[00:02.73]Ah-ah-ah, hey
[00:13.49]Run that back, Turbo
[00:16.06]You ****** bogus, I see the imposers
[00:17.78]I used to say, "YOLO," trap on Motorolla
[00:19.66]Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it
[00:21.73]Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated
[00:23.73]Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this
[00:25.83]The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses
[00:27.73]Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune
[00:29.70]I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question
[00:31.75]I got a ***** like Keisha off of Belly
[00:33.75]Police got dogs and they can't even smell me
[00:35.71]Keep me a cup, I got a lean belly
[00:37.81]20s on me, I call 'em green relish
[00:39.84]Balmain my jeans, if not, they embellished
[00:41.74]Too many vibes, they think I'm R. Kelly
[00:43.78]PH in the sky, we got 'em already
[00:45.68]PJ in the sky and I don't wanna land it
[00:47.86]Creepin' at night, the VLONE bandit
[00:49.74]I prayed to the sky and none of this was handed
[00:51.71]Worked all my life and now I understand it
[00:53.59]Crawled up like a mouse, but I could never tell it
[00:55.75]I got the sweetest sauce like jelly
[00:57.80]Try disrespect me, you all get beheaded
[00:59.66]I got the drip, they call me Dripavelli
[01:01.66]I held him down, that ***** was my celly
[01:03.75]**** you **** ******, never made me heartless
[01:05.68]Thank God, came and got me, used to shop at Target
[01:07.89]They cut out the coupe before we hit the market
[01:09.66]We don't pack our bags 'cause we gon' shop regardless
[01:11.79]Backend, I'm back in, paid up for the party
[01:13.70]I done came a long way from openin' up for Carti
[01:15.63]Shades and my bracelets Cartier Carti
[01:17.70]Police's cases, all that we avoidin'
[01:19.75]The lean in my cup gettin' more and more muddy
[01:21.69]I shown all my love, I've never been a bully
[01:23.79]Got every color VLONE hoody
[01:25.77]Just jumped in the game and still I ain't no rookie
[01:27.69]I got this sauce, cream and puddin'
[01:29.68]I came with the drip, got everybody lookin'
[01:31.70]Cherish your blessings, easily could be tooken
[01:33.71]Send a front in, it's easy to get a book in
[01:35.81]You ****** bogus, I see the imposers
[01:37.67]I used to say, "YOLO," trap on Motorolla
[01:39.66]Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it
[01:41.73]Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated
[01:43.73]Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this
[01:45.78]The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses
[01:47.74]Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune
[01:49.73]I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question
[01:51.72]Yeah, cash all my backends, I bought me a Patek
[01:53.78]Addicted to cabbage, the money relax me
[01:55.67]My mom and them happy, I bought them a mansion
[01:57.67]I still rock the fitted, but I don't be cappin' (Skrrt)
[01:59.66]These camouflage denim like I just went campin'
[02:01.64]They still can't believe that I made it, they happy
[02:03.67]I been gettin' money before I was rappin'
[02:05.63]I'm ridin' in the Wraith like I play with the actors
[02:07.78]No pleadin', arraignment, ain't takin' no charges
[02:09.67]My young *****'s solid, I know that he got me
[02:11.52]He keep his mouth closed, I'ma buy him a foreign
[02:13.64]Penthouse, hotel suite whenever we're tourin'
[02:15.73]How foreign my tint is, I still rock the Jordan
[02:17.66]Packin' out shows, love my fans, they important
[02:19.73]And I'm still in the trap, in the hood like a motor
[02:21.65]Spend thousands on fragrance, she ******' my older
[02:23.69]I just started rappin', I made me some millions
[02:25.73]Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm runnin' my city
[02:27.69]These bracelets came healthy, they cost me a 50
[02:29.69]I leveled it up, I've been handlin' business
[02:31.75]Gettin' 20 a night, every day, different city
[02:33.71]I just keep puttin' this syrup in my kidneys
[02:35.68]This the big one, boy, this not the Jubilee (Jubilee)
[02:37.70]I got Gunna with me, rockin' VLONE, Supreme (Yeah, yeah)
[02:39.74]You ****** bogus, I see the imposers
[02:41.65]I used to say, "YOLO," trap on Motorolla
[02:43.67]Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it
[02:45.72]Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated
[02:47.75]Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this
[02:49.72]The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses
[02:51.75]Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune
[02:53.78]I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question (Uh)