New Watch
Yeah
Ausumn Dawn
Early birds in this bitch
Cartel Shit
Whole lot of gorilla shit going on
Yeah
I had to get a new watch
I'm bout to glizzy my opps
Can't go to dinner with thots
Hol up, You don't believe me just watch
I had to get a new watch
I'm bout to glizzy my opps
Can't go to dinner with thots
The bag and its flipping i'm running the block
Got up my weight now i'm feeling myself
The chain on my neck like a championship belt
28 on me the pack Marshall Faulk
Bird call bitch you get hit with the hawk
I'm a re-up for the wholesale nigga
Got the trap jumping like Spud Webb nigga
I get a rush when i'm seeing my opps
All of em weak and they hope that I flop
Push button start since 07
I ain't had keys since 07
I ain't look back since 2012
Plug sent a text said its in the mail
Applying that pressure, i'm with whatever
In a new whip, we fucking on leather
I'm a young goat I be sliding on beats
We can't be a couple bitch i'm for the streets
Brick after brick I be building like masons
You cant replace it
Take a loss you gotta face it
Seeing my goals, wake up and go chase it
I'm off the henny, i'm feeling too reckless
Wake up and count it, the back end for breakfast
I'm past the ozone i'm in outer space
You know its the cartel got straps on my waist
Bitch
Ausumn Dawn
Early birds in this bitch
Cartel Shit
Whole lot of gorilla shit going on
Yeah
I had to get a new watch
I'm bout to glizzy my opps
Can't go to dinner with thots
Hol up, You don't believe me just watch
I had to get a new watch
I'm bout to glizzy my opps
Can't go to dinner with thots
The bag and its flipping i'm running the block
Got up my weight now i'm feeling myself
The chain on my neck like a championship belt
28 on me the pack Marshall Faulk
Bird call bitch you get hit with the hawk
I'm a re-up for the wholesale nigga
Got the trap jumping like Spud Webb nigga
I get a rush when i'm seeing my opps
All of em weak and they hope that I flop
Push button start since 07
I ain't had keys since 07
I ain't look back since 2012
Plug sent a text said its in the mail
Applying that pressure, i'm with whatever
In a new whip, we fucking on leather
I'm a young goat I be sliding on beats
We can't be a couple bitch i'm for the streets
Brick after brick I be building like masons
You cant replace it
Take a loss you gotta face it
Seeing my goals, wake up and go chase it
I'm off the henny, i'm feeling too reckless
Wake up and count it, the back end for breakfast
I'm past the ozone i'm in outer space
You know its the cartel got straps on my waist
Bitch
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Writer(s): Jeremy Riggs
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