Troops

We was in the coupe on a cash run
They was sendin' troops tryna catch us
Rolex on, my diamonds just might slash, yeah

They was sendin' troops tryna catch us
UFO, my foreign car the fastest
Niggas smokin' pounds, don't need the matches
Keep a hundred racks inside the mattress

Why I need a safe? I got the strap, bruh
You a pussy nigga, please don't act up
You could get your lil' niggas snatched up
When the police come through, please don't ask us
I put a rosary on my new bitch, woah, woah
Told her to pray for me 'cause I'm rich and my
Problems getting bigger so I don't know how to handle now, uh
I stunt on all these niggas while they still rocking hand-me-downs
You like to reminisce and shit, but nigga, look at me now
I do no benefit, if I miss, I spin back around
We walking in the club, we got guards, they don't pat us down
I'm with your shorty now, if you wonder, just ask about me
We was in the coupe on a cash run
Police plot on me, but I'm the last one
Funny on the freeway, my whip past them
They ain't know the 'Rari was this fast, huh?

They was sendin' troops tryna catch us
UFO, my foreign car the fastest
Niggas smokin' pounds, don't need the matches
Keep a hundred racks inside the mattress



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Writer(s): Justin Kirkpatrick
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