I used to wake up in the morning tryna blitz something
Now I fuck off in the Stu 'til like 6 somethin'
I used to wake up in the morning tryna blitz something
Now I fuck off in the Stu 'til like 6 somethin'
'Cause bih my momma need a crib and I'm gon' get one
If I don't run me up a M I'm finna hit somethin'
My big brother ran the strip 'til he got wrapped up
Got two bitches inna coupe, I got 'em lapped up
I got a house around my neck, I told her add it up
It ain't no secret bitch, I fucked round, ran a bag up
Like it's been hard to tell the good from the evil
Movie clips, my lil' nigga made a regal
Like if I knew it was a blitz I wouldn't leave you
I lost my brother now I feel like my heart see through
Like who I'm 'posed to run it up and break a sack with?
I caught a jugg, I'm on a one-way out to Gatwick
I got a thick London bitch, she like my accent
Voodoo lady, that lil' pussy got some magic
I know I always play it bool but I ain't average
I was broker than a bitch now I'm havin'
I see the light, just gotta make it through the madness
In that red magic carpet like Aladdin
I used to wake up in the morning tryna blitz something
Now I fuck off in the Stu 'til like 6 somethin'
'Cause bih my momma need a crib and I'm gon' get one
If I don't run me up a M I'm finna hit somethin'
My big brother ran the strip 'til he got wrapped up
Got two bitches inna coupe, I got 'em lapped up
I got a house around my neck, I told her add it up
It ain't no secret bitch, I fucked round, ran a bag up
TSA steady trippin'
We got too much chicken
Broward baby clutchin' on the Drake
While I'm at the lickin'
Lappin' up my dawg, punchin' in while I blitz the kitchen
Presidential Rollie, get it flooded like I'm Richard Nixon
When you jump off the porch go and do a mission
Measure up your aim before you beam, you gotta have precision
I'ma zombie on earth but I'm still livin'
Mind you, they done left me in the can but I'm still diggin'
I told Danny we some stars, duckin' paparazzi
Papi steak for lunch and for dinner we gon' eat hibachi
I was rockin' and 1s when they had huaraches
Wayne Gretzky serving straight Tina like I'm playin' hockey
I used to wake up in the morning tryna blitz something
Now I fuck off in the Stu 'til like 6 somethin'
'Cause bih my momma need a crib and I'm gon' get one
If I don't run me up a M I'm finna hit somethin'
My big brother ran the strip 'til he got wrapped up
Got two bitches inna coupe, I got 'em lapped up
I got a house around my neck, I told her add it up
It ain't no secret bitch, I fucked round, ran a bag up