Serve It Up

Serving up bricks like I'm Pablo
All these Blue Hunnids like I'm Hardo
Running from me like you Chapo
Spray his down with the choppa
Bodies in the street call the Docta
Make a nigga dance like Samba
Got these hoes calling, Mo Bamba
Sipping that drink, that jamba (juice!)
Serving up
Serving up
Serving up
Serving up the drank
Roll it up
Roll it up
Roll it up
Smoking on the stank
Count it up
Count it up
Count it up
More money than a bank
Hold it up
Hold it up
Hold it up
I toast to the fame

Back the fuck up
Get the fuck out my face
Dont talk to me nigga if you are a lame
Bust your girl down
She walking with shame
I am the beast that cannot be contained
Throwing the cash till my wrist is sprained
Apply the ice then I'm back in the game
Feeling so cold that there's ice in my brain
Smoking that strain to relieve all the pain
Clones of me nigga, y'all all look the same
There's only one me
And they all know the name
They know that its Nove
And I take ya bitch home
Pussy so good I'm losing control
Chop the man down leave him with holes
M.K. that nigga I'm snatching his soul
Check out the cash, check out the whip
You wanna know what its like to have drip

Serving up bricks like I'm Pablo
All these Blue Hunnids like I'm Hardo
Running from me like you Chapo
Spray his down with the choppa
Bodies in the street call the Docta
Make a nigga dance like Samba
Got these hoes calling, Mo Bamba
Sipping that drink, that jamba (juice!)
Serving up
Serving up
Serving up
Serving up the drank
Roll it up
Roll it up
Roll it up
Smoking on the stank
Count it up
Count it up
Count it up
More money than a bank
Hold it up
Hold it up
Hold it up
I toast to the fame

This is my time
I rise and I grind
Started from nothing
But now I am something
Trick out the whip
Flexing
I'm stunting
Super sport mode with the press of a button
Pull up we hunting
Better start running
Squeeze on the trigger
And then we start bucking
I'm too faded
Bitch I'm buzzing
Don't give a fuck
Cause the party still bugging
Chopping it up with the Narcos
Shootin three times like I'm Rondo
Go and get the bag
Got it pronto
Hitting turbo with the precious cargo
Trapping out the bando
Watching all my ammo
Reaching below the belt
Grabbing on my handle
Watch where you grab bitch might cause a scandal
And I'm burning slow
Like a fucking candle

Serving up bricks like I'm Pablo
All these Blue Hunnids like I'm Hardo
Running from me like you Chapo
Spray his down with the choppa
Bodies in the street call the Docta
Make a nigga dance like Samba
Got these hoes calling, Mo Bamba
Sipping that drink, that jamba (juice!)
Serving up
Serving up
Serving up
Serving up the drank
Roll it up
Roll it up
Roll it up
Smoking on the stank
Count it up
Count it up
Count it up
More money than a bank
Hold it up
Hold it up
Hold it up
I toast to the fame