Runnin' up a sack, sack heavy nigga
Go and get the money, bring it back In
Yeah, we need double that
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, I'm swervin' Through the lanes
If it ain't bout the check, please don't talk to me
She say I broke her heart, take my apologies
She on my body parts, she want a part of me
Kept me swervin' through the lanes, A nigga swervin
Hittin' them with the sauce, I think I'm Kyrie Irving
Nigga got it low for the cheaper ticket
All these hoes, they flockin' like a f*ckin' pigeon
I might let her fly like a f*ckin' Frisbee
Told her bring that money, I'm runnin' up the digits
I might go pee on a bitch, no diddy
I make her bring me a fee, ho, I'm really pimpin
Bitch bring that pay, brought me 30K
Nigga, that's one day, nigga, I'm so straight
Championship, no ring, bitch, join up my team
I let her blow my mic, she say that she sing
She my sexy red, I swear that she green
Let's make these power moves and power the team
These bitches, they wanna be on pedestals
You wanna see food every day, what you at the table for
I sent that bitch on the road, she brought me a renegade
I told that bitch is you, made that Bitch hit the blade
Bitch, who you for? You gotta P
I take a bitch, I tell her all my needs
Roll my weed, let's go get something to eat
She know that I'm a G, but I keep it P
And please, pick up when I call
Yeah, we gonna ball, all my diamonds
Shine like disco balls
Call her Rihanna, shine bright like some stars
Or was that shit a diamond? I don't know what to call it
What I'm tryna say, girl, you break a trick flawless
I-I-I-I been grindin' all day
Shit, I can hear the codeine, callin
Switch the lanes, change the lanes, up
Trappin' out a Lambo truck
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Runnin' up a sack, sack heavy nigga
Go and get the money, bring it back In
Yeah, we need double that
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, I'm swervin' Through the lanes
If it ain't bout the check, please don't talk to me
She say I broke her heart, take my apologies
She on my body parts, she want a part of me
Kept me swervin' through the lanes, A nigga swervin
Hittin' them with the sauce, I think I'm Kyrie Irving
Nigga got it low for the cheaper ticket
All these hoes, they flockin' like a f*ckin' pigeon
I might let her fly like a f*ckin' Frisbee
Told her bring that money, I'm runnin' up the digits
I might go pee on a bitch, no diddy
I make her bring me a fee, ho, I'm really pimpin
Bitch bring that pay, brought me 30K
Nigga, that's one day, nigga, I'm so straight
Championship, no ring, bitch, join up my team
I let her blow my mic, she say that she sing
She my sexy red, I swear that she green
Let's make these power moves and power the team
These bitches, they wanna be on pedestals
You wanna see food every day, what you at the table for
I sent that bitch on the road, she brought me a renegade
I told that bitch is you, made that Bitch hit the blade
Bitch, who you for? You gotta P
I take a bitch, I tell her all my needs
Roll my weed, let's go get something to eat
She know that I'm a G, but I keep it P
And please, pick up when I call
Yeah, we gonna ball, all my diamonds
Shine like disco balls
Call her Rihanna, shine bright like some stars
Or was that shit a diamond? I don't know what to call it
What I'm tryna say, girl, you break a trick flawless
I-I-I-I been grindin' all day
Shit, I can hear the codeine, callin
Switch the lanes, change the lanes, up
Trappin' out a Lambo truck
Go and get the money, bring it back In
Yeah, we need double that
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, I'm swervin' Through the lanes
If it ain't bout the check, please don't talk to me
She say I broke her heart, take my apologies
She on my body parts, she want a part of me
Kept me swervin' through the lanes, A nigga swervin
Hittin' them with the sauce, I think I'm Kyrie Irving
Nigga got it low for the cheaper ticket
All these hoes, they flockin' like a f*ckin' pigeon
I might let her fly like a f*ckin' Frisbee
Told her bring that money, I'm runnin' up the digits
I might go pee on a bitch, no diddy
I make her bring me a fee, ho, I'm really pimpin
Bitch bring that pay, brought me 30K
Nigga, that's one day, nigga, I'm so straight
Championship, no ring, bitch, join up my team
I let her blow my mic, she say that she sing
She my sexy red, I swear that she green
Let's make these power moves and power the team
These bitches, they wanna be on pedestals
You wanna see food every day, what you at the table for
I sent that bitch on the road, she brought me a renegade
I told that bitch is you, made that Bitch hit the blade
Bitch, who you for? You gotta P
I take a bitch, I tell her all my needs
Roll my weed, let's go get something to eat
She know that I'm a G, but I keep it P
And please, pick up when I call
Yeah, we gonna ball, all my diamonds
Shine like disco balls
Call her Rihanna, shine bright like some stars
Or was that shit a diamond? I don't know what to call it
What I'm tryna say, girl, you break a trick flawless
I-I-I-I been grindin' all day
Shit, I can hear the codeine, callin
Switch the lanes, change the lanes, up
Trappin' out a Lambo truck
Writer: Terron Johnson
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