[Intro]
Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid
[Verse 1: DDG & Morray]
Whole lotta of my old homies didn't make it here
Gotta stay strapped and be ready if we take it there
Life's short, but this clip is longer than Jamaican hair
Never have I claimed to be a gangster but it's safer here (Yuh)
Put this pistol in my hand, I'm protectin' all these bands (Baow)
They be fuckin' up the brand when I lend a helpin' hand (Baow)
So I gotta be alone, make the money on my own
If it's smoke then meet me man to man, nigga fuck it's on (Let's go)
Now wе live in luxury, that shit just a summary
In the line of firе, trust my brother he gon' cover me (Fye)
Internet trolls and the critics really under me
Had to realize they only poppin' just because of me, they stressin' me
But my bitch be trippin', she be testin' me
I don't know that bitch, it ain't my fault that she be textin' me
Why you just can't cook, give me kiss, then have sex with me? (Baow)
Then you get upset when I'm annoyed and give you less of me, fuck
I don't know, what the fuck that I'ma do with you
I know you stabbed me in my back, but I'm still cool with you
'Cause when it comin' to the racks, they don't know who is who (Who?)
Niggas switch up for the dollars
I be tryin' to be positive with the drama
It be constantly following, on my momma
But I guess it's the side effects of the commas, gang
[Verse 2: Lakeyah]
It's Lakeyah, the biggest flexer, YBIC
I'm different from all these niggas, ask Coach, ask P
I got the top niggas vouchin' for a bitch like me
I touched the shit I get for bookings way before QC
I'm feeling like I can't be fucked with, I don't mean to be cocky
But the competition ain't switchin' up the flows or the topics
Chrome Hearts all on my body, bless more hoes than a prophet
All them bitches countin' my pockets, so drop a deposit
I'm fly as a pilot, new season Dior, Fendi, and Prada
How the fuck she a freshman when she dropped outta college?
And how the fuck she go so hard when she look like a model?
Buy a bitch like, legally I can't even buy me a bottle, they know I'm a problem
Got these bitches out here tryna step it up
Couple hatin' bitches hatin' on me since I leveled up
Catchin' more G's than them Z's, bitch, I ran it up
Leave a broke nigga to the streets, he can never fuck
Yeah, so all these bitches is in trouble now
My name hold weight around this bitch, I'm like a hundred pounds
Chain cost a hundred thou', blicky let off a hundred rounds
Let the bag talk, ain't gotta tell 'em how I'm comin' out
[Interlude: Morray, Lakeyah & Coi Leray]
Bow! Yeah (Sheesh!)
Fire, fuckin' fire (Hold on, yeah)
[Verse 3: Morray]
Uh, I said I had somethin' written, but fuck it, nigga, I ain't gon' say it
The gun in my hip, I swear to God I show it, I spray it
You niggas better believe what the fuck a nigga sayin'
In the buildin' with all these great niggas, bitch, it's amazing
Bitch, XXL, I don't think them niggas ready
The bars that we got and these flows, they super heavy
Got Coi Leray, DDG and my homie here
She came up, showed y'all niggas, but them bars is real, nigga, ain't no fear
Fuckin' NC stand up, nigga 2-6, man we the greatest
You niggas say "Who is the best?" Bitch, it's me, ain't no debatin'
Fuck it, don't gotta write it, fuck it, I'd rather spit it
Niggas talkin' 'bout toilet bowls, bitch, I'm shittin' (Bruh)
Like whoa, what you mean you want the dough?
And you niggas talkin' bullshit but I'm the one with the flows
Off the top, bitch, this shit is hot, who the fuck you niggas know?
If I come outside the strip club, then I'm comin' with the poles, bitch
[Verse 4: Coi Leray]
C-O-I, love it when he say my name, yeah
Low-key, that's my little sneaky link, ayy
Yeah, I love when he fuck me to the beat, ayy
He a freak, fell in love with me, let's go
Watch us all get lit, ayy
Watch us all get richer, ayy
Couple niggas move bricks, uh
Couple niggas hold sticks, ayy
Bitch, I love my brother
My brother love me, ayy, bih
Look at my wrist, ayy
Diamonds sea, yeah
[Bridge: Coi Leray & Morray]
Mmh, ayy, we all get money
Yeah-yeah (Mmh), yeah, bitch, we all get money (Mmh)
Yeah-yeah, we all get money (We all get money)
Yeah-yeah, yeah, bitch, we all get money, let's go, ayy
Ha, we all get money, shake it, Coi
We all get money, shake it, Coi, yeah
[Outro: Morray]
XXL, we in this, ha
Ayy, DDG, we did this
Lakeyah, yeah, we did it
Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid
[Verse 1: DDG & Morray]
Whole lotta of my old homies didn't make it here
Gotta stay strapped and be ready if we take it there
Life's short, but this clip is longer than Jamaican hair
Never have I claimed to be a gangster but it's safer here (Yuh)
Put this pistol in my hand, I'm protectin' all these bands (Baow)
They be fuckin' up the brand when I lend a helpin' hand (Baow)
So I gotta be alone, make the money on my own
If it's smoke then meet me man to man, nigga fuck it's on (Let's go)
Now wе live in luxury, that shit just a summary
In the line of firе, trust my brother he gon' cover me (Fye)
Internet trolls and the critics really under me
Had to realize they only poppin' just because of me, they stressin' me
But my bitch be trippin', she be testin' me
I don't know that bitch, it ain't my fault that she be textin' me
Why you just can't cook, give me kiss, then have sex with me? (Baow)
Then you get upset when I'm annoyed and give you less of me, fuck
I don't know, what the fuck that I'ma do with you
I know you stabbed me in my back, but I'm still cool with you
'Cause when it comin' to the racks, they don't know who is who (Who?)
Niggas switch up for the dollars
I be tryin' to be positive with the drama
It be constantly following, on my momma
But I guess it's the side effects of the commas, gang
[Verse 2: Lakeyah]
It's Lakeyah, the biggest flexer, YBIC
I'm different from all these niggas, ask Coach, ask P
I got the top niggas vouchin' for a bitch like me
I touched the shit I get for bookings way before QC
I'm feeling like I can't be fucked with, I don't mean to be cocky
But the competition ain't switchin' up the flows or the topics
Chrome Hearts all on my body, bless more hoes than a prophet
All them bitches countin' my pockets, so drop a deposit
I'm fly as a pilot, new season Dior, Fendi, and Prada
How the fuck she a freshman when she dropped outta college?
And how the fuck she go so hard when she look like a model?
Buy a bitch like, legally I can't even buy me a bottle, they know I'm a problem
Got these bitches out here tryna step it up
Couple hatin' bitches hatin' on me since I leveled up
Catchin' more G's than them Z's, bitch, I ran it up
Leave a broke nigga to the streets, he can never fuck
Yeah, so all these bitches is in trouble now
My name hold weight around this bitch, I'm like a hundred pounds
Chain cost a hundred thou', blicky let off a hundred rounds
Let the bag talk, ain't gotta tell 'em how I'm comin' out
[Interlude: Morray, Lakeyah & Coi Leray]
Bow! Yeah (Sheesh!)
Fire, fuckin' fire (Hold on, yeah)
[Verse 3: Morray]
Uh, I said I had somethin' written, but fuck it, nigga, I ain't gon' say it
The gun in my hip, I swear to God I show it, I spray it
You niggas better believe what the fuck a nigga sayin'
In the buildin' with all these great niggas, bitch, it's amazing
Bitch, XXL, I don't think them niggas ready
The bars that we got and these flows, they super heavy
Got Coi Leray, DDG and my homie here
She came up, showed y'all niggas, but them bars is real, nigga, ain't no fear
Fuckin' NC stand up, nigga 2-6, man we the greatest
You niggas say "Who is the best?" Bitch, it's me, ain't no debatin'
Fuck it, don't gotta write it, fuck it, I'd rather spit it
Niggas talkin' 'bout toilet bowls, bitch, I'm shittin' (Bruh)
Like whoa, what you mean you want the dough?
And you niggas talkin' bullshit but I'm the one with the flows
Off the top, bitch, this shit is hot, who the fuck you niggas know?
If I come outside the strip club, then I'm comin' with the poles, bitch
[Verse 4: Coi Leray]
C-O-I, love it when he say my name, yeah
Low-key, that's my little sneaky link, ayy
Yeah, I love when he fuck me to the beat, ayy
He a freak, fell in love with me, let's go
Watch us all get lit, ayy
Watch us all get richer, ayy
Couple niggas move bricks, uh
Couple niggas hold sticks, ayy
Bitch, I love my brother
My brother love me, ayy, bih
Look at my wrist, ayy
Diamonds sea, yeah
[Bridge: Coi Leray & Morray]
Mmh, ayy, we all get money
Yeah-yeah (Mmh), yeah, bitch, we all get money (Mmh)
Yeah-yeah, we all get money (We all get money)
Yeah-yeah, yeah, bitch, we all get money, let's go, ayy
Ha, we all get money, shake it, Coi
We all get money, shake it, Coi, yeah
[Outro: Morray]
XXL, we in this, ha
Ayy, DDG, we did this
Lakeyah, yeah, we did it
( XXL )
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