(Yari)
Hmm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm, hmm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm (run it up Tay)
Positive influences didn't really have a lot
Jewelry got insurances, don't make me bring the strap along
All these bitches everywhere, they don't even have a thong
I don't need insurances, I don't need to tag along
Always by my damn self, don't need to bring the gang along
I can hold my own ground, these others like to cap a lot
Stick with me like Polo, come and check my catalogue
Greeting like a brochure, bitches wanna sing along
Then I bring the finger on, end up on the poster
Please don't get your bredrin shot, big jacket, Monclers
Snowin' in the trap a lot, standin' at the f*ckin' pot
Tryna make it f*ckin' lock, stock, and two smoking barrels (barrels), ah
Rollie it don't tell talk
Never touch the AP
Pull up with the Glock, Glock
Everybody shaky
Your bitchy give me crunk, crunk
Makin' bread like ice or pastry
Lot of problems in my life, but
It ain't nothin' I can't handle (no)
Sometimes I sit in my house by myself and my phone
Thinking, "Should I put a hit out?" (Should I?)
Yeah, I change my mind, I got brizicks on the line
And I know there's bigger pictures
F*ck your bitch, I'm outside
Quarter million cash down
Double up and go again
Double up and go again (double up and go again)
Double up and go again (double up, go again)
Double up and go again
Double up and go again