he the police uh, uh
If anything y'all owe me on go like a goalie
Big fye, like on me uh, uh
A lot of them drugs, that's in my codeine
Blue thirty up lonely
More bands getting on me uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Flats for resting big blocks that Tetris
Supernova nexus
Switched out D'lo with Alexis
My adolescents, on antidepressants
Ineffective, my moon crescent
Star of David a blessing
Salad a bitch like dressing
Been about that smoke, it's a mess
Get a message
Niggas gon' choke, talking about they finesse
Leave them broke, got holiday presents
Stack it up, stack it up, stack
Stack, stack up, stack it up
Stack it up that blue, my green is neon
Who the hell is you, pussy boy just a peon
Gimme that loot, diamonds on crayon
Bitch got the boot, f*ck y'all be on
Fury Road, vroomin' on that concrete
Groupie hoes, pull up on me
Dirty that juice, got a pint in my suite
Letting it go, hell nah not even for a feat
Dirty me up, dirty me up
Dirty me up, dirty me up
Straight outta that mud mud, mud
Straight outta that mud, mud mud
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud
Y'all niggas be lowkey
These niggas don't know me
He a rat, he the police uh, uh
If anything y'all owe me on go like a goalie
Big fye, like on me uh, uh
A lot of them drugs, that's in my codeine
Blue thirty up lonely
More bands getting on me uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Hold up, check it out 34 no pump
Move around with a gun 24 with the dunks
Space Ghost with the funk
Rat boy from the slums six gauge with a pump
Wanted a challenge shawty head go dumb
Yeah, check it out
Yeah, hold up, check it out
Hold up, check it out yeah, yeah
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Indigo okay Embasin
Kayoh cook it up!
Double up, triple up big bank, money up
Who down, who up we is, what's up
Pick it up, go ahead go get that
Counting guap not shit, this Wall Street
Brand new duffle to catch a bag
No Z's, cash don't sleep go hard or go home
In the deep end no shark loan
Dollar bills, make clones
Doraville to Flat Shoals pull up, trap home
Throwaways only, no iPhone
Ain't dropping no pin on my stash home
Run it up then get gone
Big guap, what we on
Stock up, that Dow Jones
Stepped out, covers on
Turn good girls into freak hoes
Drip down like leak clothes
Mix Palm Angel with the Needles
Let 'em hate first then copy
See the opps still moving sloppy
Ball hard no backboard rebound
On the rebound, shе with me now
Got a fs fs, shoot no sound
Won't even see it coming, can't gеt down
Pink rock, brown tan molly world, deep down
Manifest, keep balance
Nig gon' sow what they reap now
Big bands, Tom Hanks
Groundhog's day, repeat now
All you could eat buffet
Go ahead get a plate
Young nigga gon' eat now
I don't even like the club
Just go they pay me, guess I'm senile
Doing my thing doing, doing my thing
Don't worry about me now
Double up, triple up big bank, money up
Who down, who up we is, what's up
Pick it up, go ahead go get that
Counting guap not shit, this Wall Street
Brand new duffle to catch a bag
No Z's, cash don't sleep go hard or go home
In the deep end no shark loan
Dollar bills, make clones
Doraville to Flat Shoals pull up, trap home
Throwaways only, no iPhone
Ain't dropping no pin on my stash home
Run it up then get gone
Outta that mud mud
Mud, mud, mud mud, mud, mud
DJ Flippp, make the money flip
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud outta that mud
Straight outta that mud outta that
Y'all niggas be lowkey
These niggas don't know me
He a rat, he the police uh, uh
If anything y'all owe me on go like a goalie
Big fye, like on me uh, uh
A lot of them drugs, that's in my codeine
Blue thirty up lonely
More bands getting on me uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Flats for resting big blocks that Tetris
Supernova nexus
Switched out D'lo with Alexis
My adolescents, on antidepressants
Ineffective, my moon crescent
Star of David a blessing
Salad a bitch like dressing
Been about that smoke, it's a mess
Get a message
Niggas gon' choke, talking about they finesse
Leave them broke, got holiday presents
Stack it up, stack it up, stack
Stack, stack up, stack it up
Stack it up that blue, my green is neon
Who the hell is you, pussy boy just a peon
Gimme that loot, diamonds on crayon
Bitch got the boot, f*ck y'all be on
Fury Road, vroomin' on that concrete
Groupie hoes, pull up on me
Dirty that juice, got a pint in my suite
Letting it go, hell nah not even for a feat
Dirty me up, dirty me up
Dirty me up, dirty me up
Straight outta that mud mud, mud
Straight outta that mud, mud mud
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud
Y'all niggas be lowkey
These niggas don't know me
He a rat, he the police uh, uh
If anything y'all owe me on go like a goalie
Big fye, like on me uh, uh
A lot of them drugs, that's in my codeine
Blue thirty up lonely
More bands getting on me uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Hold up, check it out 34 no pump
Move around with a gun 24 with the dunks
Space Ghost with the funk
Rat boy from the slums six gauge with a pump
Wanted a challenge shawty head go dumb
Yeah, check it out
Yeah, hold up, check it out
Hold up, check it out yeah, yeah
Kayoh cook it up!
Double up, triple up big bank, money up
Who down, who up we is, what's up
Pick it up, go ahead go get that
Counting guap not shit, this Wall Street
Brand new duffle to catch a bag
No Z's, cash don't sleep go hard or go home
In the deep end no shark loan
Dollar bills, make clones
Doraville to Flat Shoals pull up, trap home
Throwaways only, no iPhone
Ain't dropping no pin on my stash home
Run it up then get gone
Big guap, what we on
Stock up, that Dow Jones
Stepped out, covers on
Turn good girls into freak hoes
Drip down like leak clothes
Mix Palm Angel with the Needles
Let 'em hate first then copy
See the opps still moving sloppy
Ball hard no backboard rebound
On the rebound, shе with me now
Got a fs fs, shoot no sound
Won't even see it coming, can't gеt down
Pink rock, brown tan molly world, deep down
Manifest, keep balance
Nig gon' sow what they reap now
Big bands, Tom Hanks
Groundhog's day, repeat now
All you could eat buffet
Go ahead get a plate
Young nigga gon' eat now
I don't even like the club
Just go they pay me, guess I'm senile
Doing my thing doing, doing my thing
Don't worry about me now
Double up, triple up big bank, money up
Who down, who up we is, what's up
Pick it up, go ahead go get that
Counting guap not shit, this Wall Street
Brand new duffle to catch a bag
No Z's, cash don't sleep go hard or go home
In the deep end no shark loan
Dollar bills, make clones
Doraville to Flat Shoals pull up, trap home
Throwaways only, no iPhone
Ain't dropping no pin on my stash home
Run it up then get gone
Outta that mud mud
Mud, mud, mud mud, mud, mud
DJ Flippp, make the money flip
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud outta that mud
Straight outta that mud outta that
Y'all niggas be lowkey
These niggas don't know me
He a rat, he the police uh, uh
If anything y'all owe me on go like a goalie
Big fye, like on me uh, uh
A lot of them drugs, that's in my codeine
Blue thirty up lonely
More bands getting on me uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Flats for resting big blocks that Tetris
Supernova nexus
Switched out D'lo with Alexis
My adolescents, on antidepressants
Ineffective, my moon crescent
Star of David a blessing
Salad a bitch like dressing
Been about that smoke, it's a mess
Get a message
Niggas gon' choke, talking about they finesse
Leave them broke, got holiday presents
Stack it up, stack it up, stack
Stack, stack up, stack it up
Stack it up that blue, my green is neon
Who the hell is you, pussy boy just a peon
Gimme that loot, diamonds on crayon
Bitch got the boot, f*ck y'all be on
Fury Road, vroomin' on that concrete
Groupie hoes, pull up on me
Dirty that juice, got a pint in my suite
Letting it go, hell nah not even for a feat
Dirty me up, dirty me up
Dirty me up, dirty me up
Straight outta that mud mud, mud
Straight outta that mud, mud mud
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud, mud
Straight outta that mud
Y'all niggas be lowkey
These niggas don't know me
He a rat, he the police uh, uh
If anything y'all owe me on go like a goalie
Big fye, like on me uh, uh
A lot of them drugs, that's in my codeine
Blue thirty up lonely
More bands getting on me uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Hold up, check it out 34 no pump
Move around with a gun 24 with the dunks
Space Ghost with the funk
Rat boy from the slums six gauge with a pump
Wanted a challenge shawty head go dumb
Yeah, check it out
Yeah, hold up, check it out
Hold up, check it out yeah, yeah