No Keys
Ima jump in a foreign it came with no keys
I'm just enjoying the breeze
I'm in the tropics enjoying the trees
Playing QB but no Drew Brees
Spent a whole band, all on some jeans
I gotta get the bag by any means
She baldhead but no Mr.Clean
Been Wu Tang i'm getting this C.R.E.A.M.
Jump in a vette and go crazy
NASCAR how I drift the Mercedes
The Hellcat that's my baby
But the Scatpack that's my lady
I just been getting that bag
But i'm tryna get more
Got Newt in the back of the whip
You know my shootas on go
I been running with the same gang
VVS when my chain swang
Spent a band on a pinky ring
Red flag what I claim claim
No I never tried to gang bang
I just been learning my rules
Remember the times I would sit up in school
And write down the names of every single tool
I wanted to put them all to use
I had went through all that mental abuse
From fighting these demons to losing my brothers
I figured I had nothing else to lose
So I would try to be something i'm not
Chasing that gas and chasing these thots
Whole time God had me on a plot
To get that bag and go tie up these knots
No cap
Play with the gang put you on the map
Its a audience how you get clapped
Ain't talking overalls but we all strapped
I keep the G Nikes on my feet
Copping a new pair every week
I just took my girl to the boutique
Hair done eyebrows on fleek
Feel like 2k but ain't no takeover
Spent a band to get bae a new makeover
Ain't talking pharmacy but you gone pay over
I poured a line up inside a grape soda
Poured that line inside
Know some people if I call they won't even ride
I'm in the trap with the migos
Balling on them like a free throw
Dre ain't playing Fortnite but he got a deagle
I'm on your neck like a seagull
And i'm flyer than a eagle
Popping like I got the measles
I'm on the block posted
Run up and you can get roasted
Run up and you can get toasted
Money yeah I got the mostest
Got the bread like Hostess
Got the bread like Bunny
Boy say he getting money
We be knowing that you bummy
I can't have no sympathy for somebody down
Whenever I was down, ain't nobody come around
I made myself by myself straight up from the ground
He play with me wrong, he gone hear that choppa sound
I been really chilling
And i'm on to new things
Shawty said she love the way my VVS chain swang
And i'm always with the gang gang
Riding in that Urus and we steady switching lanes lanes
I'm just enjoying the breeze
I'm in the tropics enjoying the trees
Playing QB but no Drew Brees
Spent a whole band, all on some jeans
I gotta get the bag by any means
She baldhead but no Mr.Clean
Been Wu Tang i'm getting this C.R.E.A.M.
Jump in a vette and go crazy
NASCAR how I drift the Mercedes
The Hellcat that's my baby
But the Scatpack that's my lady
I just been getting that bag
But i'm tryna get more
Got Newt in the back of the whip
You know my shootas on go
I been running with the same gang
VVS when my chain swang
Spent a band on a pinky ring
Red flag what I claim claim
No I never tried to gang bang
I just been learning my rules
Remember the times I would sit up in school
And write down the names of every single tool
I wanted to put them all to use
I had went through all that mental abuse
From fighting these demons to losing my brothers
I figured I had nothing else to lose
So I would try to be something i'm not
Chasing that gas and chasing these thots
Whole time God had me on a plot
To get that bag and go tie up these knots
No cap
Play with the gang put you on the map
Its a audience how you get clapped
Ain't talking overalls but we all strapped
I keep the G Nikes on my feet
Copping a new pair every week
I just took my girl to the boutique
Hair done eyebrows on fleek
Feel like 2k but ain't no takeover
Spent a band to get bae a new makeover
Ain't talking pharmacy but you gone pay over
I poured a line up inside a grape soda
Poured that line inside
Know some people if I call they won't even ride
I'm in the trap with the migos
Balling on them like a free throw
Dre ain't playing Fortnite but he got a deagle
I'm on your neck like a seagull
And i'm flyer than a eagle
Popping like I got the measles
I'm on the block posted
Run up and you can get roasted
Run up and you can get toasted
Money yeah I got the mostest
Got the bread like Hostess
Got the bread like Bunny
Boy say he getting money
We be knowing that you bummy
I can't have no sympathy for somebody down
Whenever I was down, ain't nobody come around
I made myself by myself straight up from the ground
He play with me wrong, he gone hear that choppa sound
I been really chilling
And i'm on to new things
Shawty said she love the way my VVS chain swang
And i'm always with the gang gang
Riding in that Urus and we steady switching lanes lanes
Credits
Writer(s): Leandro Dixon Iv
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