Over lyrics

[Chorus]
b*tch I just got a lil′ older
I'll never switch on my n*ggas (Damn TRGC made that?)
b*tch I just got a lil′ older
Money just got a lil longer
We really moving the culture
Smoking' weed straight from the grower
You outta luck you not clover
Used to save 200 just for some kicks
Now it's times 4 in my soda
I remember I couldn′t get wit′ that b*tch
Now she suck me up like some Boba
Run up on me and its over

[Verse]
We send em' straight to Jehovah
You n*ggas broke and I know it
You might as well get your OSHA
He said he spinning my block
Why the f*ck that n*gga lied, lied, lied
If my bro go doot-doot-doot-doot he gon run
New Audi truck
We in this b*tch wit them sticks like its Optimus Prime
Goin′ so fast in this b*tch I just hope I don't die
I′m finna see what they bout
n*ggas be running they mouth
Brodie gon' cook you just like a steakhouse
She wanna pull the cake out
I′m finna leave wit' yo b*tch like takeout
I want the neck I ain't finna make out
Not in my circle then n*gga stay out
Where the f*ck all the hate now?
Where the f*ck all the hate now?
Where the f*ck all the hate now?
Where the f*ck all the hate now?
I′m like free buggout, I′m like free buggout
b*tch, I hope my n*gga break out
Imma make sure I'm the one that made out
All that bullsh*t is played out
I got some sh*t in the trunk
n*gga this ain′t what you want
FN hit him he gon' crunk
My choppa sing like Trey Songz
I used to sleep on a Bunk
Now I walk around wit leg lumps
Now I′m balling like I'm Trey Young
I do not care if they up
Cause b*tch you know Imma stay up
[Chorus]
b*tch I just got a lil′ older
I'll never switch on my n*ggas
b*tch I just got a lil' older
Money just got a lil longer
We really moving the culture
Smoking′ weed straight from the grower
You outta luck you not clover
Used to save 200 just for some kicks
Now it′s times 4 in my soda
I remember I couldn't get wit′ that b*tch
Now she suck me up like some Boba
Run up on me and its over
Run up on me and its over