everyday
Cardinal popping
Album dropping
Ain't no stopping
Yeah I'm on it like Pop Socket
Cross em up like I'm the Rockets
Check my pockets
You think you're safe
Come at your face cut throat like a blade aye
I got the range
I'm getting paid EVERY DAY
I smoke my dank
I'm getting paid EVERYDAY
Money in the bank
I'm getting paid EVERYDAY
Why you still hate?
I'm getting paid EVERYDAY
We was on the same team
How'd it end up like this?
You used me for money
But I used your side bitch
I'ma living legend
Feeling like the president
I'm not feeling hesitant
Evil like it's resident
Picture perfect in my life
Why the fuck you think you right?
When I pull up with these sights
I'm committing all these crimes
Watch me walk up into there and I'm shooting
Maison Margiela my shoes and you know that I'm boolin' and I'ma keep coolin'
And I'm never losing
These women I'm choosing
They looking so foreign
But really they boring
My ice frozen
Not stolen
Imported
No extortion
My pockets stay loaded
In space really floating
Play that stuff
Stocked out drop top
Whitey with a crop top
Big racks big Glocks
Good drank hot rocks
Smoke weed in class
Shawty clean like floss
But she work at Ross
And I still got the sauce
Hold that thought
I don't fuck with thoughts
But I'll bust at ops
If they want the shot yeah
Whipping up the pot
Dabbing with my cloth
Hit a fucking dance
Then I'm out that spot yeah
Album dropping
Ain't no stopping
Yeah I'm on it like Pop Socket
Cross em up like I'm the Rockets
Check my pockets
You think you're safe
Come at your face cut throat like a blade aye
I got the range
I'm getting paid EVERY DAY
I smoke my dank
I'm getting paid EVERYDAY
Money in the bank
I'm getting paid EVERYDAY
Why you still hate?
I'm getting paid EVERYDAY
We was on the same team
How'd it end up like this?
You used me for money
But I used your side bitch
I'ma living legend
Feeling like the president
I'm not feeling hesitant
Evil like it's resident
Picture perfect in my life
Why the fuck you think you right?
When I pull up with these sights
I'm committing all these crimes
Watch me walk up into there and I'm shooting
Maison Margiela my shoes and you know that I'm boolin' and I'ma keep coolin'
And I'm never losing
These women I'm choosing
They looking so foreign
But really they boring
My ice frozen
Not stolen
Imported
No extortion
My pockets stay loaded
In space really floating
Play that stuff
Stocked out drop top
Whitey with a crop top
Big racks big Glocks
Good drank hot rocks
Smoke weed in class
Shawty clean like floss
But she work at Ross
And I still got the sauce
Hold that thought
I don't fuck with thoughts
But I'll bust at ops
If they want the shot yeah
Whipping up the pot
Dabbing with my cloth
Hit a fucking dance
Then I'm out that spot yeah
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Writer(s): Hunter Thammavongsa
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