Full Moon
Playmakers
Yeah
Turn up
Run that back Turbo
Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel (hotel)
I got to win, I can't fail (can't fail)
New foreign, not the Chevelle (not the Chevelle, hah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail (drip out the mail)
This drip ain't going on sale (on sale)
Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale ('til I'm pale)
Can't fuck with you, Petty LaBelle (lil' Petty)
Me and my brother like Kenan and Kel (Kenan and Kel)
Seen the rest of my niggas in jail (jail)
Lot of smoke when that Demon fishtail (yeah it smoke)
Niggas hoes and they startin' to reveal (niggas hoes)
Damn, I hope he don't tell (I hope he don't tell)
He solid, I'm paying his bail (paying his bail)
Ain't no fake shit, we keepin' it real (keepin' it real)
I keep me a hammer, no nails (no nails)
Moved out the condo to L (moved out the condo)
Shootout like Rondo, the opps (shootout)
The codeine dissolving these pills (these pills)
Gucci drip down to my socks (uh, Gucci drip)
Drove the Hellcat out of here (skrrt)
Wintertime, mink or the fox (mink or the fox)
New Richard Mille my watch (yeah, Mille my watch, yeah)
(Yeah) if we slime then I'm slimin' you out
I let too many thots in the house (Thots in the house)
I can't fuck then I'm kickin' you out (I'm kickin' you out, uh)
I'm still matchin' my bag with the pouch (yeah)
I'm a young gangster mixed with a scout (mixed with a scout)
I done stacked me a bigger amount (a bigger amount)
Had to show you what Gunna be 'bout (Gunna be 'bout)
(Yeah), yeah, I did this shit with no vouch (no vouch)
I let your bitch whip it round (whip it round)
Fucking her ass and her mouth (mouth)
Glad that I came out the South (came out the South)
Made it through hate and the doubt (hate and the doubt)
Drippin', it gave me some clout (it gave me some clout)
Take a G5 through the clouds (clouds, huh)
Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel (hotel)
I got to win, I can't fail (can't fail)
New foreign, not the Chevelle (not the Chevelle, hah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail (drip out the mail)
This drip ain't going on sale (on sale)
Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale ('til I'm pale)
Woah, slatt
Got big guns and I will (I will)
Don't make me wan' kill (wan' kill)
Fucked her right off pill
Woah, yeah (Lil Uzi), all-white gold no steel (yeah)
Rose gold link on chill
My diamonds they teal (brr)
They hit white in the light, and at night can't tell, uh (can't tell)
You know that my name it ring bells (ring bells)
You know I'm high like a light bill (light bill, yeah)
I put my dick in your female (oh, yeah)
No pasta but make 'em eat shells (oh, yeah)
The Lambo, I need a seatbelt (skrrt)
Two-hundred my dash, you could tell (woah)
You racin' but chasin' a tail (ayy)
I drop my top like it's Montel (okay)
You know Gunna double-C, Chanel (Chanel)
No Jordan hide behind spell (spells)
You know forty with the hollow shell (shells)
With that smell, baby, YSL (YSL)
Ooh mister, uh, slimy like a snail, yeah (snail, slatt, slatt)
These diamonds on my wrist, them bitches wet just like a whale (oh yeah, what?)
My new crib so big, yeah, my backyard, it got a trail (it do, what?)
You know my swag is so clean, got green, not talkin' kale (ooh, what?)
Clip long like a unibrow, so my Glock, it named Helga, uh (yeah, yeah)
Took me one whole day to fly that bitch and she Australian (oh, what? Yeah)
What's her name, don't look like a snitch so I ain't with the tellin' (slatt, slatt, slime)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel (hotel)
I got to win, I can't fail (can't fail)
New foreign, not the Chevelle (not the Chevelle, hah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail (drip out the mail)
This drip ain't going on sale (on sale)
Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale ('til I'm pale)
Woah, yeah (woah), we just been living it better
YSL, we want the smoke, that's forever (woah, woah)
Feel like a mice on the race to the cheddar (yeah, yeah)
In the penthouse, we came straight out the shelter (ooh)
Yeah, we came straight out the shelter
Woah, yeah, I got a burner, it melt you (bah)
You got the cards that they dealt you (bah)
They mad a nigga ain't felt them (bah)
Woah, yeah (woah), FN is light as a feather (yeah)
Hit him two times, Raymond Felton (Felton)
We still in the race for the cheddar (cheddar)
Woah, yeah (Woah), Gunna Gunna in the Tesla (swerve)
Doors up like a feather (swerve)
Models pullin' in every time that we let 'em (yeah)
Woah, yeah, slimy slimy, yeah we slimes (slatt)
AP Hublot for the time (slatt)
So a hoe can't waste my time (no)
Baby VV's cost a dime (dime)
Streets heating up, me and Gunna got the iron (press 'em, press 'em, press 'em)
Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel (hotel)
I got to win, I can't fail (can't fail)
New foreign, not the Chevelle (not the Chevelle, hah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail (drip out the mail)
This drip ain't going on sale (on sale)
Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale ('til I'm pale)
Woah, slatt
Yeah
Turn up
Run that back Turbo
Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel (hotel)
I got to win, I can't fail (can't fail)
New foreign, not the Chevelle (not the Chevelle, hah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail (drip out the mail)
This drip ain't going on sale (on sale)
Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale ('til I'm pale)
Can't fuck with you, Petty LaBelle (lil' Petty)
Me and my brother like Kenan and Kel (Kenan and Kel)
Seen the rest of my niggas in jail (jail)
Lot of smoke when that Demon fishtail (yeah it smoke)
Niggas hoes and they startin' to reveal (niggas hoes)
Damn, I hope he don't tell (I hope he don't tell)
He solid, I'm paying his bail (paying his bail)
Ain't no fake shit, we keepin' it real (keepin' it real)
I keep me a hammer, no nails (no nails)
Moved out the condo to L (moved out the condo)
Shootout like Rondo, the opps (shootout)
The codeine dissolving these pills (these pills)
Gucci drip down to my socks (uh, Gucci drip)
Drove the Hellcat out of here (skrrt)
Wintertime, mink or the fox (mink or the fox)
New Richard Mille my watch (yeah, Mille my watch, yeah)
(Yeah) if we slime then I'm slimin' you out
I let too many thots in the house (Thots in the house)
I can't fuck then I'm kickin' you out (I'm kickin' you out, uh)
I'm still matchin' my bag with the pouch (yeah)
I'm a young gangster mixed with a scout (mixed with a scout)
I done stacked me a bigger amount (a bigger amount)
Had to show you what Gunna be 'bout (Gunna be 'bout)
(Yeah), yeah, I did this shit with no vouch (no vouch)
I let your bitch whip it round (whip it round)
Fucking her ass and her mouth (mouth)
Glad that I came out the South (came out the South)
Made it through hate and the doubt (hate and the doubt)
Drippin', it gave me some clout (it gave me some clout)
Take a G5 through the clouds (clouds, huh)
Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel (hotel)
I got to win, I can't fail (can't fail)
New foreign, not the Chevelle (not the Chevelle, hah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail (drip out the mail)
This drip ain't going on sale (on sale)
Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale ('til I'm pale)
Woah, slatt
Got big guns and I will (I will)
Don't make me wan' kill (wan' kill)
Fucked her right off pill
Woah, yeah (Lil Uzi), all-white gold no steel (yeah)
Rose gold link on chill
My diamonds they teal (brr)
They hit white in the light, and at night can't tell, uh (can't tell)
You know that my name it ring bells (ring bells)
You know I'm high like a light bill (light bill, yeah)
I put my dick in your female (oh, yeah)
No pasta but make 'em eat shells (oh, yeah)
The Lambo, I need a seatbelt (skrrt)
Two-hundred my dash, you could tell (woah)
You racin' but chasin' a tail (ayy)
I drop my top like it's Montel (okay)
You know Gunna double-C, Chanel (Chanel)
No Jordan hide behind spell (spells)
You know forty with the hollow shell (shells)
With that smell, baby, YSL (YSL)
Ooh mister, uh, slimy like a snail, yeah (snail, slatt, slatt)
These diamonds on my wrist, them bitches wet just like a whale (oh yeah, what?)
My new crib so big, yeah, my backyard, it got a trail (it do, what?)
You know my swag is so clean, got green, not talkin' kale (ooh, what?)
Clip long like a unibrow, so my Glock, it named Helga, uh (yeah, yeah)
Took me one whole day to fly that bitch and she Australian (oh, what? Yeah)
What's her name, don't look like a snitch so I ain't with the tellin' (slatt, slatt, slime)
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel (hotel)
I got to win, I can't fail (can't fail)
New foreign, not the Chevelle (not the Chevelle, hah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail (drip out the mail)
This drip ain't going on sale (on sale)
Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale ('til I'm pale)
Woah, yeah (woah), we just been living it better
YSL, we want the smoke, that's forever (woah, woah)
Feel like a mice on the race to the cheddar (yeah, yeah)
In the penthouse, we came straight out the shelter (ooh)
Yeah, we came straight out the shelter
Woah, yeah, I got a burner, it melt you (bah)
You got the cards that they dealt you (bah)
They mad a nigga ain't felt them (bah)
Woah, yeah (woah), FN is light as a feather (yeah)
Hit him two times, Raymond Felton (Felton)
We still in the race for the cheddar (cheddar)
Woah, yeah (Woah), Gunna Gunna in the Tesla (swerve)
Doors up like a feather (swerve)
Models pullin' in every time that we let 'em (yeah)
Woah, yeah, slimy slimy, yeah we slimes (slatt)
AP Hublot for the time (slatt)
So a hoe can't waste my time (no)
Baby VV's cost a dime (dime)
Streets heating up, me and Gunna got the iron (press 'em, press 'em, press 'em)
Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel (hotel)
I got to win, I can't fail (can't fail)
New foreign, not the Chevelle (not the Chevelle, hah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail (drip out the mail)
This drip ain't going on sale (on sale)
Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale ('til I'm pale)
Woah, slatt
Credits
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Chandler Durham, Sergio Giavanni Kitchens, Jordan Barge
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