Wanna hop up in the stu (yuh)
Stealing all my flow (yuh)
Popping beans, dripped in Chanel
She wanna hop up in the whip (ay), tell her nah nah (nah nah)
He wanna hop up in the stu (yuh), tell him nah nah (for real)
All of em ask for sip, shorty doing my blow (doing it all)
None of em reaching the top, nah they only stealing my flow
Got a bean, popping beans, in a foreign sipping lean (space coupe)
My bitch dripped out in Chanel, only asking me for green (only for the bag)
She want me to cuff that ass blow it with my Gucci belt (double g's)
Last night was the Fendi, last night was the Prada, brands she feen
People roll right past me like I was lost and found
All the same f*ck bitches now they wanna come around
All the same people used to ditch me when I was so down
Now all the same bitches yea they know when I'm town
Running the bands, running the bottle, all my opps be speaking cursive
Big .40, it make em dance, it make em drop they ain't living
When I ain't around, all my hoes my phone they calling
Say she want me forever, f*ck that hoe be capping
She wanna hop up in the whip (ay), tell her nah nah (nah nah)
He wanna hop up in the stu (yuh), tell him nah nah (for real)
All of em ask for sip, shorty doing my blow (doing it all)
None of em reaching the top, nah they only stealing my flow
Got a bean, popping beans, in a foreign sipping lean (space coupe)
My bitch dripped out in Chanel, only asking me for green (only for the bag)
She want me to cuff that ass blow it with my Gucci belt (double g's)
Last night was the Fendi, last night was the Prada, brands she feen
My life is too fast paced always racing in a range rover
Only ever knew a hustler never was no gang banger
All the work pays off got G7's in my hanger
F.N. tryna pull up, speed dial them numbers
Like I raised up in the six, it's a penthouse, it's a four
Got a trunk it's full of bricks, it's an F.N. drug war
12 be pulling up, in my pocket got a .44
Brothas pulling up, loyal like they in the marine corps
She wanna hop up in the whip (ay), tell her nah nah (nah nah)
He wanna hop up in the stu (yuh), tell him nah nah (for real)
All of em ask for sip, shorty doing my blow (doing it all)
None of em reaching the top, nah they only stealing my flow
Got a bean, popping beans, in a foreign sipping lean (space coupe)
My bitch dripped out in Chanel, only asking me for green (only for the bag)
She want me to cuff that ass blow it with my Gucci belt (double g's)
Last night was the Fendi, last night was the Prada, brands she feen
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English
Wanna hop up in the stu (yuh)
Stealing all my flow (yuh)
Popping beans, dripped in Chanel
She wanna hop up in the whip (ay), tell her nah nah (nah nah)
He wanna hop up in the stu (yuh), tell him nah nah (for real)
All of em ask for sip, shorty doing my blow (doing it all)
None of em reaching the top, nah they only stealing my flow
Got a bean, popping beans, in a foreign sipping lean (space coupe)
My bitch dripped out in Chanel, only asking me for green (only for the bag)
She want me to cuff that ass blow it with my Gucci belt (double g's)
Last night was the Fendi, last night was the Prada, brands she feen
People roll right past me like I was lost and found
All the same f*ck bitches now they wanna come around
All the same people used to ditch me when I was so down
Now all the same bitches yea they know when I'm town
Running the bands, running the bottle, all my opps be speaking cursive
Big .40, it make em dance, it make em drop they ain't living
When I ain't around, all my hoes my phone they calling
Say she want me forever, f*ck that hoe be capping
She wanna hop up in the whip (ay), tell her nah nah (nah nah)
He wanna hop up in the stu (yuh), tell him nah nah (for real)
All of em ask for sip, shorty doing my blow (doing it all)
None of em reaching the top, nah they only stealing my flow
Got a bean, popping beans, in a foreign sipping lean (space coupe)
My bitch dripped out in Chanel, only asking me for green (only for the bag)
She want me to cuff that ass blow it with my Gucci belt (double g's)
Last night was the Fendi, last night was the Prada, brands she feen
My life is too fast paced always racing in a range rover
Only ever knew a hustler never was no gang banger
All the work pays off got G7's in my hanger
F.N. tryna pull up, speed dial them numbers
Like I raised up in the six, it's a penthouse, it's a four
Got a trunk it's full of bricks, it's an F.N. drug war
12 be pulling up, in my pocket got a .44
Brothas pulling up, loyal like they in the marine corps
She wanna hop up in the whip (ay), tell her nah nah (nah nah)
He wanna hop up in the stu (yuh), tell him nah nah (for real)
All of em ask for sip, shorty doing my blow (doing it all)
None of em reaching the top, nah they only stealing my flow
Got a bean, popping beans, in a foreign sipping lean (space coupe)
My bitch dripped out in Chanel, only asking me for green (only for the bag)
She want me to cuff that ass blow it with my Gucci belt (double g's)
Last night was the Fendi, last night was the Prada, brands she feen
Stealing all my flow (yuh)
Popping beans, dripped in Chanel
She wanna hop up in the whip (ay), tell her nah nah (nah nah)
He wanna hop up in the stu (yuh), tell him nah nah (for real)
All of em ask for sip, shorty doing my blow (doing it all)
None of em reaching the top, nah they only stealing my flow
Got a bean, popping beans, in a foreign sipping lean (space coupe)
My bitch dripped out in Chanel, only asking me for green (only for the bag)
She want me to cuff that ass blow it with my Gucci belt (double g's)
Last night was the Fendi, last night was the Prada, brands she feen
People roll right past me like I was lost and found
All the same f*ck bitches now they wanna come around
All the same people used to ditch me when I was so down
Now all the same bitches yea they know when I'm town
Running the bands, running the bottle, all my opps be speaking cursive
Big .40, it make em dance, it make em drop they ain't living
When I ain't around, all my hoes my phone they calling
Say she want me forever, f*ck that hoe be capping
She wanna hop up in the whip (ay), tell her nah nah (nah nah)
He wanna hop up in the stu (yuh), tell him nah nah (for real)
All of em ask for sip, shorty doing my blow (doing it all)
None of em reaching the top, nah they only stealing my flow
Got a bean, popping beans, in a foreign sipping lean (space coupe)
My bitch dripped out in Chanel, only asking me for green (only for the bag)
She want me to cuff that ass blow it with my Gucci belt (double g's)
Last night was the Fendi, last night was the Prada, brands she feen
My life is too fast paced always racing in a range rover
Only ever knew a hustler never was no gang banger
All the work pays off got G7's in my hanger
F.N. tryna pull up, speed dial them numbers
Like I raised up in the six, it's a penthouse, it's a four
Got a trunk it's full of bricks, it's an F.N. drug war
12 be pulling up, in my pocket got a .44
Brothas pulling up, loyal like they in the marine corps
She wanna hop up in the whip (ay), tell her nah nah (nah nah)
He wanna hop up in the stu (yuh), tell him nah nah (for real)
All of em ask for sip, shorty doing my blow (doing it all)
None of em reaching the top, nah they only stealing my flow
Got a bean, popping beans, in a foreign sipping lean (space coupe)
My bitch dripped out in Chanel, only asking me for green (only for the bag)
She want me to cuff that ass blow it with my Gucci belt (double g's)
Last night was the Fendi, last night was the Prada, brands she feen
Writer: Philip Zhang
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid