We got London on the train You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin' It feel like a bus when I'm whippin' a Wraith Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings Only got me feelin' the way I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, I done re-prescripted All because I don't feel the pain Let a nigga touch my chain, *** it, nigga Kill him, *** it, nigga, take me away I got my dawgs in this, bitch, I know they gon' shoot ***, hell And my lil' brother turned to a drummer Walk in my side, now he got the llama I said, that Maybach, where the Jays at? Tell my brothers, ball a hundred somers All my niggas know, run up them numbers ***, run up them numbers Yeah, run up them numbers, okay See, you don't want no thunder The old Tracy McGrady, the one, okay See, you don't want no thunder, yeah Christian, the sweater, okay Christian Dio, the sweater The double R came with the umbrella When I put the hoodie on, it get real up, yeah Put a hundred thousand in my Prada jean Got some little homies, got some Prada jean And I spent five hundred on Prada jeans Made out the purse, poppin' overseas Shawty gave me sloppy-toppy on the seat I made some cars and K-Cop the fleet Gotta be an anti-social gangster, cause the feds watchin' my tweets You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin' It feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings Only got me feelin' the way I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, I done re-prescripted *** it, cause I don't feel the pain Let a nigga touch my chain, *** it, nigga Kill him, *** it, nigga, take me away I ain't dogs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot and ***, uh And my lil' brother turned to a drummer Walk in my side, now he got the llama I took that Maybach with a Jay-Z Tell my brothers, ball a hundred summers All my niggas know it, run up them numbers *** it, run up them numbers *** it, I run up them numbers Pied up like a plumber and sold out a blunt I paid out a dip to your hunnid One got some combos, combos, combos You let it get to your head, yeah, I remember when you was a rookie I heard you got snapped by the feds, yeah, so you willing to tell him what up? I still be chillin' in projects Even though I've been runnin' them numbers up They used to tell me I'm not next I'm like, look at me now, I'm in front of them And I just hope you never set me up My lifestyle's too irregular And I don't know how I'ma trust again I ain't swear, or them all might *** up your eye, yeah I buzz out a piece of the pie, yeah I wanna speed off in a diet I got a gun full of hot tech Have a pool party with the passeng' We be the top of the topic These *** niggas don't know where to drop it If I wanna ride it, then I drop it And he mad that my bitch got a mindset You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin' It feel like a bust, but I'm whippin' a rave Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings Only got me feelin' the wave I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, I done represcripted *** it, cause I don't feel the pain Now the nigga touch my chain *** it, nigga, kill him *** it, nigga, take me away I got my dawgs in this bitch I know they gon' shoot the *** up And my lil' brother turned to a drummer Walked in my side, now he got the llama I took that Maybach with a KZ Tell my brothers, baller, hunnid summers All my niggas know it, run up them numbers *** it, run up them numbers *** it, nigga, kill him *** it, nigga, take me away I got my dawgs in this bitch I know they gon' shoot the *** up And my lil' brother turned to a drummer Walked in my side, now he got the llama I took that Maybach with a KZ Tell my brothers, baller, hunnid summers All my niggas know it, run up them numbers