Again
Could see my dreams so vivid
Everyday go get it yeah
Glock on me stay wit it
Popeye's for my spinach
Onna flight I travel
Still ain't move my pivot
Tryna cop the fam a couple castles
If I got the gwap I'm gon spend it
I had to move by my doely
Get the fuck back you don't know me
I keep a vest that's a goalie
Its blocking shots they throw me
And Im getting cash again
Run up a sack again
Stack up my racks again
Cuz I get package in
Pull up to the spot wit da girl of ya dreams
Flexing and stunting in love with green
Live by the motto addicted to cream
If you getting paper you know what I mean
Hustle for gwap being is broke is hassle
Chasing this money I'm running right past you
Keep the thang on me you looking to battle
She call me Daddy and hop the saddle
Pass the Bacardi
We are the life of the party
We gonna roll up the Marley
Two bitches share my Atari
Someone u should know
I'm just tryna glow
Im the one ya shawty asks bout
Gotta keep it close
I stay on the go
Paper chasing on a cash route
Let's get it
Could see my dreams so vivid
Everyday go get it yeah
Glock on me stay wit it
Popeye's for my spinach
Onna flight I travel
Still ain't move my pivot
Tryna cop the fam a couple castles
If I got the gwap I'm gon spend it
I had to move by my doely
Get the fuck back you don't know me
I keep a vest that's a goalie
Its blocking shots they throw me
And Im getting cash again
Run up a sack again
Stack up my racks again
Cuz I get package in
I'm tryna get it
Fuck talking bout running scrimmage
I'm tryna get out and flip it
Stack up my spinach
You niggas buggin you trippin
They tryna cut off the vision
Attack how Im living
You niggas tryna go missin
Catch us a body we dipping
We onna mission
Two to his dome and we ditch em
To find em they'll have to go fishin
Please
Dont make yo mom's cry
Wash up a shore when it's high tide
Ain't got no need for a plug
When I can connect to the wifi
We keep em tools in the cut
And I am advising you don't try
They plotting on stickin me up
Count up these bullets that go by
Yea yea
Could see my dreams so vivid
Everyday go get it yeah
Glock on me stay wit it
Popeye's for my spinach
Onna flight I travel
Still ain't move my pivot
Tryna cop the fam a couple castles
If I got the gwap I'm gon spend it
I had to move by my doely
Get the fuck back you don't know me
I keep a vest that's a goalie
Its blocking shots they throw me
And Im getting cash again
Run up a sack again
Stack up my racks again
Cuz I get package in
Everyday go get it yeah
Glock on me stay wit it
Popeye's for my spinach
Onna flight I travel
Still ain't move my pivot
Tryna cop the fam a couple castles
If I got the gwap I'm gon spend it
I had to move by my doely
Get the fuck back you don't know me
I keep a vest that's a goalie
Its blocking shots they throw me
And Im getting cash again
Run up a sack again
Stack up my racks again
Cuz I get package in
Pull up to the spot wit da girl of ya dreams
Flexing and stunting in love with green
Live by the motto addicted to cream
If you getting paper you know what I mean
Hustle for gwap being is broke is hassle
Chasing this money I'm running right past you
Keep the thang on me you looking to battle
She call me Daddy and hop the saddle
Pass the Bacardi
We are the life of the party
We gonna roll up the Marley
Two bitches share my Atari
Someone u should know
I'm just tryna glow
Im the one ya shawty asks bout
Gotta keep it close
I stay on the go
Paper chasing on a cash route
Let's get it
Could see my dreams so vivid
Everyday go get it yeah
Glock on me stay wit it
Popeye's for my spinach
Onna flight I travel
Still ain't move my pivot
Tryna cop the fam a couple castles
If I got the gwap I'm gon spend it
I had to move by my doely
Get the fuck back you don't know me
I keep a vest that's a goalie
Its blocking shots they throw me
And Im getting cash again
Run up a sack again
Stack up my racks again
Cuz I get package in
I'm tryna get it
Fuck talking bout running scrimmage
I'm tryna get out and flip it
Stack up my spinach
You niggas buggin you trippin
They tryna cut off the vision
Attack how Im living
You niggas tryna go missin
Catch us a body we dipping
We onna mission
Two to his dome and we ditch em
To find em they'll have to go fishin
Please
Dont make yo mom's cry
Wash up a shore when it's high tide
Ain't got no need for a plug
When I can connect to the wifi
We keep em tools in the cut
And I am advising you don't try
They plotting on stickin me up
Count up these bullets that go by
Yea yea
Could see my dreams so vivid
Everyday go get it yeah
Glock on me stay wit it
Popeye's for my spinach
Onna flight I travel
Still ain't move my pivot
Tryna cop the fam a couple castles
If I got the gwap I'm gon spend it
I had to move by my doely
Get the fuck back you don't know me
I keep a vest that's a goalie
Its blocking shots they throw me
And Im getting cash again
Run up a sack again
Stack up my racks again
Cuz I get package in
Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Celestin
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