Yeah
[Chorus]
Mmh, ayy
Big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy
Murder, murder, murder, keep my slugs, my nigga, ayy
I was taught to never show no love, my nigga
Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceiling
Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga, I was plottin' on a million
I want a billion, nigga, so that's on God, I ain't chillin'
[Verse 1]
Yeah, hah, Perky, Perky, dirty soda, ayy
Only talk bags on the Motorola, ayy
Push the Hellcat like an old Corolla, ayy
I'ma let these racks talk for me, nigga
Bitch, and I ride with the shooters, ayy
Made my cousin a killer, uh
In that '15, I was neighborhood drug dealin'
I'm so cold hearted, I can't show no love, nigga
But I fuck that bitch to partynextdoor, "Persian Rugs," nigga, uh
Bought a brand new ap, it was fifty thousand total
It felt like the Flu Game when I sold out the Novo
I had to finesse and get the bag, I had mad dough though
If he ain't tryna go get the safe, I get it crackin' solo
[Chorus]
Mmh, ayy
Big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy
Murder, murder, murder, keep my slugs, my nigga, ayy
I was taught to never show no love, my nigga
Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceiling
Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga, I was plottin' on a million
I want a billion, nigga, so that's on God, I ain't chillin'
[Verse 2]
Blurred vision, band camp
Had a bad bitch put a hundred thousand in her spandex
That hundred that made me a million, I got it laminated
Can't fuck with none of these broke niggas, they contaminated
Thank God for all of these blue faces, I barely done made it
Made forty thousand on New Years, took a private to Vegas
I been on promethazine so long, when I'm slidin', I'm faded
I been tryna get a crib so long, now I got it, it's gated
I been touchin' all these millions, I know they gon' hate it
My chef cook up filet mignon, got sauce and then ate it
Nigga, I been ballin' every season like Kobe with eight, yeah
All these niggas gon' hate
I stayed down and got rich
Now I'm fuckin' on his lil' bae
[Chorus]
Mmh, ayy
Big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy
Murder, murder, murder, keep my slugs, my nigga, ayy
I was taught to never show no love, my nigga
Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceiling
Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga, I was plottin' on a million
I want a billion, nigga, so that's on God, I ain't chillin'
[Intro] Yeah [Chorus] Mmh, ayy Big stepper like Big Meech, mhm I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy Murder, murder, murder, keep my slugs, my nigga, ayy I was taught to never show no love, my nigga Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceiling Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga, I was plottin' on a million I want a billion, nigga, so that's on God, I ain't chillin' [Verse 1] Yeah, hah, Perky, Perky, dirty soda, ayy Only talk bags on the Motorola, ayy Push the Hellcat like an old Corolla, ayy I'ma let these racks talk for me, nigga Bitch, and I ride with the shooters, ayy Made my cousin a killer, uh In that '15, I was neighborhood drug dealin' I'm so cold hearted, I can't show no love, nigga But I fuck that bitch to partynextdoor, "Persian Rugs," nigga, uh Bought a brand new ap, it was fifty thousand total It felt like the Flu Game when I sold out the Novo I had to finesse and get the bag, I had mad dough though If he ain't tryna go get the safe, I get it crackin' solo [Chorus] Mmh, ayy Big stepper like Big Meech, mhm I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy Murder, murder, murder, keep my slugs, my nigga, ayy I was taught to never show no love, my nigga Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceiling Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga, I was plottin' on a million I want a billion, nigga, so that's on God, I ain't chillin' [Verse 2] Blurred vision, band camp Had a bad bitch put a hundred thousand in her spandex That hundred that made me a million, I got it laminated Can't fuck with none of these broke niggas, they contaminated Thank God for all of these blue faces, I barely done made it Made forty thousand on New Years, took a private to Vegas I been on promethazine so long, when I'm slidin', I'm faded I been tryna get a crib so long, now I got it, it's gated I been touchin' all these millions, I know they gon' hate it My chef cook up filet mignon, got sauce and then ate it Nigga, I been ballin' every season like Kobe with eight, yeah All these niggas gon' hate I stayed down and got rich Now I'm fuckin' on his lil' bae [Chorus] Mmh, ayy Big stepper like Big Meech, mhm I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy Murder, murder, murder, keep my slugs, my nigga, ayy I was taught to never show no love, my nigga Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceiling Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga, I was plottin' on a million I want a billion, nigga, so that's on God, I ain't chillin' Explain Request ×
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