Aye
Yeah
Tryna figure out how to go about it
I see right through these cappin', niggas
Still got the nerve to lie about it
My slime don't mess with you and it's no question
I'ma co-sign it
Hoppin' out the matt black in an all-black fit, I'm ghost ridin'
Fuck it make the cash back flip, no hands
I get entertained by it
Say she fuckin' with the adlibs
And the way I kinda have a slang 'bout it
Makin' sure the flow make 'em hoes choreo
Yeah, let 'em dance bout it
Goin' to the fam to be honest
The only time I been a real cash out
Checkin' up on my niece like "What's thе fees?"
It's cool, you can put on me
Checkin' out silver feeds, so it shinin'
Yеah, you can put that on me
Yeah, acquaints with some pilots
Let's go private, I'm 'bout to get on cheap
She think I'm her stylist, bitch you're wildin'
You ain't never bet on me
I'm with the dogs in the ghetto deep
I smell good but I shit on beats
These hoes just can't get off me
Suck me til I get off beat
Should I go Rollie, Patek or AP?
Aye I wanna just get all 3
I hop in Mercedes and heat up the seats
And that bitch say "Hello C"
I'm in the cut like a editor
I'm gettin' racks in the metaverse, yeah
Any bitch I made a ex
The next nigga met with a better her, yah
I'm fallin' in love with designer
When Virgil died I was hella hurt
I lied about kickin' the cup
Just the other day I was on hella perks
She never met me then she never met a jerk
7 AM is my get out of bed alert, yeah
Get to the bread alert
Okay, give me some head alert, yeah
Aye, get to the bread alert
All of the hatin' it never works
Bitches ignore and I'm never hurt
I gotta get to the cheddar first
Aye, aye say you've got more money than big hustle, okay
Say you've got the hunnids and the muscle, okay
You're an influencer on the gram, okay
She actin' like she don't know who I am, okay
I'm way too important to be kickin' shit
I'm not takin' orders, jumpin' borders, takin' trips and shit
Damn I need a big bag just so I can flip this shit
Take my family shoppin', just to watch them pickin' shit, aye
I can't lose my focus
I quit actin' bogus
Gather all my soldiers (Yeah), 'cause we taking over (Aye)
Keep it all on the low, I stay on the grind
It hits like a chorus aye
Fuck it, I jump in the crowd, I'm shiftin' the wave
I'm flip pin' the culture aye
Okay
Okay
You're an influencer on the gram, okay
Tryna figure out how to go about it
I see right through these cappin', niggas
Still got the nerve to lie about it
My slime don't mess with you and it's no question
I'ma co-sign it
Hoppin' out the matt black in an all-black fit, I'm ghost ridin'
Fuck it make the cash back flip, no hands
I get entertained by it
Say she fuckin' with the adlibs
And the way I kinda have a slang 'bout it
Makin' sure the flow make 'em hoes choreo
Yeah, let 'em dance bout it
Goin' to the fam to be honest
The only time I been a real cash out
Checkin' up on my niece like "What's thе fees?"
It's cool, you can put on me
Checkin' out silver feeds, so it shinin'
Yеah, you can put that on me
Yeah, acquaints with some pilots
Let's go private, I'm 'bout to get on cheap
She think I'm her stylist, bitch you're wildin'
You ain't never bet on me
I'm with the dogs in the ghetto deep
I smell good but I shit on beats
These hoes just can't get off me
Suck me til I get off beat
Should I go Rollie, Patek or AP?
Aye I wanna just get all 3
I hop in Mercedes and heat up the seats
And that bitch say "Hello C"
I'm in the cut like a editor
I'm gettin' racks in the metaverse, yeah
Any bitch I made a ex
The next nigga met with a better her, yah
I'm fallin' in love with designer
When Virgil died I was hella hurt
I lied about kickin' the cup
Just the other day I was on hella perks
She never met me then she never met a jerk
7 AM is my get out of bed alert, yeah
Get to the bread alert
Okay, give me some head alert, yeah
Aye, get to the bread alert
All of the hatin' it never works
Bitches ignore and I'm never hurt
I gotta get to the cheddar first
Aye, aye say you've got more money than big hustle, okay
Say you've got the hunnids and the muscle, okay
You're an influencer on the gram, okay
She actin' like she don't know who I am, okay
I'm way too important to be kickin' shit
I'm not takin' orders, jumpin' borders, takin' trips and shit
Damn I need a big bag just so I can flip this shit
Take my family shoppin', just to watch them pickin' shit, aye
I can't lose my focus
I quit actin' bogus
Gather all my soldiers (Yeah), 'cause we taking over (Aye)
Keep it all on the low, I stay on the grind
It hits like a chorus aye
Fuck it, I jump in the crowd, I'm shiftin' the wave
I'm flip pin' the culture aye
Okay
Okay
You're an influencer on the gram, okay
Credits
Writer(s): Mthembeni Ndevu, Nsikayesizwe Ngcobo, Kapembwa Yamba, Sihle Sithole, Lario Dylan Voorslag
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