Gervonta Davis
Out this ten put two on yo head spend the rest on clothes
Tsss
Ran my rackies up, circle small I ain't want the stress
When she say I do too much I knew that she expected less
LV, damier print, you like checkers or chess
I'm just tryna put something in yo stomach you can't digest
Already thirty thousand feet up I ain't even board the plane yet
I got hustle in my genes and my system full of percocet
Steppin through yo city bitches curious like who the fuck is that
If they don't know shit they know he up some racks and uppin straps
This shit didn't come over night
He stack that shit invested it
My patience thin
Remember days I thought that I would never win
If the money root of evil I fucked around and let the Devil in
Thumbing through them blues it's like my therapy or medicine
I just touched down in yo town change yo city trends
I'll have TY bust yo shit and turn yo dome to Cardinal's stadium
All this drip I made a mess like I just stepped out the aquarium
Grandma call me Bam Bam on these beats I go barbarian
Whoa whoa whoa
I'm on go go go
Ran my rackies up got right now I'm in mode mode mode
Where was you when I was down I'm talking low low low
Where you been in and out the bank and at the Louis store
Yo hoe want my bitch position in these Margiela toes
Out this ten put two on yo head and spend the rest on clothes
I might burn a bridge or two but I'll never break the code
I feel like Davis I knew I was winning ain't even check the score
Tsss
Ran my rackies up, circle small I ain't want the stress
When she say I do too much I knew that she expected less
LV, damier print, you like checkers or chess
I'm just tryna put something in yo stomach you can't digest
Already thirty thousand feet up I ain't even board the plane yet
I got hustle in my genes and my system full of percocet
Steppin through yo city bitches curious like who the fuck is that
If they don't know shit they know he up some racks and uppin straps
This shit didn't come over night
He stack that shit invested it
My patience thin
Remember days I thought that I would never win
If the money root of evil I fucked around and let the Devil in
Thumbing through them blues it's like my therapy or medicine
I just touched down in yo town change yo city trends
I'll have TY bust yo shit and turn yo dome to Cardinal's stadium
All this drip I made a mess like I just stepped out the aquarium
Grandma call me Bam Bam on these beats I go barbarian
Whoa whoa whoa
I'm on go go go
Ran my rackies up got right now I'm in mode mode mode
Where was you when I was down I'm talking low low low
Where you been in and out the bank and at the Louis store
Yo hoe want my bitch position in these Margiela toes
Out this ten put two on yo head and spend the rest on clothes
I might burn a bridge or two but I'll never break the code
I feel like Davis I knew I was winning ain't even check the score
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Writer(s): Tyaris Jones
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