Yeah
Yeah, that oxy' got some kick
I put Chanel on my dick
Getting breesh, it make no sense
It make no sense
Getting breesh, it make no sense
Brand new whip, it need some tints
I cannot let you look in
Fuck a friend, that's on a fence
SIG, we play to win
Chasing money, made a mess
Bitches want a second chance
Them bitches want a second chance
On the highway going fast
And we high, it's time to crash
Yeah, I wanna race (Yeah)
Yeah, I want your face (Face)
Yeah, what did you say? (What did you say?)
Yеah, what did you say? (Can't hear)
That boy broke, he need a bracе (Broke)
Stacking my money like crates (Yeah)
Killed a opp, it's not a mistake
Yeah, yeah, no, no, I can't fuck no lame (Broke)
What is you saying? (Saying)
She think it's a game (She think it's a game)
No, I ain't playing (No)
I run to the motherfucking racks (Racks, yeah)
I run to the bag
I run to the bag
I'm in the back of the trap with a K (Yeah)
She posting her ass on the 'Gram, she a slut
I'm supposed to get rich,
I was already missed as a kid
You doing that shit that I did
VLAD life, yeah, I'm SIG (Yeah)
I got Chanel on my dick (Cha-Chanel)
That's expensive head
Walk down, walk down with that stick (Yeah)
Walk down with that stick
Yeah
Yeah, that oxy' got some kick
I put Chanel on my dick
Getting breesh, it make no sense
It make no sense
Getting breesh, it make no sense
Brand new whip, it need some tints
I cannot let you look in
Fuck a friend, that's on a fence
SIG, we play to win
Chasing money, made a mess
Bitches want a second chance
Them bitches want a second chance
On the highway going fast
And we high, it's time to crash