My N**** Andy Onna beat man
Yea... yea... its Storma
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yea... yeah
New cash, New things, dirty money with the team
In the trap, ballin' hard you know I gotta get my ring
New Glock, New beam tuck the 30 in my jeans
In FL to LA, get it by any means
Dread head, yeah I'm tatted and you know I stay flee
Balmains with the Yeezys, or the Robbin jeans
N****'s Hate cant relate but they ain't onna thing
Have them shooter's pull up an make a murder scene
Sometimes feel like I'm Freddy in yo dreams
Smokin' Cali gas outta Russian cream
Got 3 phones and you know that they ring
I'm Ruinnin' to the money, Runinn' to that green
Don't make me turn up off that bean
Sellin work to all the feins
I call up johnny green, he be like Storma what you need ya
Yea, yea, yea, yea... he be like Storma what you need ya
Yeah i got the green yea
Don't get hit with the green beam yeah
(Yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
New cash, New things, dirty money with the team
In the trap, ballin' hard you know i gotta get my ring
New Glock, New beam tuck the 30 in my jeans
In FL to LA, get it by any means
I get it by any means
Tuck the 30 in my jeans
That boy got hit with the beam!