In the Paint
Switching lanes
All green hundreds in the safe
You don't really need him he a lame
See it in they soul
They just want to see me fall
But I'm balling like I'm really in the paint
I just got some diamonds and they showing
Rolling off a tab but I'm a go in
Shawty in the back said she floating
Spending all my money yeah I blow it
Like oh oh
Flexing on the gram shit I act be so rude
turn them into shit when they see my crew
All these niggas dead if they make one move yeah yeah yeah
Post in my station
I'm on a bean, so I'm feeling amazing
Call me a genius I'm switching my payment
Watch how speak y'all be tasting the pavement
I be sipping forty so I'm really out my mind
Counting up my dead's feel like this should be a crime
The way she throw it Back shit I might just make her mine
Really with the shit you can see it in my eyes
You ain't really want me you just want the fame
Walk up in the party bitch glad I came
I'm a hit her squeeze like she lemonade
Skrrt up out my whip like I'm really switching lanes
Switching lanes
All green hundreds in the safe
You don't really need him he a lame
See it in they soul
They just want to see me fall
But I'm balling like I'm really in the paint
I just got some diamonds and they showing
Rolling off a tab but I'm a go in
Shawty in the back said she floating
Spending all my money yeah I blow it
I just want me the patek and fuck the baddest bitches
Hustle big with dawgs real shit don't get it twisted
My homieC from the block I swear he got the vision
I keep on shooting my shot and one day I won't be missing
I be Rocking doors I hit em random
Treat them like they a bitch I make em stand up
Hit it fast like a jet no need a landing
Trapping up in a house my shit abandoned
My shit cold from them grills I rock designer
Bad bitches in heels they always line up
Spitting heat from my shit don't need a lighter
Knock a pussy ass out shit I'm a fighter
All the bitches that I run through
Knock that pussy out like 1 2
Send the text late but she come through
All these bitches here but I want you
Switching lanes
All green hundreds in the safe
You don't really need him he a lame
See it in they soul
They just want to see me fall
But I'm balling like I'm really in the paint
I just got some diamonds and they showing
Rolling off a tab but I'm a go in
Shawty in the back said she floating
Spending all my money yeah I blow it
All green hundreds in the safe
You don't really need him he a lame
See it in they soul
They just want to see me fall
But I'm balling like I'm really in the paint
I just got some diamonds and they showing
Rolling off a tab but I'm a go in
Shawty in the back said she floating
Spending all my money yeah I blow it
Like oh oh
Flexing on the gram shit I act be so rude
turn them into shit when they see my crew
All these niggas dead if they make one move yeah yeah yeah
Post in my station
I'm on a bean, so I'm feeling amazing
Call me a genius I'm switching my payment
Watch how speak y'all be tasting the pavement
I be sipping forty so I'm really out my mind
Counting up my dead's feel like this should be a crime
The way she throw it Back shit I might just make her mine
Really with the shit you can see it in my eyes
You ain't really want me you just want the fame
Walk up in the party bitch glad I came
I'm a hit her squeeze like she lemonade
Skrrt up out my whip like I'm really switching lanes
Switching lanes
All green hundreds in the safe
You don't really need him he a lame
See it in they soul
They just want to see me fall
But I'm balling like I'm really in the paint
I just got some diamonds and they showing
Rolling off a tab but I'm a go in
Shawty in the back said she floating
Spending all my money yeah I blow it
I just want me the patek and fuck the baddest bitches
Hustle big with dawgs real shit don't get it twisted
My homieC from the block I swear he got the vision
I keep on shooting my shot and one day I won't be missing
I be Rocking doors I hit em random
Treat them like they a bitch I make em stand up
Hit it fast like a jet no need a landing
Trapping up in a house my shit abandoned
My shit cold from them grills I rock designer
Bad bitches in heels they always line up
Spitting heat from my shit don't need a lighter
Knock a pussy ass out shit I'm a fighter
All the bitches that I run through
Knock that pussy out like 1 2
Send the text late but she come through
All these bitches here but I want you
Switching lanes
All green hundreds in the safe
You don't really need him he a lame
See it in they soul
They just want to see me fall
But I'm balling like I'm really in the paint
I just got some diamonds and they showing
Rolling off a tab but I'm a go in
Shawty in the back said she floating
Spending all my money yeah I blow it
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Writer(s): Lance Trejo
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