Stiff Gang
Pulled up in a two-seater (coupe, yeah)
Inside, get it (get it)
Money, let's get it (let's go, let's go)
Steppin' on the pedal (pss, yeah)
Do it 'cause I want to
I don't need the credit (I don't say nothin')
80 on the Kelly (want some)
And that's real steady
Stiff gang on the bitch, don't approach me (nope)
I go up by the week, real motion (still runnin')
I can really play the game and coach you
I ain't dealin' hand to hand, I wholesale
Baked potato with everything on
Diamonds hittin', everything pourin' (can't focus)
Sent the Uber, get away from me (go in)
I'm a different vibe when that liquor hit (oh, yeah)
We can't be all on the 'Gram, no postin' (no postin')
Motherfucker in my hand, no poster (no poster)
Turnt up, young nigga, I'm the most (I'm the most)
20 vibes tee'd up on the boat, so I (skee)
Put it down for Atlanta like I'm So So Def
I know how to hit the gas when the coast is clear
You know I know you a ho, nigga, so so what?
Get it done by myself, don't need no coach, yeah
Thunderstorm when I come, I'm so so real
Think my brodie fucked up, I'm lookin' out for him
Can't cry, I got ten trials in both my ears
I been fuckin' immobile before the deal
When I'm done, and I'm leavin', she know the drill
I put oil on them bricks, I got motor skills
I need racks every day, this shit cost a mill
I catch her out of bounds, I'ma sock it to her
Ms in offshore account like a soccer dude
I been dead dead before, here my pockets full
Throw up 60 on the Wock', and I run the low
Know I made me a lot off a lil' man
Couple zips of that ra and you blow it up
Set up shop anywhere, I be goin' up
Trench baby runnin' 'round in this foreign stuff
Pushin' packs of drugs in the new year
Rich junkie, addicted to blue bucks
Different mind frame, I grew up
Really miss to let a bitch do her
Pretty shit debatin' 'bout who first
Bro, I'm not his twin, I don't know who worst
She would sell her soul for some cheap purses
Sleepin' giant, woke and resurface
Woke up in the Maybach with push curtains
We don't fuck with him, he a goldfish
Smooth talker, right out of two piece
2025, the new fleet
Kickin' shit with P, Bruce Lee
Bro know he a pact, loosely
Ridin' in the cat, red key
Go and check the stats, I'm OG, yeah
Straight out the jungle, survival is a must
I want the cheese, my pockets stuck up
I'm 'bout to leave, she come and touch me up
Got her on business, I don't care, I'm the plug
I'm out in Vegas, blicky on my hip
Three hundred K to charge it, disappear
I really made it, I used to work with flip
I ain't gon' play, came through duckin' out the drip
Bro on the table, on a trial, let's do it
Know how to move, all I did with the juice
Passin' her Hermès, for Christmas, I'm Scrooge
No, I can't let her, I'm stickin' the mood
I like the way that she fuck, she be coolin'
Model, she love a hood nigga, they bougie
Dig the dude, put the grave on my tombstone
Hit 'em straight in this shit if you move on
Virgin Maybach, I'm swervin' in two-tone
30 deep in the spot like a blue Hummer
Driver crazy, she think I put woo on her
We gon' lay, catch him laggin' and move on him
Yeah, I'm hot, check the temp', but I'm cool on it
Take some furs, I'm workin' my move on her
Give her curve, I'm puttin' a spin on her
Out in Saudi, I'm pushin' a fur coat
Inside, get it (get it)
Money, let's get it (let's go, let's go)
Steppin' on the pedal (pss, yeah)
Do it 'cause I want to
I don't need the credit (I don't say nothin')
80 on the Kelly (want some)
And that's real steady
Stiff gang on the bitch, don't approach me (nope)
I go up by the week, real motion (still runnin')
I can really play the game and coach you
I ain't dealin' hand to hand, I wholesale
Baked potato with everything on
Diamonds hittin', everything pourin' (can't focus)
Sent the Uber, get away from me (go in)
I'm a different vibe when that liquor hit (oh, yeah)
We can't be all on the 'Gram, no postin' (no postin')
Motherfucker in my hand, no poster (no poster)
Turnt up, young nigga, I'm the most (I'm the most)
20 vibes tee'd up on the boat, so I (skee)
Put it down for Atlanta like I'm So So Def
I know how to hit the gas when the coast is clear
You know I know you a ho, nigga, so so what?
Get it done by myself, don't need no coach, yeah
Thunderstorm when I come, I'm so so real
Think my brodie fucked up, I'm lookin' out for him
Can't cry, I got ten trials in both my ears
I been fuckin' immobile before the deal
When I'm done, and I'm leavin', she know the drill
I put oil on them bricks, I got motor skills
I need racks every day, this shit cost a mill
I catch her out of bounds, I'ma sock it to her
Ms in offshore account like a soccer dude
I been dead dead before, here my pockets full
Throw up 60 on the Wock', and I run the low
Know I made me a lot off a lil' man
Couple zips of that ra and you blow it up
Set up shop anywhere, I be goin' up
Trench baby runnin' 'round in this foreign stuff
Pushin' packs of drugs in the new year
Rich junkie, addicted to blue bucks
Different mind frame, I grew up
Really miss to let a bitch do her
Pretty shit debatin' 'bout who first
Bro, I'm not his twin, I don't know who worst
She would sell her soul for some cheap purses
Sleepin' giant, woke and resurface
Woke up in the Maybach with push curtains
We don't fuck with him, he a goldfish
Smooth talker, right out of two piece
2025, the new fleet
Kickin' shit with P, Bruce Lee
Bro know he a pact, loosely
Ridin' in the cat, red key
Go and check the stats, I'm OG, yeah
Straight out the jungle, survival is a must
I want the cheese, my pockets stuck up
I'm 'bout to leave, she come and touch me up
Got her on business, I don't care, I'm the plug
I'm out in Vegas, blicky on my hip
Three hundred K to charge it, disappear
I really made it, I used to work with flip
I ain't gon' play, came through duckin' out the drip
Bro on the table, on a trial, let's do it
Know how to move, all I did with the juice
Passin' her Hermès, for Christmas, I'm Scrooge
No, I can't let her, I'm stickin' the mood
I like the way that she fuck, she be coolin'
Model, she love a hood nigga, they bougie
Dig the dude, put the grave on my tombstone
Hit 'em straight in this shit if you move on
Virgin Maybach, I'm swervin' in two-tone
30 deep in the spot like a blue Hummer
Driver crazy, she think I put woo on her
We gon' lay, catch him laggin' and move on him
Yeah, I'm hot, check the temp', but I'm cool on it
Take some furs, I'm workin' my move on her
Give her curve, I'm puttin' a spin on her
Out in Saudi, I'm pushin' a fur coat
Credits
Writer(s): Dominique' Jones, Joshua Luellen, Wesley Glass
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