I look like a dealer from the way I put it on Micah, Mary, Dylan, and I'm shut up with that crown While I'm waitin' for my nigga, he tell me he ain't know I'm a mother***in' dealer and I'm straight from out that door Bitch, I got my ride, I ain't slippin' Hard, track down in me Hard, I'm bankin' it Shoot up, they squat, they fallin' down Hard, I'm gettin' it Hard, they watchin' me Hard, I'm glistenin' Wow, wow, wow, wow Hustle hard for this Raleigh Hustle hard for that Patek Make it hard behind my broadie Kill them boys inside they six So many niggas, I flood my woman Like, what the *** I do with this? Outside your show, I tell my youngins Soon as it ends, bitch, you get blitzed I ain't no ***, straight at your kick He joked, I want him dead now He called it, now just play it off When I take your ***, get your head blown Don't lay it down Riches *** they man, honey Joe won't see my headphones I look like a dealer from the way I put it on Micah, Mary, Dylan, and I'm strapped up with that crown While I'm waitin' for my nigga, he tell me he ain't know I'm a mother***in' dealer and I'm straight from out that door Bitch, I got my ride, I ain't slippin' Hard, track down in me Hard, I'm bankin' it Shoot at they squad, they fallin' down Hard, I'm gettin' it Hard, they watchin' me Hard, I'm glistenin' Oh, oh, oh, oh They like, Lizzy, where you been? I'm with the line, in the den You say you in the trenches, but you lyin' Nigga, when? I had to shoot at my cousin here Oh, that ain't my kin If it ever come down to it, I'll do that *** again Bitch, they call me Iron Man when I be on the south Would've thought I was a blind man, I never seen a drought Trace 7, 4K trailer, bitch, we creepin' down 37, 38, you know them be my allowance I just bought me a thousand dollars, them bitches got the ticket I'm gon' make at least 2.5, that's straight up out them trenches I got a new coupe parked outside, and I nicknamed him Mitch If a nigga disrespect this ***, we gon' kill him, need no witness I look like a dealer from the way I put it on Michael, Mary, Dillon, and I'm strutting with that crown Word talking for my nigga, he tell me he ain't know I'm a mother***in' billet, and I'm straight from out that night Bitch, I got my rod, I'm slipping Hard, track down on me Hard, I'm banging it Shoot at they squad, they falling down Hard, I'm getting it Hard, they watching me Hard, I'm glistening Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa