Quantum of Solace
Yeahhh
Niggas know what the fuck it is
YEAH
YEAH
I heard they out here mad
Still going out sad
They down bad
More concerned bout moves i'm Making
And how i'm getting this cash
Well i'm just laughing to the bank Nigga
Just closed on 3 listings
Multi millions
I still would find my way to a Kitchen
(Whip it)
Cooking left wrist, right wrist
All that fear going block ya Blessings
I just bet that
Bet this
I ain't scared to take the risk
I'm very calculated
Back in my zone
YEAH
Gully mode has been activated
Mans not hot
My circle moving like the Ventilation
Cash flow routes
I give and go
Like pick and roll
30 From the arc of the arena
I let it spark
You pups too soft
Ya big dawg got little heart
You texted mans say you tryna talk
We revoking ya card (Gimme that)
Life's too precious
Just to be out here moving reckless
Depending on who you asking
I shouldn't have what I worked for
(Pussy ass niggas)
I grossed 7 bands at the Fillmore
Flip packs of raw
Got some good gas
I'll get it off
(I'll get that off)
I got the right to bear arms
You know I keep the fire
Oxtails over the jambalaya
Back whipping the Betty Crocker
(Ugh)
Who flyer than me (Who flyer?)
I'm fly as can be
You niggas talk it
But honestly speaking
Maaan, niggas ain't fucking with Me
NOT AT ALL
NOT AT ALL
Niggas know what the fuck it is
YEAH
YEAH
I heard they out here mad
Still going out sad
They down bad
More concerned bout moves i'm Making
And how i'm getting this cash
Well i'm just laughing to the bank Nigga
Just closed on 3 listings
Multi millions
I still would find my way to a Kitchen
(Whip it)
Cooking left wrist, right wrist
All that fear going block ya Blessings
I just bet that
Bet this
I ain't scared to take the risk
I'm very calculated
Back in my zone
YEAH
Gully mode has been activated
Mans not hot
My circle moving like the Ventilation
Cash flow routes
I give and go
Like pick and roll
30 From the arc of the arena
I let it spark
You pups too soft
Ya big dawg got little heart
You texted mans say you tryna talk
We revoking ya card (Gimme that)
Life's too precious
Just to be out here moving reckless
Depending on who you asking
I shouldn't have what I worked for
(Pussy ass niggas)
I grossed 7 bands at the Fillmore
Flip packs of raw
Got some good gas
I'll get it off
(I'll get that off)
I got the right to bear arms
You know I keep the fire
Oxtails over the jambalaya
Back whipping the Betty Crocker
(Ugh)
Who flyer than me (Who flyer?)
I'm fly as can be
You niggas talk it
But honestly speaking
Maaan, niggas ain't fucking with Me
NOT AT ALL
NOT AT ALL
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Writer(s): Najee Rodgers
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