Go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Uh, yeah, uh

Tipping on four fours
I don't trip about my old hoes
Went and copped some new clothes
Should of went and copped some new flows
Bank account was getting low
So I hit the streets to get some more
Momma said I gots to glow
Poppa told me "kick the doors"
Bossed up like I should
Little n***a from the hood (yeah, yeah)
Never stressing how I'm good
Can't explain what's understood (yeah, yeah)
Dialing a hoe, different galaxy
Bitches texting wanna ravish me
Lapis on my finger dazzling
One of none these n***as mad at me
Passionate as ever
Match my fashion with the weather now
SPS forever
Still be rolling up in heaven, yeah
I was down back
Growing shrooms in my apartment, yeah
I was up, mad
Need a blunt and sum to spark it up, aye
Bitch I ain't broke no more, aye
Then I got smoke all drough, aye
Then I got a check for the show, aye
Then I got some neck on the road, aye
Bitch I ain't broke no more, aye
Then I got smoke all drough, aye
Then I got a check for the show, aye
Then I got some neck on the road