Nike
Yea
Aye
Yea yea yea
Aye
Lane switcher
Chain glisten
Lights all on my watch
Aye
Game winner
Same nigga
Still don't need a Glock
Aye
White t white forces
Nike on my socks
Cuban links
All on my t
Touch one and get drop
Aye
I usually say it's right but today I feel
Finesse
I just Woke up out my sleep and I ain't even get to stretch
I might roll me up an opp or I might go cash this check
where ever u might see me I got rose gold on my neck
And I still don't feel the same
When this cross hang off my chain
I don't really pray a lot
But ima make this choir sang
I'm in Georgia with the thang
But I refuse to fucking change
Muddy Mullins be my home
And u know finesse be the gang
And I'm gone bang
Sir u is a lame
We know u gone sang
So bust his brain
No he good lil homie
Fuck it shirt his name
I'm with the game
Shouts out to my niggas
Look what I became
For that fame u gone shoot lul nigga
For the fam' I bang
Aye
Ugly bitch she cock block
Hating nigga pocket watch
I just want a drop top
And my bitch don't need a bra
I don't have no opps cop
If I did they getting drop
Pussy boy not worth my time
And I don't even use my watch
Lane switcher
Chain glisten
Lights all on my watch
Aye
Game winner
Same nigga
Still don't need a Glock
Aye
White t white forces
Nike on my socks
Cuban links
All on my T
Touch one and get drop
Aye
I'm tryna run it up
So wat the fuck is up
Alotta ppl I don't trust
I think I'm mad too much
Fuck it
This the road I took
So Ima man it up
Stack it up
And build it up
In only me I trust
niggas are not really street
I smoke my black and then I cheese
Yellow gold be on my rings
I feel like I be bumble how I bee
I stg I got my team
We gone get it by all means
If he ain't heard it on the intro
Bullets for delivery
I just cop some Nike's so u niggas can get checked
I just cop some Jordan's cuz y'all niggas like to flex
I wanna cop a Draco ion trust u niggas yet
But how these boys gone rob me if I'm flying on a jet
They can't
Jigga in my system I can't even bust a nut
No way
Had to show his girl it so I dropped it in my drank
It fizz
And u know my heart be racing cuz I put it with my rade
I'm up
Ion get no sleep but do I really give a fuck
No
Ight u can take if from the top
Aye
Yea yea yea
Aye
Lane switcher
Chain glisten
Lights all on my watch
Aye
Game winner
Same nigga
Still don't need a Glock
Aye
White t white forces
Nike on my socks
Cuban links
All on my t
Touch one and get drop
Aye
I usually say it's right but today I feel
Finesse
I just Woke up out my sleep and I ain't even get to stretch
I might roll me up an opp or I might go cash this check
where ever u might see me I got rose gold on my neck
And I still don't feel the same
When this cross hang off my chain
I don't really pray a lot
But ima make this choir sang
I'm in Georgia with the thang
But I refuse to fucking change
Muddy Mullins be my home
And u know finesse be the gang
And I'm gone bang
Sir u is a lame
We know u gone sang
So bust his brain
No he good lil homie
Fuck it shirt his name
I'm with the game
Shouts out to my niggas
Look what I became
For that fame u gone shoot lul nigga
For the fam' I bang
Aye
Ugly bitch she cock block
Hating nigga pocket watch
I just want a drop top
And my bitch don't need a bra
I don't have no opps cop
If I did they getting drop
Pussy boy not worth my time
And I don't even use my watch
Lane switcher
Chain glisten
Lights all on my watch
Aye
Game winner
Same nigga
Still don't need a Glock
Aye
White t white forces
Nike on my socks
Cuban links
All on my T
Touch one and get drop
Aye
I'm tryna run it up
So wat the fuck is up
Alotta ppl I don't trust
I think I'm mad too much
Fuck it
This the road I took
So Ima man it up
Stack it up
And build it up
In only me I trust
niggas are not really street
I smoke my black and then I cheese
Yellow gold be on my rings
I feel like I be bumble how I bee
I stg I got my team
We gone get it by all means
If he ain't heard it on the intro
Bullets for delivery
I just cop some Nike's so u niggas can get checked
I just cop some Jordan's cuz y'all niggas like to flex
I wanna cop a Draco ion trust u niggas yet
But how these boys gone rob me if I'm flying on a jet
They can't
Jigga in my system I can't even bust a nut
No way
Had to show his girl it so I dropped it in my drank
It fizz
And u know my heart be racing cuz I put it with my rade
I'm up
Ion get no sleep but do I really give a fuck
No
Ight u can take if from the top
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Writer(s): Jaylon Ritter
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