Dummy Green
Ayy, I love my lil' snipers, dawg
Like I could, I could
Get any car I want right now, know what I'm saying
Like I'll pull up, like a diaper, you know?
Project Baby, shit
Like, real deal
I swear 'fore God
Ayy, I jump straight in a Wraith, it's just a rental I could've bought this shit
Fanta with the lean, I'm sippin' Codeine, I'm on that coughin' shit
Designer get on me, I'm fresh to death, I'm on my coffin shit
Big 'ol AP watch on me and shit, cost you a house and shit
Know you niggas don't like the scene right now but I won, comin' out this shit
Too bad I'm free so now I'm pipin' down your broad and shit
And I, and I do not keep that rod like I'm Iron Man
Yeah, and I'm posted in a trap like I'm Spider-Man
Stickin' and I'm movin' tonight
Burnin' and they lootin' tonight
Fleein' and eludin' tonight
Bitch, I'm fire like krypto-tonite
Swifter than a thief in the night
Bae, I look like a demon at night
It's tricked up, look, no sleeping at night
I'm paid, lil' bitch, I sleep with my ice on
So that mean I sleep with the lights on
Welcome to the motherfuckin' night show, oh
When I was young, my uncle named me Maestro, uh
I call Kaiser, call Atlantic, say this a reminder, uh
But I'm the main reason that the lights are on
So, motivate me, uh, promote my album, mm-mhm
'Cause I don't wanna be on the block, on my black phone, mmm, yeah
I don't wanna be goin' up top with the trap phone
So everything that I drop make sure it go platinum, um
Shawty say she love my swagger, um
Playin' with that pussy like a saxophone
Soccer mom van with the toolies in that bitch, yeah
Soccer mom van, got the woolies in that bitch, yeah
Got the goons in here, yeah, and we root for this lil' bitch
Yeah, we suited up, we toolied up, we booted in this bitch
I ain't playing no game, I swear to God, I'll pop that man cold
Like I'm Alexander Wang, I'll pop that man collar
Like I'm Bruce Wayne, mask up, gettin' all that from you niggas
I'm robbin' niggas, jackin' niggas, I'm Batman to you niggas
Catch me posted on the Ugly
Nigga, this ain't the Justice League
Ooh, I feel incredible, I got dummy green
Like I could, I could
Get any car I want right now, know what I'm saying
Like I'll pull up, like a diaper, you know?
Project Baby, shit
Like, real deal
I swear 'fore God
Ayy, I jump straight in a Wraith, it's just a rental I could've bought this shit
Fanta with the lean, I'm sippin' Codeine, I'm on that coughin' shit
Designer get on me, I'm fresh to death, I'm on my coffin shit
Big 'ol AP watch on me and shit, cost you a house and shit
Know you niggas don't like the scene right now but I won, comin' out this shit
Too bad I'm free so now I'm pipin' down your broad and shit
And I, and I do not keep that rod like I'm Iron Man
Yeah, and I'm posted in a trap like I'm Spider-Man
Stickin' and I'm movin' tonight
Burnin' and they lootin' tonight
Fleein' and eludin' tonight
Bitch, I'm fire like krypto-tonite
Swifter than a thief in the night
Bae, I look like a demon at night
It's tricked up, look, no sleeping at night
I'm paid, lil' bitch, I sleep with my ice on
So that mean I sleep with the lights on
Welcome to the motherfuckin' night show, oh
When I was young, my uncle named me Maestro, uh
I call Kaiser, call Atlantic, say this a reminder, uh
But I'm the main reason that the lights are on
So, motivate me, uh, promote my album, mm-mhm
'Cause I don't wanna be on the block, on my black phone, mmm, yeah
I don't wanna be goin' up top with the trap phone
So everything that I drop make sure it go platinum, um
Shawty say she love my swagger, um
Playin' with that pussy like a saxophone
Soccer mom van with the toolies in that bitch, yeah
Soccer mom van, got the woolies in that bitch, yeah
Got the goons in here, yeah, and we root for this lil' bitch
Yeah, we suited up, we toolied up, we booted in this bitch
I ain't playing no game, I swear to God, I'll pop that man cold
Like I'm Alexander Wang, I'll pop that man collar
Like I'm Bruce Wayne, mask up, gettin' all that from you niggas
I'm robbin' niggas, jackin' niggas, I'm Batman to you niggas
Catch me posted on the Ugly
Nigga, this ain't the Justice League
Ooh, I feel incredible, I got dummy green
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Writer(s): Jermaine Benard Smith, Bill Kapri
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