*laughs*
Lamborghini Mercy
I pray that we Drip man
I pray for Roses
OG
Through the streets, we roll
Making money fast
Yall gon tell me slow down if I drive you to my past
It was me and rogues
Sitting in the trap
Working on the system like officials
In the bank
Take a pill and go
Flying through the skies
Bought some Rey ban shades
That's the disguise
Man C of Os
And two Milly cash
Had to pay the bail money
So I got the strap
No belt, I'm a gangster
Take your breath, n*gga asthma
Eating n*ggas
Like they pasta
Unrepentant, ain't no pastor No
Don't touch my double cup
Disrespect me you get popped
Thought you was a hard n*gga
But you talking to the cops
It's the trap n*gga season
f*ck around and get missing
Yeah I'm hot n*gga sizzling
You ain't hard you a weakling
I Want my face up on a billboard
So I got up on my keyboard
I was trapping hard on POF
You was waiting at the seashore
Man I do this for the range rove scrr
Hit a mission then I change clothes
I'm in Cali on my VPN
But it's Lagos on my GPS
You ain't with mob boy
You is just a poor boy
Music is the mop boy
Clean the money up boy
n*gga I'm a top boy
b*tches wanna cuff boy
If you take a puff boy
I guarantee you fall
I been stacking like I'm pablo
I Got the milk Raman Jago (Marlians)
Bring my money in a Bagco (super sack)
I go anywhere the cash go
Rap rap till I'm outta breath
Trap trap till I got a check
There's a reason that they call me spesh
Tell your n*ggas that I'm coming next
All ma n*ggas scammalot
Pray for Bentleys and the Porsche
This a shout-out to the trap n*ggas
Put your city on the map n*gga
Lamborghinis for my homies
This a shout-out to the OGs
Super beatz on a super mix
Ain't no other n*gga flow like this