Intro
I woke up and checked yeah I'm still that nigga
My dick getting bigger them hoes getting sicker
Remember I sat with the principle nigga
But now I am known as a public figure
I'm not with the social medias and twitter
I'm fucking your bitch and counting up some figures
Rolling that (shh) but it can get loud little nigga I know you not smoking no swishers
Back to the trap nigga like Tra
They won't understand it it's never too late
Just off of a glance you can tell I get paid
She asked me what my name is I told her (VANTE)
I don't got a plan B I'm sticking with A
I just put her on one so ain't shit on the way
I don't need no addy I know where you stay
This choppa gone cook him turn him to filet
Little nigga we shoot no pump fake
Making a song take one take
Riding dirty don't look in the trunk (aye)
All the shit that I did in a Hyundai
Rolling up back to back I don't know how to act so ain't no way a nigga going sober
But I'm not changing shit I know I'm made for this and it can make a nigga little bolder
I'm coming through swerving and shit and I'm serving this shit when you see me you Smelling the odor
I'm headed to mars I'm passing the stars a astronaut call a nigga red rover
Not the only one in it but I'll make em listen tell them to check the persona
(I done) Wrecked the sonata popped out with the a charger I know they thought that it Was over
It was a Daytona
In a casket fuck a coma
When I put them niggas on you
Spark up i'm a stoner
I'm by myself like I'm a loner
I got the work from California
The flow is too sick remind me of corona
You rented that shit little nigga I'm the owner
I just took his bitch that don't mean that I want her
I learned a few lessons from standing on corners
I know they don't play
Only thing on my mind is just to get paid
We both got some problems that's makes
us the same
I roll up and pour up to reduce the pain
And I'm passing these niggas and still in my lane
I'm whipping a headless whip
Take off like a rocket ship
Get out of my way
Oh he tote a dirty stick
Man what is his name i don't know
(I think it's vante)
My dick getting bigger them hoes getting sicker
Remember I sat with the principle nigga
But now I am known as a public figure
I'm not with the social medias and twitter
I'm fucking your bitch and counting up some figures
Rolling that (shh) but it can get loud little nigga I know you not smoking no swishers
Back to the trap nigga like Tra
They won't understand it it's never too late
Just off of a glance you can tell I get paid
She asked me what my name is I told her (VANTE)
I don't got a plan B I'm sticking with A
I just put her on one so ain't shit on the way
I don't need no addy I know where you stay
This choppa gone cook him turn him to filet
Little nigga we shoot no pump fake
Making a song take one take
Riding dirty don't look in the trunk (aye)
All the shit that I did in a Hyundai
Rolling up back to back I don't know how to act so ain't no way a nigga going sober
But I'm not changing shit I know I'm made for this and it can make a nigga little bolder
I'm coming through swerving and shit and I'm serving this shit when you see me you Smelling the odor
I'm headed to mars I'm passing the stars a astronaut call a nigga red rover
Not the only one in it but I'll make em listen tell them to check the persona
(I done) Wrecked the sonata popped out with the a charger I know they thought that it Was over
It was a Daytona
In a casket fuck a coma
When I put them niggas on you
Spark up i'm a stoner
I'm by myself like I'm a loner
I got the work from California
The flow is too sick remind me of corona
You rented that shit little nigga I'm the owner
I just took his bitch that don't mean that I want her
I learned a few lessons from standing on corners
I know they don't play
Only thing on my mind is just to get paid
We both got some problems that's makes
us the same
I roll up and pour up to reduce the pain
And I'm passing these niggas and still in my lane
I'm whipping a headless whip
Take off like a rocket ship
Get out of my way
Oh he tote a dirty stick
Man what is his name i don't know
(I think it's vante)
Credits
Writer(s): Kristof Lilienthal, Devante Batts
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