448 Am
(Aye Tana, Fye That Shit Up)
Cartier Santo, brick in my mouth
Now she open her legs like a Lambo'
25K, lost playin' with the mail
You a trapper, you know how that shit go
Playing with the bales, shit, I'm signed to the scale
Call my girl, told her load up and get more
No green light on me like I'm out though
Only endo in town and I unload
Devil on my shoulder, 5K get him knocked off
Unsolved mystery, white sheet with the top off
You falling off, no need, I'm glad y'all
Come from A.L.S.D, then get them bands off
In 2020, broke, you mad dawg?
Must be drunk off a pint of that mad dog
Teach you game, something like a LeapFrog
Plays on Pedigree, made me a big dog
Catch a box, take it to the crib, primetime Deon
Run up my numbers and shit on these peons
Hey, hey, hey, when she see me like Rerun
You pourin' up green, shit look like Freon
448, yeah, I'm playin' with the bales
LoLife Blacc, still signed to the scale
Yeah, I'm in the booth right now
When I step out, I still got some bags for sale
Half a bag, I spent in Balenci'
I got that shit back off a ring of a doorbell
I'm in L.A, they grow it, they crop it
I grab it and ship it, I tell that bitch "farewell"
I be servin' a nigga who be servin' a nigga
Who be servin' you, under the stairwell
Then I got hit backyard grill, tell Blaylock I need me a lobster tail
40 bands on me, easy, 448, make it all look easy
Bust it open, bring it back, gotta keep it, bitch, I ain't Jeezy
Cartier Santo, brick in my mouth
Now she open her legs like a Lambo'
25K, lost playin' with the mail
You a trapper, you know how that shit go
Playing with the bales, shit, I'm signed to the scale
Call my girl, told her load up and get more
No green light on me like I'm out though
Only endo in town and I unload
Devil on my shoulder, 5K get him knocked off
Unsolved mystery, white sheet with the top off
You falling off, no need, I'm glad y'all
Come from A.L.S.D, then get them bands off
In 2020, broke, you mad dawg?
Must be drunk off a pint of that mad dog
Teach you game, something like a LeapFrog
Plays on Pedigree, made me a big dog
Catch a box, take it to the crib, primetime Deon
Run up my numbers and shit on these peons
Hey, hey, hey, when she see me like Rerun
You pourin' up green, shit look like Freon
448, yeah, I'm playin' with the bales
LoLife Blacc, still signed to the scale
Yeah, I'm in the booth right now
When I step out, I still got some bags for sale
Half a bag, I spent in Balenci'
I got that shit back off a ring of a doorbell
I'm in L.A, they grow it, they crop it
I grab it and ship it, I tell that bitch "farewell"
I be servin' a nigga who be servin' a nigga
Who be servin' you, under the stairwell
Then I got hit backyard grill, tell Blaylock I need me a lobster tail
40 bands on me, easy, 448, make it all look easy
Bust it open, bring it back, gotta keep it, bitch, I ain't Jeezy
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Writer(s): Jabrail Richardson
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