Yeah, ha I seen your playa, I had finally came from the lair And these bitches keep on staring
I'm way too high, I'm never gonna land I Assume you knew it was the plan
Heard you hopped the gate, you ran And they had to scan your friends
I hop in there whippin' that Benz, Yeah I hop In that whippin' that Benz
Yeah, bitch, they ain't no problems Them niggas ain't been talkin
I was gon' post up my video I was gon' post up my drip
Had to flex all the drip, finna take me a dip
You be copyin' shit, you ain't even gotta lie I know you been gettin' them ties
Now you wanna throw up sets, but bitch, you don't even rep
I just been catchin' these checks We was gon' post up and flex
I was gon' cop all the rest You ain't never gon' beat me to it
And you had your chance, you blew it Yeah, jump out the sky, finna see me through it
What, finna get so high, I don't know what I'm doin
Yeah, she was to high, she ain't even mean to do it
She ain't have no clue, she was down with the crew
She my lil bad and bougie, She not f*ckin' with you
Yeah, ha I seen your playa, I had finally came from the lair And these bitches keep on staring
I'm way too high, I'm never gonna land I Assume you knew it was the plan
Heard you hopped the gate, you ran And they had to scan your friends
I hop in there whippin' that Benz, Yeah I hop In that whippin' that Benz
Yeah, bitch, they ain't no problems, nah, we been out here wildin
Tweakin' of them buildings, them hoe-ass niggas, stay lyin
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Yeah, ha I seen your playa, I had finally came from the lair And these bitches keep on staring
I'm way too high, I'm never gonna land I Assume you knew it was the plan
Heard you hopped the gate, you ran And they had to scan your friends
I hop in there whippin' that Benz, Yeah I hop In that whippin' that Benz
Yeah, bitch, they ain't no problems Them niggas ain't been talkin
I was gon' post up my video I was gon' post up my drip
Had to flex all the drip, finna take me a dip
You be copyin' shit, you ain't even gotta lie I know you been gettin' them ties
Now you wanna throw up sets, but bitch, you don't even rep
I just been catchin' these checks We was gon' post up and flex
I was gon' cop all the rest You ain't never gon' beat me to it
And you had your chance, you blew it Yeah, jump out the sky, finna see me through it
What, finna get so high, I don't know what I'm doin
Yeah, she was to high, she ain't even mean to do it
She ain't have no clue, she was down with the crew
She my lil bad and bougie, She not f*ckin' with you
Yeah, ha I seen your playa, I had finally came from the lair And these bitches keep on staring
I'm way too high, I'm never gonna land I Assume you knew it was the plan
Heard you hopped the gate, you ran And they had to scan your friends
I hop in there whippin' that Benz, Yeah I hop In that whippin' that Benz
Yeah, bitch, they ain't no problems, nah, we been out here wildin
Tweakin' of them buildings, them hoe-ass niggas, stay lyin
I'm way too high, I'm never gonna land I Assume you knew it was the plan
Heard you hopped the gate, you ran And they had to scan your friends
I hop in there whippin' that Benz, Yeah I hop In that whippin' that Benz
Yeah, bitch, they ain't no problems Them niggas ain't been talkin
I was gon' post up my video I was gon' post up my drip
Had to flex all the drip, finna take me a dip
You be copyin' shit, you ain't even gotta lie I know you been gettin' them ties
Now you wanna throw up sets, but bitch, you don't even rep
I just been catchin' these checks We was gon' post up and flex
I was gon' cop all the rest You ain't never gon' beat me to it
And you had your chance, you blew it Yeah, jump out the sky, finna see me through it
What, finna get so high, I don't know what I'm doin
Yeah, she was to high, she ain't even mean to do it
She ain't have no clue, she was down with the crew
She my lil bad and bougie, She not f*ckin' with you
Yeah, ha I seen your playa, I had finally came from the lair And these bitches keep on staring
I'm way too high, I'm never gonna land I Assume you knew it was the plan
Heard you hopped the gate, you ran And they had to scan your friends
I hop in there whippin' that Benz, Yeah I hop In that whippin' that Benz
Yeah, bitch, they ain't no problems, nah, we been out here wildin
Tweakin' of them buildings, them hoe-ass niggas, stay lyin
Writer: Vincent Jimenez
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