Ayy, bro, is that jambo? ATL, Jacob, ATL, Jocker Run through the clouds and I ain't never, never coming down, never coming down Oh, yeah, yeah Told my bitch to find us a bitch, we can *** on together tomorrow *** on my wrist up, *** on a brick up, yeah, go on and hop on the charter I go to Sprint, I go to take off for cash, yeah, I'm not a dogger I went to Neptunes, I went to Mars, yeah, streets get hotter than lava I'm in that mood, everything gon' go, I gotta do all my gossip Suicide dose, oh, reaching my goals, thanking my heavenly father I'm on my grind, ain't no slowing down, gotta put up the bottles I'm on that pretty boy ***, yeah, I'ma just stick to the models I'ma just stick to the models and hit it I'ma just stick to the baller and get it I can't come up short, I'm going to get it I can't afford to keep all my bitches I got her laid up, she better sedate it I got my weight up and carry my city I got five carats, my ears, they blurred Put up no words, ***, no *** insured I keep it real, ain't talking up serve I lost the feeling of drinking on serve Put up them M's, my federal reserve Tell you the truth, I got caught in the urge Tell you the truth, I come up from the dirt She came with no panties, a look with a skirt I hit it on Xanax and I made it spurt A really rich nigga and I'm gone I told my bitch to find us a bitch We can *** on together tomorrow *** on my wrist up, *** on a brick up, yeah Gone and hop on the charter I go to Sprint, I go to take off a cash, yeah I'm not a jogger I went to Nelson's, I went to Mars, yeah Streets get hotter than lava I'm in that mode, everything gone gold I got a deal on my goggles Suicide dose, oh, reaching my goals Thanking my heavenly father I'm on my grind, ain't no slowing down I done put up the bottles I'm on that pretty boy ***, yeah, I'ma just stick to the models I got two blunt, short bunnies Sending me pics to the gram I got some bitches, they nine and up They wanna *** me just cause who I am I *** them gold niggas Bitches I never will love Or I'll toss up a pair I'm looking out for her, but I ain't taking care of her She know it ain't no way in hell I keep it real with you, keep it real with me That's all we can do We know how to deal with you Know how to deal with me Shawty get with us, I'm cool We call it fair game When it come down to my bros, I'm swiping the hoes I said my main thing to get your main thing We gon' *** that hoe on the low Told my bitch to find us a bitch We gon' *** on together tomorrow *** on my wrist up, *** on a brick up, yeah Go on and hop on the charter I go to sprintin', I go to take off for cash, yeah I'm not a jogger I went to Nelson, I went to Mars, yeah Streets get hotter than lava Cause I'm in that mood, everything gon' go I gotta do all my gossip Suicide dose, oh, preaching my goals Thanking my heavenly father I'm on my grind, ain't no slowing down I done put out the bottles I'm on that pretty boy ***, yeah, I'ma just stick to the models I keep it real, ain't talkin' absurd I lost a feeling, the dragon don't serve Put out them M's, my fellow reserve Tell you the truth, I got caught in the urge Too blunt, short, funny Sendin' me deep to the ground Do what you know how to do Who would know how to do what you know how to do with me? Shawty get with us and fool with me Who would know how to do what you know how to do with me?