Yo, M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-ITrack off in a ride, Mississippi slideThey might spin a hundred timesOnly thing, welcome round the niggas, knives and diamondsPull off David Banner, bad bitch from SavannahI got financial freedom, nigga, we ain't nothing standingWhy you think the guards gotta keep it down in Canada?Shout out to my bitches that I fuckin' love, KenyaClassic *** only, I just put away the bitlyForty from another milli, you got mail, nigga, send itNot a record deal with Schremer, nigga, all I know is spend itUp in ***, swiping cards like I'm Russell SimmonsYou should clean your ice, it ain't shiningLately, I've been running through this money like a linemanIf she ain't fuckin', she gotta say that in advanceBitch, Alexander McQueen's, I ain't rockin'Rap ***, it's on lock like a sentenceBracin' to that check, the photo finishOoh, he hoppin' at the bitch, I got it tinnedI'm crackin' bad bitches till the crack of dawnTwo dollars on the feet, now I'm steppin'I just pay the rent like KevinI ain't go easy on that engine when I revThe peck, but gotta have some longevityM-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-ITrack off in a ride, Mississippi slideMississippi slide, they might spin a hundred timesOnly thing, welcome round the niggas, nines and dimesPull off David Banner, bad bitch from SavannahI got financial freedom, nigga, we ain't at the standardWhy you think the guards gotta keep it down, can you?Shout out to my bitches that I fuckin' love, can you?Top down in my SS Diamonds, dancin' like I'm Famous AmosI got hips like Devin Hayden, feel like Michael, how I made itI be jumpin' off the stage with all my chains, they think I'm crazyFifteen hundred on some shoes, I wore for one nightOne occasion, racin' to the money, could've drove a TalladegaI know she a girl, it ain't no way that I could save herAll my niggas got Wi-Fi, look like we still in cableWhen I mo' head and pop my leg, it look like I'm disabledHow I'm stuntin', I'm givin' myself inspirationTook a *** on all my haters, still got toilet paperGotta seat at my own table, don't need no fablesOut the street, baby, smokin' green by the ankleM-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-ITrack off in a ride, Mississippi slideThey might spin a hundred timesOnly thing, welcome round the niggas, nines and dimesPull off David Banner, bad bitch from SavannahI got financial freedom, nigga, we ain't at the standardWhy you think the guards gotta keep it down, can you?Shout out to my bitches that I fuckin' love, can you?Trim for life, Swae Lee Slim JimSlack, slackSlack
