Yeah Baby, I can't Netflix and chill, I'm still in motion (go) Think about the homies that I lost, I get emotional (yeah) When you scream and kick, think a lion was in the motor Seen my uncle run through books daily with no diploma Pretty bitch, bend her over, petty, can't be around us I'ma buy the bar and pass out shots until they vomit (uh) I been gettin' money, protect the energy like Wakanda Never landin' gang, I'm in the plane without a pilot 365, every day count (365) CEO of Wavy Gang, live from the lake house Can't believe you put our bitch away, she tryna break out (come on) Got her walkin' through the penthouse naked, nothin' but a tank top Yeah, get your rank up, nah, get your bank up You know when it come to the fam, I'll take a pay cut A5 Jap' wagyu, look how the steak cut Leanin' hard, bendin' corners geeked, the Forgis scraped up Yeah, Face, you the one: Yeah, I know, ain't gotta tell me shit I'll come get 'em, wrap 'em, take 'em, bro, don't mail me shit Nigga almost lost his fuckin' life for tryna sell me hit Pussy nigga caught me with his ho and tried to tell my bitch Luxury trappin', never seen a nigga work a scale in Rick If I leave the game, will they love me? Damn, I feel like Mitch (if I leave the game) Rockstar, fuck, paint her face, damn, I feel like Kiss Fuck a soda, caviar sippin', smell it when I piss Yeah, seekin' better days I was goin' through some shit, that's when the blessin' came I got some killers love me to death, don't even say my name The paint was forty, base two hundred, can't even get in my lane These niggas claimin' that they players, don't even get in the game (don't play) I take a few sips, pop me a Perky before I get on the stage These niggas act like they be wild when all the pits in the cage (oh, yeah) I go courtside with a cup and bad bitch when the Pistons playin' (turnt) My old-head rent a van, no stash, brick in hand Hit the lights, know he ran, hit a corner, toss it back Runnin' out of money, nope, male me get lots of cash Zombie 'cause I'm feelin' masked, Chrome Heart, dump the bag Shake his hand, play cool with him, then rock his ass Got the same drop Tommy had, when they ask, I laugh Tesla got my nigga geekin' bad in somebody grass (yeah) Freaky mama told his lil' ass tomorrow to try again Yeah My biggest goal was go and buy a Benz, now it's me and twin (Benz) We were cruisin' in the fuckin' winter, they don't understand (they wouldn't understand) Put a box on the newest Gen, hit you and your friend (yeah, frr, go) My biggest sin was goin' to do some shit to try to feed my kid I repent, but I do not regret, I'd do that shit again Pillow talkin' 'cause you smashed the rat, we did that shit as kids We went up in dreads, hopped on PJ, did that shit at LIV I hop on the bike to catch the sales, CJ sendin' drills Five minutes till we hit the top, bae, pull down your pants (top) 2025 maybach, he fresh out the feds I'm at Aston Martin, couldn't tote a head, I hop out a sled Nasty bitch think I'm gon' fuck on her period, I keep runnin' reds I keep one up top, call him Top 'cause he hit nothin' but head Wavy ES7, now I'm BO42 in France Iced up like my nigga Veeze Can't be fuckin' with dusty fam Jumped the curb and scratched the Lam' I'm shiftin' to another 'Vette How much for them leather pants? Bitch, you know that's your advance How many niggas got a mil' in cash? Let me see a show of hands I stayed patient, got a line, I'll give you a kit if you blow my mind Catch me at Rolling Loud, sprayin' codeine on the crowd Old soul forever live, Earl Swim, ponied down Maybach in the Coney line, it's just me and this pole of mine For my niggas, hold it down, tell my bitch and police lies They out the kitchen, stove too hot, plottin' on me, I hope you not Yeah Know what the fuck goin' on Mob Still sippin', never trippin', nigga