Mmhmm Remix (feat. Finesse2tymes)
(Ayo, BandPlay)
Ayy
(Let the BandPlay)
I just went, bought a watch with a whole lot of diamonds
To show all these niggas it's my time
Took a trip out to Cali' to hang with the Crips
Make a play and get high off that zaza
I say, "R.I.P. Kobe," a nigga so fly, when I ball, I'll fuck around, skydive
So much chicken on me, could've went bought a Williams
A Rudy's, a big-ass Popeye's
In a whole different bracket, this life is immaculate
If you hit me for 'bows, then you know that I'm taxin'
Keep buying clothes, that shit still in the packages
If he say that he robbed me, he cappin' then
Really know niggas throw sevens like Kaepernick
You not blind, then you see that we havin' it
Known in my city, so no, I'm not average
Came a long way from dope in the cabinet
Niggas know that I step (uh-huh)
And the gang that I rep (uh-huh)
Went to Solomon, iced out the ten, put six hundred on all of our neck (uh-huh)
Paid in full like Mitch (mhm)
Really havin' this shit (mhm)
Got off of that step, started rapping and six months later, I'm rich (Finesse) (mhm) (two of 'em)
Versace long jeans on a nigga with the slacks and the socks, and the blocks (socks and the blocks)
Old school swag on a nigga, but I still got the sack
And a scale, and a Glock (scale and a Glock)
Solid gold chain, everything almighty
Give a fuck if you don't like it (give a fuck if you don't like it)
Medusa on Medusa Cartier with the fade, and the dope boy Nikes (dope boy runners)
I'ma keep it real, keep it one thou' (one thou')
Every thing go up, gotta come down (it got to)
FCI Memphis in the feds (what?)
I was sellin' Ks too, sheets on the compound (four X)
When you see the POM, it mean prince of Memphis (of Memphis)
FNG step gang, hundred niggas with me (step gang)
Millionaire worth of jewels, and I'm independent (I'm independent)
Everybody like, "Damn, you know the Ricky"
Niggas know that I step (uh-huh)
And the gang that I rep (uh-huh)
Went to Solomon, iced out the ten, put six hundred on all of our neck (uh-huh)
Paid in full like Mitch (mhm)
Really havin' this shit (mhm)
Got off of that step, started rapping and six months later, I'm rich (mhm)
Ayy
(Let the BandPlay)
I just went, bought a watch with a whole lot of diamonds
To show all these niggas it's my time
Took a trip out to Cali' to hang with the Crips
Make a play and get high off that zaza
I say, "R.I.P. Kobe," a nigga so fly, when I ball, I'll fuck around, skydive
So much chicken on me, could've went bought a Williams
A Rudy's, a big-ass Popeye's
In a whole different bracket, this life is immaculate
If you hit me for 'bows, then you know that I'm taxin'
Keep buying clothes, that shit still in the packages
If he say that he robbed me, he cappin' then
Really know niggas throw sevens like Kaepernick
You not blind, then you see that we havin' it
Known in my city, so no, I'm not average
Came a long way from dope in the cabinet
Niggas know that I step (uh-huh)
And the gang that I rep (uh-huh)
Went to Solomon, iced out the ten, put six hundred on all of our neck (uh-huh)
Paid in full like Mitch (mhm)
Really havin' this shit (mhm)
Got off of that step, started rapping and six months later, I'm rich (Finesse) (mhm) (two of 'em)
Versace long jeans on a nigga with the slacks and the socks, and the blocks (socks and the blocks)
Old school swag on a nigga, but I still got the sack
And a scale, and a Glock (scale and a Glock)
Solid gold chain, everything almighty
Give a fuck if you don't like it (give a fuck if you don't like it)
Medusa on Medusa Cartier with the fade, and the dope boy Nikes (dope boy runners)
I'ma keep it real, keep it one thou' (one thou')
Every thing go up, gotta come down (it got to)
FCI Memphis in the feds (what?)
I was sellin' Ks too, sheets on the compound (four X)
When you see the POM, it mean prince of Memphis (of Memphis)
FNG step gang, hundred niggas with me (step gang)
Millionaire worth of jewels, and I'm independent (I'm independent)
Everybody like, "Damn, you know the Ricky"
Niggas know that I step (uh-huh)
And the gang that I rep (uh-huh)
Went to Solomon, iced out the ten, put six hundred on all of our neck (uh-huh)
Paid in full like Mitch (mhm)
Really havin' this shit (mhm)
Got off of that step, started rapping and six months later, I'm rich (mhm)
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Forsberg, Krishon Gaines, Stephen Shockley, Xavier Landum, Leon Sylvers Iii, William Shelby, Rodarrion Harrison
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