Hit it out of park, I might just hit a home run
I call my brothers up and they gon' get your fucks gun
And when you dead, no boy, you don't know that don't race fun
I told that bitch, get out my phone, no, I won't race fun
New Benz gon' crash it out
20-ounce nigga, look at me now
Now my buddy gon' air it out
New Link won't hear the term
Bites actually smoking pounds
Can't let my family down
Standing up, not standing down
Not a sound, something ain't no sound
Yeah, don't hit no one
Burp your head and run and shoot
Thought I'm fine, I wasn't problem
Be trying to get to that roof
In my bed, I pull that rug out
That bitch gon' bust a shoe
Got some money now, so I'm gon' put some diamonds on my tooth
Yeah, he getting that green like Peter Pan
Dance with love and they feel the same
Sitting with style, get your man
Walk in the club and I blow 10 grand
Girl on my crib, yeah, she buy my suits
Girl in that body, not leaving no clue
That c*** cap and I telling the truth
I told the chick and she moving them glues
I make it hit when I'm walking the booth
I can not fall with a d***, nay
I got somebody that's only in fuel
Feel like I'm Joy, I s*** out the roof
Shout out to Quizz, still still with the truth
Shout out to Waddle, no, my n***a's cool
Knockin' on me and they shine like a pool
Callin' up Dami and he sayin' bull
She want a kiss on the night
I'm about to take her sword
10 bags, that's something light
Making that thug, you know
And I don't care about no type
Jace tell me and I prose
And the top is gon' say farewell
Gonna wish that boy bye-bye
One coming, you have a d*** on me to stay
Camo on me, that bag
130 on my dash, they can know that we speedin'
Hold up my night and it stay
Walk on that party and that bitch finna get it jumpin'
I ain't never gonna fly
Let my body know, we gon' ready to get it dumpin'
Like I'm Suga with a flag
Gotta make sure your people good and your suckers smart
S*** move like snakes
Better make sure that love genuine
For you ain't so d*** for you, it's too late
Gotta make sure that my family good
Touch down on the shine and hello J
They got pop, poor boy in the woods
Let's smoke that patch and the d*** in the face
I'm out of the park, I might just hit a home run
I call my brothers up
And n***a gon' get your folks gunned
And when you dead, no boy, you done know there's no respawn
I told that b***h, get out my phone, no one won't respawn
I'm out of the park, I might just hit a home run
I call my brothers up
And n***a gon' get your folks gunned
And when you dead, no boy, you done know there's no respawn
I told that b***h, get out my phone, no one won't respawn
I told that b***h, get out my phone, no one won't respawn