Got them Narcs they all on my ass, they say I’m getting cash, I came up from the bottom, man I swear I ain’t going back, I can’t wait to get a Mil, get my mama out up the hill, the streets done made legend, but I’m tryna disappear (x2)

Got them Narcs all on my ass, they get behind me, do the dash, and these fuck n***as be mad, cause I’m stuck inside my bag, took my mama out the trenches, she say she like the way she living, every picture that show you mama, swear it’s gone be vivid, run it up, I’m living lavish, me and Lil Baby this a classic, Drip Too Hard, don’t need no caption, this new Bentley, creep through traffic, money calling, speed through traffic, Balenciaga’s , dolce & gabanna
I don’t need help when it comes to this styling
I been having wings got fly as a pilot
I bought her Chanel, that fendi and Prada
Im Dripping in water
Creating these splashes
She said I was broke
Every card I got is platinum
She made a mistake
When she I thought was average
I’m fiending for money
So I gotta have it
I’m fiending for money
So I gotta have it
I keep them racks on me
It’s a habit
I’m living my best life
Living lavish

Got them Narcs they all on my ass, they say I’m getting cash, I came up from the bottom, man I swear I ain’t going back, I can’t wait to get a Mil, get my mama out the hill, the streets done made legend, but I’m tryna disappear (x2)