Turn me up YC turn me up YC turn me up YC
Ayy grab that grab the scale
Get them bags over there put this s**t on it let's go
We ain't got all day man
Go
I was makin' plays if you ever seen me runnin'
I believe
What I served my J it's gon' leave his nose runnin'
Raw
F**k it murder was the case I gave my lawyer another hundred
Here
You can never be too safe so why your chopper in the trunk
Too much lackin'
I let 'em feel like they got away they just get by
True
If she say that you the only one that's f**kin' she a lie
Where you at now
Standin' over the stove tryna whip a pie
Prices high
Bye bye if you ain't tryna buy a brick or pound
No hablo inglés woah
Smokin' gettin' a manicure the struggle build my character
Woah
75 K in each ear lil' boy get your carats up
One- fifty
Wockesha that's all I pour inside my cup look lavender
Purple
Them talkin' ain't stop no money so it ain't affect us
Woah
Got enough Cubans on I ain't tryna link with no n***a
Tryna link with no n***a
I don't give a f**k they had some Act'
I still wouldn't drink with no n***as
Still won't sip with no n***a
Where I'm from you up a hundred they look at you like that n***a
Crazy
Just 'cause you told me 'bout bodies don't mean I believe you my n***a
Know what's up with you
If you ever seen me runnin' it was probably off on the plug
Gone
She like " Mmm mmm boy you toxic but that's the s**t that I love"
Me too
I'm pulled over with the hazards makin' plays on the E- way
Rushin'
Operation smooth I won't even talk on a prepay
Go
I was makin' plays if you ever seen me runnin'
I believe
What I served my J it's gon' leave his nose runnin'
Raw
F**k it murder was the case I gave my lawyer another hundred
Here
You can never be too safe so why your chopper in the trunk
Too much lackin'
I let 'em feel like they got away they just get by
True
If she say that you the only one that's f**kin' she a lie
Where you at now
Standin' over the stove tryna whip a pie
Prices high
Bye bye if you ain't tryna buy a brick or pound
No hablo inglés
Woah yeah
Pour up the drink a hundred pounds ain't mixin' it
Send the regular OG back baggin' up exotic packs woah
Four forty- eight plus them fifteen grams
You know how much a turkey bag weigh
What
He sent them bales they overweight woah
Yeah
Can't stop until I'm overpaid these n***as overrated
Caught a flight he got delayed my trap be jumpin' Chick- fil- A
Woah stamped down the middle I break down a brick a day yeah
Probably charge you Kanye yeah three- fifty for a
I was makin' plays if you ever seen me runnin'
I believe
What I served my J it's gon' leave his nose runnin'
Raw
F**k it murder was the case I gave my lawyer another hundred
Here
You can never be too safe so why your chopper in the trunk
Too much lackin'
I let 'em feel like they got away they just get by
True
If she say that you the only one that's f**kin' she a lie
Where you at now
Standin' over the stove tryna whip a pie
Prices high
Bye bye if you ain't tryna buy a brick or pound
No hablo inglés
