Intro

Open the door I'm coming in
With Trevor Michael and Franklin
We coming through
We got a job to do
One shot at the heist better do it right

Grab the bag and we on the run
Petty shit don't gotta stunt
We got this stick to the plan
Stuff the duffel up with the bands
Get on the road and we could make it out
Show em what the struggle really bout
Lethal Shit got the Mock two
Piece got em glitching gotta pop two

Bitches ask my standards
I tell em baby, nothing specific
My stock the way it keep raising bitch ya gon have to call me Pacific
I be tellin these bitches they gon have to shut up listen
But none of them hoes wanna pay me attention
So Imma run their pockets like family tradition
Was gonna ride to the movies before my life went and became one
Treated me like a game how you used to play one

Stop by LSC
Finest shit for a G
Used to wake up to sirens
Now I wake up to birds
Icy rock fuck with diamonds
Lenses on or my life a blur
Not with the shit you gotta go
Strap in for Grand Theft Hollow



Credits
Writer(s): Sean Combs, Nate Hills, Conrad Dimanche
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