[Intro]
You know the vibes
I s o yeah yeah
We the tribe
When we come through
Yeah we keep this shit live

[Chorus]
Throw some dressing up on my designer
That's my bitch, nah you can't get beside her
I'm in the cut, yeah I'm up inside it
So throw it up if you is a rider
Pass the blunt yo somebody stole my lighter
Shining on em' cause the future looking brighter
Bling blow
I told her ima lover not a fighter
We popping bubbly
Nah this ain't no apple cider

[Refrain]
Ayee
Put that p on me
Put that p on me
I got lots of hunnids
Yеah we making money
Damn it's wet tsunami
Body likе a ashanti
She get it from ha mommy
She get it from ha mommy
What the lick read hey
Where the benji's hey
Where the real gz hey
Where my baddies hey
Keep it Fendi
I need that Louie hey
Life is Gucci hey
Is you Prada me
What the lick read hey
Where the Benji's hey
Where the real g'z hey
Where my baddies hey
Keep it Fendi
I need that Louie hey
Life is Gucci
Is you Prada me
[Verse 1]
Life is what you make it &
It's all apart of god's plan
Pass the kid the rock cause
You know I keep a hot hand
In this bish we wreaking
Cuz i'm rolling up a pot plant
Notty dread with me & you know
We keep it locked in
Swinging in this b from
Bish to bish like i'm tarzan
Which one i'ma pick
Cause a n got some options
Please don't come here with
Bad vibes issa caution
They gon' put some money on ya head
Now that's a bargain &
You know I keep a different flavor
Like i'm carmen
Beanie on me bish, yeah you know it
Like I'm cartman
She gon gimme mouth
With no teeth cause i'm flossin
Told em put some respect on our name
Now we bossin
[Chorus]
Throw some dressing up on my designer
That's my bish, nah you can't get beside her
I'm in the cut, yeah I'm up inside it
So throw it up, if you is a rider
Pass the blunt yo somebody stole my lighter
Shining on em' cause the future looking brighter
Bling blow
I told her ima lover not a fighter
We popping bubbly
Nah this ain't no apple cider

[Verse 2]
What's the lick read
Get it by any means
We been killing shit
Since we was fifteen
We the dream team
They just nobodies
We the kingpins
Doing big things
F these n***as talking bout
Cause all they do is run they mouth
N say they want the smoke
But every time you call em' out
You could see them walking out
Had to move up off of strauss
Bout to cop a big house &
We about to run the south
N know we got that bounce
Now all we needs a big amount
To put into our bank account
Iso cd's hand em out
All these B fanning out
Keep on pulling cameras out
Every time we come around
They know we come to shut it
Shut it down
[Chorus]
Throw some dressing up on my designer
That's my bish, nah you can't get beside her
I'm in the cut, yeah I'm up inside it
So throw it up if you is a rider
Pass the blunt yo somebody stole my lighter
Shining on em' cause the future looking brighter
Bling blaow
I told her ima lover not a fighter
We popping bubbly
Nah this ain't no apple cider

[Outro]
Ayee
Put that p on me
Put that p on me
I got lots of hunnids
Yeah we making money
Damn it's wet tsunami
Body like a ashanti
She get it from ha mommy
She get it from ha mommy