Yuh yuh I’m up like yeaaa
Uh yuh I’m up like yea
Walk around town wit the Glock, boy I don’t care
Hunnid round up in this clip, bitch don’t u dare
Screamin like yea
Life ain’t fair
Dior on my body she can smell me in the air
Don’t be scared
I let the, yuh
Choppa beat em like a nail
Send that baby boy to hell
Bullets flying through air
We some future millionaires
We some future millionaires, yea
Zoom in that bitch, that's a AMG I’m gone
Ouuu I can wait to take my, take my baby home
She gone love me long timе, buy her what she what she want
Thеy gone try to ride the wave, ughhh tell em leave me 'lone
Had to get em gone
Choppa break his bones
Never coming home
Phaydo a rolling stone
If it ain’t about the guap lil n***a, just stop lil n***a, don’t hit my phone
Run up, get shot lil n***a, I pop lil n***as, might do u wrong