[Intro]
Packin' no luggage, know what I'm sayin'? I'll be right back though (Finesse, you stupid for this ho, like a motherfucker)
Uh, uh, yeah

[Verse]
Flying out to Cali, I ain't packing no luggage
Yeah, yeah, let's do it
Say they looking for me, I was probably somewhere counting up the money
Yeah, yeah, getting to it
I just got a hundred of 'em all in one day
I just fucked a redbone badder than Beyonce (Uh)
I just made five thousand dollars off of one play (One play)
I just spent some money on a whole bunch of AKs (AKs)
I just got a automatic chip from my ese
I find this shit funny when these n***as talking gunplay
They know how I'm coming, it's gon' only end up one way
Catch him out in traffic, we gon' send him on a one way (Hold up)
My lil' n***as savage, they just wanna hear the gun spray
My lil' bitch the baddest, I could put her on the runway
My pockets the fattest, I done had a couple entres
Every day we trappin', we don't believe in takin' off days (Takin' off days)
Rapping or the trappin', I can't pick so I took both ways
Best way to have it, have bitches going both ways (Uh)
I don't even know if I'ma throwaway the throwaway
Capital G up in my gangster, it ain't lower case
All these diamonds on me, I just wonder what your whore say
N***a on a slower day, we was cooking four a day
Scars from the street, they so deep they won't go away
Dope fends geeking 'cause it's heat, ain't oil based
Diamonds on my wrist and on my teeth, shit [?]
Turn a half of brick hard, I can't lie, had a hard day
Bitch, this ain't a arcade, my lil' n***a don't play
We gon' get to shooting if a n***a look the wrong way
Said I was done and fucked around and caught 'nother case
Fucking with the bond, I done blew another thirty K
I keep four pockets, I got a twenty on me everyday
You paid to talk shit tell 'em crackers check my resume
If that dope don't hit the bottom, then that brick ain't clean
What the fuck is y'all drankin'? That shit ain't lean
What the fuck was y'all thinking, I was running out of cheese?
I ain't never falling off, I got plug on the P's (Slatt)
I just run the sack up, I ain't fumbling a thing
Got them racks put up, I ain't clumsy with the green (Huh?)
Ain't never need a bitch, dawg, what a bitch need
Baby, I been making love to the money machine (Go)
Lov-love all my brothers, can't shit come between
Make it straight out the gutter, that make you a king
I got charged with some with some cutters that wasn't for me
Man, them bitches so crooked and it's fuck the police (Fuck 'em)
I been back gettin' paid ever since my release
All the CO's amazed by my chain and my piece
Baby, I'm going global, way more than the East
It ain't up for debate, I'm the voice of the streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Outro]
Up for debate, I'm the voice of the streets
I'm going global, way more than the East
Said ain't up for debate, I'm the voice of my street
Back gettin' paid ever since my release
All the CO's amazed by my chain and my piece
I'm going global, way more than the East
Said ain't up for debate, I'm the voice of the streets