Retro - Company Lyrics

Run from me
Run from me
Swear you can't keep up with me
Swear you can't keep up with me (Yea)

Company, swear these niggas do not f***k with me
Running to the bag, you keep up with me
Running to the bag, you keep up with me
Yea, you should of got a bag
Now it's time to eat
I be cruising driving fast going top speed
You can run up, ima blast pls don't try me
I just drop like 40 on a bag b***h I'm grimy
Finna cop berettas, b***h twins i call em Siamese

My pockets like Floyd
You n****s Tip, yo wallet Tiny
Running to the bank, I feel like Sanders with the high knee
I just wipe my nose and best believe this s***t get slimy
If we talking money, it's not hard b***h you can find me

Big racks (Yea)
I got big racks
Hit that split it like a kit kat girl
Told you I love you and I meant that (Girl)
Lay low I'm coming with that kickback (Yeah)

Back on the beat
Do this with ease
You, her, and me
Said I changed my life, had to give it to G
I been rolling all night and I can't go to sleep