Metro Boomin want some more nigga (hey)
00:02
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk (pew)
00:22
Shoot the maggots (pew-pew), shoot the maggots with the pump (hey)
00:25
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
00:28
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
00:31
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
00:35
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
00:37
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
00:41
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
00:43
Yeah, put on the Patek, poppin' Xannys, I'm an addict (poppin')
00:46
Break the mattress with a baddie on the Addy (smash)
00:49
Diamonds glassy, need some glasses for the flashing, yeah
00:52
Michael Jackson with this fashion, bitch I'm dabbin', yeah
00:55
All of this shit on purpose got these bitches slurpin' (woah)
00:58
Aw, your pockets on hurting, nigga you can be my servant (woo, wo)
01:01
Go to the lot and young nigga don't lease it, I purchase (purchase)
01:04
After I cut off a thot I give her some money for service (here)
01:07
Wherever I go the whole gang gon' go (gang), yeah
01:10
You cannot tame the ho because you want fame for sure (tame)
01:12
You think that you rich 'cause you got a hundred or more
01:15
I got an over-overload, look like I just sold my soul
01:18
I, pour up a four, a liter, I got the stripes, Adidas (stripes)
01:20
I got a foreign mamacita and I been known to beat it (mama)
01:24
Niggas ain't goin' defeated (who?), we get the guns immediate (brrt)
01:27
Don't burn in the coupe, it's an Italy (Italy)
01:29
You niggas is broke and it's pitiful (hey)
01:31
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk (pew)
01:32
Shoot the maggots (pew-pew), shoot the maggots with the pump (hey)
01:35
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
01:38
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
01:41
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
01:44
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
01:47
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
01:50
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
01:52
Yeah, Kim Jong, yeah, big bombs (21)
01:55
Wonder Bread man, make your bitch lick crumbs (yeah)
01:58
Audemar Piguet flooded, got my wrist numb (bling)
02:01
Grab the hitstick, nigga tryna blitz some'
02:04
Dope boy, dope boy, I sell coke boy (21)
02:07
You broke ass rappers food, it's a po' boy (21)
02:10
Everybody the same, all these niggas sound alike (dick riders)
02:12
Fox 5 gang, turn you to a candlelight
02:15
Bitch boy I'm a mobster, shrimp in my pasta
02:18
Jamaican Don Dada, hang 'round the shottas
02:20
Mad Max nigga, yeah I hang with the killers (21)
02:23
Planet of the Apes, yeah I hang around gorillas (on god)
02:26
I got AK, SK, HK, broad day (21)
02:29
You a fuckboy, we ain't with the horseplay (bitch)
02:32
Shrimp ass nigga, did you do your chores today? (21)
02:35
Do you wanna take a ride with the coroner today? (21)
02:38
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk (pew)
02:41
Shoot the maggots (pew-pew), shoot the maggots with the pump (hey)
02:44
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
02:47
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
02:50
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
02:53
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
02:56
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
02:59
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
03:02
Drop from the heavens straight in the wild (yeah)
03:05
Trunk in the front, top gotta slide
03:08
Ride suicides, we keep this shit alive (yeah)
03:11
Jumping out the public houses, don't you come outside
03:13
Private status, tryna land the jet at Magic (it's lit)
03:18
Goin' way up, on my way to cut through traffic (what you poppin')
03:19
Pop the ceiling, pop the bean, I need the balance (pop it, pop it)
03:23
Bloody ass is what I'm seeing, it's way too graphic
03:25
Watch your fingers 'cause the cactus dangerous (yeah)
03:28
Broke, you ain't us, we don't speak that language
03:30
Tom Cruise, I'ma make her see, she snort a mountain
03:34
Rackades on the outfit will make her bounce it
03:37
Good drank my life yeah, CPR my pipe, yeah
03:40
Please need the energy, only got a night, yeah (it's lit)
03:42
Nike boys, we don't do three stripes (yeah)
03:45
I'm living for my niggas that do life, yeah
03:48
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk (pew)
03:51
Shoot the maggots (pew-pew), shoot the maggots with the pump (hey)
03:54
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
03:56
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
03:59
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
04:03
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
04:06
Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
04:08
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
04:11