Turn you to a dancer

Yeah

Internet money b**h

I got black i got white what you want

Hop outside a ghost and hop up in a phantom

I know i'm 'bout to blow i ain't dumb

They try to take my flow i take they ass for ransom

I know that i'm gone

They see me blowin' up now they say they want some

I got two twin glocks turn you to a dancer

I see two twin opps leave 'em on a banner

And i got two thick thots wanna link the gang yeah

I got red i got blue what you want

The chanel or balenciaga louis and vuitton

She know i got the fendi prada when i hit milan

I needed me a die or rider i need me the one

I started from the bottom you could see the way i stunt

I want all the diamonds i want that s**t to weigh a ton

The opps they tryna line me 'cause they hate the place i'm from

But them niggas don't know me they just know the place i'm from

I got lots of shawties tryna pull up to my place

But you ain't want me last year so just get up out my face

They all up in my inbox so i know they want a taste

I know they want my downfall lil' n**a are you laced

I got black i got white what you want

Hop outside a ghost and hop up in a phantom

I know i'm 'bout to blow i ain't dumb

They try to take my flow i take they ass for ransom

I know that i'm gone

They see me blowin' up now they say they want some

I got two twin glocks turn you to a dancer

I see two twin opps leave 'em on a banner

And i got two thick thots wanna link the gang yeah

I'm in it to win it i'ma be the best yes sir

Started from the bottom i ain't have no one yes sir

Had to get big on them niggas bruce banner

Bro split wigs turn a n**a to a dancer

I got hard i got soft what you want

Since the day that i've been on they been blowing up my phone

I can't hear 'em i got all this loud in my lungs

Thumbin' through these blue faces while i'm smoking on runtz

Uh i'm in the hills (Ooh yeah) countin' them bills (Ooh yeah)

All baguette diamonds (Ooh yeah) chandelier give her chills (Yeah)

Feel like yesterday i was just watching fresh prince (Uh)

Now the crib look like bel air rip to uncle phil

Money big uncle phil twin glocks phil and lil

Niggas hate uncle tom spin them off me carousel

Get 'em off me go to hell silencer kill 'em soft

Tecca'll take you for ransom me i'll put you in a coffin

I got black i got white what you want

Hop outside a ghost and hop up in a phantom

I know i'm 'bout to blow i ain't dumb

They try to take my flow i take they ass for ransom

I know that i'm gone

They see me blowin' up now they say they want some

I got two twin glocks turn you to a dancer

I see two twin opps leave 'em on a banner

And i got two thick thots wanna link the gang yeah