Hop out the whip an I run up them banz
Run on yo block an I hit all yo mans
Plottin my downfall they makin these plans
Cook in the Stu an I ain't talkin pans
Cookin I'm cookin I'm makin a meal
Grinding real hard tryna make me a mil
You made a scar and expect it to heal
People be fakin can tell who is real
I'm makin plans to run up them banz
An I ain't talkin bout no rubber
I got the ice all on my chain An they all different colors
Focused on me I'm tryna blow up I ain't worried bout the others
I'm workin hard I'm playin my card I'm just tryna see a number
I pull up an run it
I pull up an gun it
I pull up I done it
I pull up an won it
Every body be so fake
Every body be a snake
Stepping on gas ain't no brake
All of these charts ima break
Hop out the whip an I run up them banz
Run on yo block an I hit all yo mans
Plottin my downfall they makin these plans
Cook in the Stu an I ain't talkin pans
Cookin I'm cookin I'm makin a meal
Grinding real hard tryna make me a mil
You made a scar and expect it to heal
People be fakin can tell who is real
Hop out the whip an I run up them banz
Run on yo block an I hit all yo mans
Plottin my downfall they makin these plans
Cook in the Stu an I ain't talkin pans
Cookin I'm cookin I'm makin a meal
Grinding real hard tryna make me a mil
You made a scar and expect it to heal
People be fakin can tell who is real
Pull up wit a hunid round
Don't you ever make a sound
Goin up won't touch the ground
With the dogs like we a hound
Don't you speak I'm in the zone
Got the cash like we a loan
Feel like I am all alone
Iced up neck it got the stone
Pull up on yo block with the 30s out the window
Tryna dodge the shots like y'all fellas playin limbo
Thought this song was over nah sike that's the intro
Bumping to my music and we dancin like a disco
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Hop out the whip an I run up them banz
Run on yo block an I hit all yo mans
Plottin my downfall they makin these plans
Cook in the Stu an I ain't talkin pans
Cookin I'm cookin I'm makin a meal
Grinding real hard tryna make me a mil
You made a scar and expect it to heal
People be fakin can tell who is real
I'm makin plans to run up them banz
An I ain't talkin bout no rubber
I got the ice all on my chain An they all different colors
Focused on me I'm tryna blow up I ain't worried bout the others
I'm workin hard I'm playin my card I'm just tryna see a number
I pull up an run it
I pull up an gun it
I pull up I done it
I pull up an won it
Every body be so fake
Every body be a snake
Stepping on gas ain't no brake
All of these charts ima break
Hop out the whip an I run up them banz
Run on yo block an I hit all yo mans
Plottin my downfall they makin these plans
Cook in the Stu an I ain't talkin pans
Cookin I'm cookin I'm makin a meal
Grinding real hard tryna make me a mil
You made a scar and expect it to heal
People be fakin can tell who is real
Hop out the whip an I run up them banz
Run on yo block an I hit all yo mans
Plottin my downfall they makin these plans
Cook in the Stu an I ain't talkin pans
Cookin I'm cookin I'm makin a meal
Grinding real hard tryna make me a mil
You made a scar and expect it to heal
People be fakin can tell who is real
Pull up wit a hunid round
Don't you ever make a sound
Goin up won't touch the ground
With the dogs like we a hound
Don't you speak I'm in the zone
Got the cash like we a loan
Feel like I am all alone
Iced up neck it got the stone
Pull up on yo block with the 30s out the window
Tryna dodge the shots like y'all fellas playin limbo
Thought this song was over nah sike that's the intro
Bumping to my music and we dancin like a disco
Run on yo block an I hit all yo mans
Plottin my downfall they makin these plans
Cook in the Stu an I ain't talkin pans
Cookin I'm cookin I'm makin a meal
Grinding real hard tryna make me a mil
You made a scar and expect it to heal
People be fakin can tell who is real
I'm makin plans to run up them banz
An I ain't talkin bout no rubber
I got the ice all on my chain An they all different colors
Focused on me I'm tryna blow up I ain't worried bout the others
I'm workin hard I'm playin my card I'm just tryna see a number
I pull up an run it
I pull up an gun it
I pull up I done it
I pull up an won it
Every body be so fake
Every body be a snake
Stepping on gas ain't no brake
All of these charts ima break
Hop out the whip an I run up them banz
Run on yo block an I hit all yo mans
Plottin my downfall they makin these plans
Cook in the Stu an I ain't talkin pans
Cookin I'm cookin I'm makin a meal
Grinding real hard tryna make me a mil
You made a scar and expect it to heal
People be fakin can tell who is real
Hop out the whip an I run up them banz
Run on yo block an I hit all yo mans
Plottin my downfall they makin these plans
Cook in the Stu an I ain't talkin pans
Cookin I'm cookin I'm makin a meal
Grinding real hard tryna make me a mil
You made a scar and expect it to heal
People be fakin can tell who is real
Pull up wit a hunid round
Don't you ever make a sound
Goin up won't touch the ground
With the dogs like we a hound
Don't you speak I'm in the zone
Got the cash like we a loan
Feel like I am all alone
Iced up neck it got the stone
Pull up on yo block with the 30s out the window
Tryna dodge the shots like y'all fellas playin limbo
Thought this song was over nah sike that's the intro
Bumping to my music and we dancin like a disco
Writer: Corbin Boek
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