[Hook X2]
Wake up feeling blessed up, pistol on that dresser
Ain't afraid to show it, I'll expose it if I dress up
Riding in that Testa...rossa, n*gga catch up
Sipping on that syrup 'til I'm messed up like yes sir
So now I'm getting change, people looking at me strange
Like n*gga switching lanes, never changed, still the same
We f*ck b*tches, get paper, you f*ck n*ggas on papers
We walk around with lasers, you prolly own some tasers
[Outro]
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[Hook X2]
Wake up feeling blessed up, pistol on that dresser
Ain't afraid to show it, I'll expose it if I dress up
Riding in that Testa...rossa, n*gga catch up
Sipping on that syrup 'til I'm messed up like yes sir
So now I'm getting change, people looking at me strange
Like n*gga switching lanes, never changed, still the same
We f*ck b*tches, get paper, you f*ck n*ggas on papers
We walk around with lasers, you prolly own some tasers
Uh