[Verse 1]
Nautica pea coat keep my warm in winter
Niggas shooting, in charge of them shells, Master Splinter
Cruise the streets, banging Blade on this Detroit night
Abandoned homes make the tourist think we out here living trife
But that's just not our life
Don't judge me, got a thing for gambling
Got one life, Imma take advantage
Stacking up lettuce, cheese, bread and cabbage
Bruh man from the 5th said that's a sammich
My pops bout 50, nigga I'm surprised he still here
Cuz all the bullshit he faced, how could he keep his mind clear
But as he cruise through Detroit in his Jag, right
Down Woodward Ave, steady tryna get his cash right
And everyday I pray tonight don't be his last night
But imma know it's him when I see them blue jag lights
And these niggas so savage
Plus they equipped and quick to go grab
All they really know is "let this boy have it"
38 percent is they shooting average
Man he just coward pulling that trigger
He ain't hitting who he aiming for
Rather be happy with money, while ya'll make that angry dough
[Hook]
I got money, cash money stacked up from last summer
Niggas, niggas hoping that you go down under
Bitches, bitches choosing because the team winning
Spilling, spilling Bottega on my Louis linen
I got money, cash money stacked up from last summer
Niggas, niggas hoping that you go down under
Bitches, bitches choosing because the team winning
Spilling, spilling Bottega on my Louis linen
[Verse 2]
Boy I'm from Detroit, you wanna know what they do
Catch you at the G, get shot right at pump number 2
If you say that you the shit, then you must be number 2
In the future, you can catch me in that ghost with yo boo
She a cold chick on my stick, that's a popsicle
Bread big, cuz it use to be small like pumpernickel
She suck me so good, I experienced lipo
Yea I left money, just so I can get the right dough
[Hook]
I got money, cash money stacked up from last summer
Niggas, niggas hoping that you go down under
Bitches, bitches choosing because the team winning
Spilling, spilling Bottega on my Louis linen
I got money, cash money stacked up from last summer
Niggas, niggas hoping that you go down under
Bitches, bitches choosing because the team winning
Spilling, spilling Bottega on my Louis linen
Nautica pea coat keep my warm in winter
Niggas shooting, in charge of them shells, Master Splinter
Cruise the streets, banging Blade on this Detroit night
Abandoned homes make the tourist think we out here living trife
But that's just not our life
Don't judge me, got a thing for gambling
Got one life, Imma take advantage
Stacking up lettuce, cheese, bread and cabbage
Bruh man from the 5th said that's a sammich
My pops bout 50, nigga I'm surprised he still here
Cuz all the bullshit he faced, how could he keep his mind clear
But as he cruise through Detroit in his Jag, right
Down Woodward Ave, steady tryna get his cash right
And everyday I pray tonight don't be his last night
But imma know it's him when I see them blue jag lights
And these niggas so savage
Plus they equipped and quick to go grab
All they really know is "let this boy have it"
38 percent is they shooting average
Man he just coward pulling that trigger
He ain't hitting who he aiming for
Rather be happy with money, while ya'll make that angry dough
[Hook]
I got money, cash money stacked up from last summer
Niggas, niggas hoping that you go down under
Bitches, bitches choosing because the team winning
Spilling, spilling Bottega on my Louis linen
I got money, cash money stacked up from last summer
Niggas, niggas hoping that you go down under
Bitches, bitches choosing because the team winning
Spilling, spilling Bottega on my Louis linen
[Verse 2]
Boy I'm from Detroit, you wanna know what they do
Catch you at the G, get shot right at pump number 2
If you say that you the shit, then you must be number 2
In the future, you can catch me in that ghost with yo boo
She a cold chick on my stick, that's a popsicle
Bread big, cuz it use to be small like pumpernickel
She suck me so good, I experienced lipo
Yea I left money, just so I can get the right dough
[Hook]
I got money, cash money stacked up from last summer
Niggas, niggas hoping that you go down under
Bitches, bitches choosing because the team winning
Spilling, spilling Bottega on my Louis linen
I got money, cash money stacked up from last summer
Niggas, niggas hoping that you go down under
Bitches, bitches choosing because the team winning
Spilling, spilling Bottega on my Louis linen
( Detroit L-O )
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