Turn you to a dance song
Yeah
Yeah, internet money I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a ghost and hop up in a phantom
I know I'm bout to blow,
woah, woah, I ain't dumb They try to take my floor,
I take their a** for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowing up,
now they say they want some
I got two twin blocks,
turn you to a dance song
I see two twin opps,
leave them on the band,
uh I got two thick thighs,
wanna link the game
I got red, I got blue, who you want?
The Chanel of Balenciaga,
Louis Vuitton She know I got the Fendi Prada when I am alone
I needed me a Dior, I got Anemone
I started from the bottom,
you can see the way I stomp
I want all the diamonds,
I want that 2x ton
The opps they tryna lie me,
cause they hate the place I'm from
But them niggas don't know me,
they just know the place I'm from
I got lots of shawty tryna pull up to my place
But she ain't want me last,
yeah so just get up on my face
They all up in my inbox so I know they wanna taste
I know they want my downfall,
I'll * all you licks
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm bout to blow,
whoa, whoa, I ain't done They try to take my flow,
I take their ass to ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowing up,
now they say they want some
I got two twin blocks,
turn you into a dancer
I see two twin opps,
leave them on a bandana
I got two thick thots,
wanna link the gang,
yeah
I'm in it to win it,
I'ma be the best,
yes, I Started from the bottom,
I ain't had no one,
yes, I Had to get big on the n***a,
it was bad, nah Broke split wigs, turned that n***a into a dancer
I got hard, I got soft, what you want?
Since the day that I been on,
they been blowin' out my phone
I can't help, I got all this loud in my lungs
Diamond through the blue,
phase one, smokin' on my eyes
I'm in the hills,
countin' bills
I'ma get diamond, chandelier, keep it chill Feel like yesterday, I was just watching Fresh Prince
Not a crib like Bad Lil,
ripped off Uncle Phil
Money big, Uncle Phil Twin glow, feelin' lit Sickening hate, Uncle Tom Spin them off me,
carousel Get them off me,
go to hell Silencer, kill them soft Tecca, take you for ransom
Me, I put you in a coffin
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm bout to blow,
oh, oh, I ain't dumb They try to take my floor,
I take their a** for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up,
now they say they want some
I got two twin glocks,
turn you into a dancer
I see two twin opps,
leave him on the band,
nah And I got two thicc thots,
wanna unlink the gang, yeah