Zero

I was just down bad, nigga at zero
Had to turn it up a notch and switch up the tempo
Ride like the president can't see thru tints like a limo
Bet they think I sell dope when I pull in that all white Benzo
No, this not a rental
Dropped a bag on this whip it ain't shit to drop cash on your temple
Bitch say I'm fresh as a Mento
I run to the bag, and you niggas tip toe
You know I stand on my toes
I run up them racks till I can't fold

Whole lotta chains on like Django
Swerving a Trackhawk no Durango

No time to waste

We switching lanes, and we getting paid
On a whole 'nother level and that's why they hate

I'm tryna get it now nigga why wait?
I'd be damned if a nigga try take my plate

I'd be damned if a nigga try and take my paper

Get the bag and I'm gone I might not see you later
And my dog shoot from range like that boy with the Lakers

This shit take hard work and dedication
Bitch so fat, she twerking and she caking

If I get on the news, it's cause a nigga made it
I'm tryna stack up the blues nigga fuck being famous

I'm making moves cause they fuck with my cadence
I got to do what I got to do, it ain't no shame in it

I get the bag and I play with it
They hate how I came in the game with it
Just face it nigga, you know we ain't the same with it
The numbers keep rising I'm counting insane digits

Way too high you can't hop on this plane with me
The stick make me walk with a limp like I got a cane with me