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I'm pickin' this bag up bag

I'm doin' my research

They hope if I fall down

I won't Iand with my feet first

My dawg he a boss now leveled up

Yeah that's teamwork

When you packin' the white down

You gotta go do the green first

Then my shorty hit ten

Rack it up for me in the pool yeah

I just ordered the Benz as a lease

'Cause I'm in the mood uh

Keep wonderin' what I do yeah

Three women in the nude flex

Police caught us on the move yeah

Shawty asked for the truth yeah

Fourteen hundred on some Diors

Black and white just like a keyboard

Lookin' at the world from

Top of Burj Khalifa with my dawg

Thinkin' d**n maybe this could be ours

Prayed for it yeah I pray on it

Work hard I can't wait for it no way

Squad came a long way

All the w**d I smoke top shelf

All my beats from the top shelf

From the street I do not care

I leave you and your block buried

Phantom a nightmare

Roarin' in fifth gear

My drip make a b***h stare

Get the money then spend it like windmill

All the w**d I smoke top shelf

All my beats from the top shelf

From the street I do not care

I leave you and your block buried

Phantom a nightmare Phantom

Roarin' in fifth gear

My drip make a b***h stare

Get the money then spend it like windmill

Next time y'all see me I'ma have me some new toys

N***as been goin' around puttin' on

Buyin' little chains and s**t like that

I'm I I buy toys I have a toy chest n***a

Ain't none of that little jewelry s**t I dig that

How now we're coppin' tees

Come through my hood and see without these

See them toys out there

Jumped out the trenches I really took flight

I'll start from the entrance

I got real and I'm very precise

I go f**k up a pendulum

I'm blessed that I'm livin' this life

Get the backwoods I spent it

'Cause I'm gettin' it back every night

Went from parks with the benches to parkin' the Benzes

It's to late don't get on your friendship

I need an M and a stu' kickin' it like Timberland boots

Count up and flick through the blue

Y'all n***a ain't got a clue y'all n***as ain't got a clue

Y'all know none about nothin' ha

Get your hand out my pocket little boy

I ain't dropped nothin' in like two years mm

And I'm still gettin' to the money ayy

Mama so happy when she see me d**n

She don't even know I grew or nothin'

I been gettin' lost somewhere

Met the hoes and girls last Summer

You don't know none about nothin'

You been doin' coke or somethin'

You don't know none about nothin'

Yeah

All the w**d I smoke top shelf

All my beats from the top shelf

From the street I do not care

I leave you and your block buried

Phantom a nightmare phantom

Roarin' in fifth gear

My drip make a b***h stare

Get the money then spend it like windmill

All the w**d I smoke top shelf

All the w**d I smoke top shelf

All my beats from the top shelf

All my beats from the top shelf

From the street I do not care

From the street I do not care

I leave you and your block buried

Phantom a nightmare Phantom

Roarin' in fifth gear

My drip make a b***h stare

Get the money then spend it like windmill

Yeah yeah