Let's take a trip through my mind and see what we find Start from the beginning, whoo! Man, you know what the *** going on Ha ha ha Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Come on, baby Y'all niggas really sleep on God Call me A.D. or the Don Dada I got bitches bet your back like I'm Luke Potters Niggas tuck her in the net, that be straight raw Pulling up in AMGs like I'm McGraws I be rockin' side of drip, call me Kristoff I made my own flow, but I switch off Right hand, left hand, it's a cook-off Once a nigga bustin' up, bitch, I get soft While I'm cheesin' the A, I'm a big dog Now you never hear the word, bitch, I lift off Huncho, hundo Baby, rentos Foreign, growin' Like A.D., we be knowin' Heart on my wrist, hunnid in the bag Got a lot of chicken, got a lot of cash I be ***in' hoes, I don't got a bag I'm out the 505, I be in the lab Pop the seal, get some ice in the double cup Twist up, spark up, yeah, we gettin' lit as *** Up in the stool with a bag of rungs, drop another verse Like I'm about to go *** it up 30K on a flight and it's first class All gas straight to the face and we gon' pass Slim waist and a fat ass tryna get a nut I don't really care about it, I'm just tryna *** MSG come through, yeah, we gon' *** it up Blow a bag on a bitch, then run it up Ooh, nasty You know these hoes movin' nasty She try to slide on the first night She try to *** me the same night Pass it to my nigga, Cobro, but he don't want it Tend to be on them, hold on, wait You don't drink coffee, double cup full I be sippin' on walkie, two bitches on me I tell them, get off me, blick on my waist Tell her, come and disarm me, yo, blicky jammin' Like, ah, ah, ah That's, that's what I put Your girlfriend, she try to *** with the kid, but I tell her, good luck I got the stacks, I gotta talk on that ***, get you whacked All of my niggas, you know that we It's a one-deuce-deuce, nigga, know what you rappin' Know the same Nike, but we stay gettin' checks Man, *** all the flexin', you know we winnin' *** And you know how we come and gettin' lit, then we dip, ay Tell him, run that bag Gang in this bitch, tryna touch another hundred racks But we gettin' all these millions Yeah, yeah, yeah Y'all niggas sleep, hold up We takin' Ws, goin' through deep All, we gettin' three-piece, wait I'm goin' full charge, hold up, wait Niggas talkin' like they with it, but they shut now I don't really care about a nigga, I got butts down Big whip, and that's front now I don't really care about a nigga, right now *** you talkin' about Told y'all niggas quit playin' with us, bitch-ass niggas