[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, look

[Chorus]
Check how we movin' with the vision in mind
I'm low-side with my n***as, on division with slime
Been makin' plays, I'm finna dish 'em a dime
I feel my pocket vibrating, that's your bitch on the line, uh
Check how I'm livin' with the vision in mind
I'm low-side with my n***as on division with slime
You tryna hit me, gotta get in a line
Better go and get you some business 'stead of dippin' in mine

[Verse 1]
Look
I hit the avenue, baby, I'm on a mission
I peel a scab or two if you play me some pimpin'
I used to talk a lot, lately, lady, I listen
I'm quick to cut 'em if they can't play they position
We slizzard inside the Chevy, no levy, holdin' the wave
Blowin' this hеrbal medley, hit like a bundlе of sage
Poppin' my lil' ism, I did 'em dirty, I'm petty
Movin', you hear me shakin', just hit my line when you ready
Straight from that Mississippi, a plate of fish and spaghetti
N***as deep in they feelings, I'm feelin' like gettin' fetti'
Fuck up out my mentions if you ain't mention that money
N***as thinkin' they player, we play it thinkin' it's funny
Put that tip in her tummy until she tell me she love me
If it work I'm a genius, and if it don't I'm a dummy
Funny that double standard, they never give you the credit
Leavin' n***as behind me to focus on where I'm headed, like
[Chorus]
Check how we movin' with the vision in mind
I'm low-side with my n***as, on division with slime
Been makin' plays, I'm finna dish 'em a dime
I feel my pocket vibrating, that's your bitch on the line, uh
Check how I'm livin' with the vision in mind
I'm low-side with my n***as on division with slime
You tryna hit me, gotta get in a line
Better go and get you some business 'stead of dippin' in mine

[Verse 2]
They never wanna see me winnin', I know it
Burnin' weed like I grow it, I got the feels of a poet
And even if I don't show it, I brought that bitch and I'll blow it
Just bought a bottle of Moët, she lick a dick when I pour it
Baby draggin' a wagon, I wonder, "How did she tow it?"
I'm that diva receiver, already know that she'll throw it
I touch down for the touchdown
Make lil' baby bust down
Rude as I wanna with that "I don't give a fuck" sound
Every time they come 'round spittin' that garbage
Think he kickin' me knowledge, but I was skippin' in college
These n***as talkin' that folly must be off of that molly
And I can't argue with n***as if they can't call me from Bali
I told 'em
[Chorus]
Check how we movin' with the vision in mind
I'm low-side with my n***as, on division with slime
Been makin' plays, I'm finna dish 'em a dime
I feel my pocket vibrating, that's your bitch on the line, uh
Check how I'm livin' with the vision in mind
I'm low-side with my n***as on division with slime
You tryna hit me, gotta get in a line
Better go and get you some business 'stead of dippin' in mine
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