Just stay with your head and be cool
Don't reach for my fucking tool
I'll put your ass on the news
Four pockets filled up with blues
I'm poppin' these fuckin' blues
They be copying everything that I do
I spent a three ball on my shoes
I'm finna get that Bentley with no roof, yeah
You know, for this Maybach, got the title approved
I don't ever play around with my loot
I'm in the house, I don't go to stu's
Told that bitch, "Call me back, I'm in the booth"
Soldier, made it out of the booth
Most of my niggas, they be loose screws
You know I don't go nowhere without my tool
Bling, blaow
I got these diamonds on my fuckin' tooth
On a light day, I pour up two
I'm in my feelings just like you
I get to striking at that dude
If you try playing me like I'm a fool
All you get to hearing is that bass boom
Boom, I spent this check on a pair of shoes
Leave his ass leakin', no, I never lose
Check out my muhfuckin' whip, yeah this bitch cost a brick
And me and my partners ain't beefing 'bout bitches
'Cause me and my partners come straight out the trenches
I'm losing myself to this cup and these bitches
I'm standing on business, I'm getting my riches
Yeah, I'm in this bitch bothered, straight off of the bitches
I went and got an AP, I didn't want no Richard
I'm through, this bitch trippin'
Ain't catching me slippin', I'm ballin' like Pippen
I fly with the birds, you know I'm the lieutenant
Got the Maybach frames and the bitch would be tinted
But the whip ain't tinted, you see who up in it
I met them niggas, get in, they go spinnin'
They hit at your fitted, ain't leaving no witness
I'm really out high and my bitch think I'm trippin'
But I think I'm chillin'
But I'm a lil' villain
I'm breaking their necks when I walk in the building
You thought I was finished, I'm high as the ceiling
I hop on the beat, no, I'm never missing
When I check the squeezin', no, I'm never missing
Yeah, I got my blicky 'cause I'm never slipping
You reach for my wrist and then you can go missing
Yeah, you can go missing
Just stay with your head and be cool
Don't reach for no fucking tool
I'll put your ass on the news
Four pockets filled up with blues
I'm poppin' these fuckin' blues
They be copying everything that I do
I spent a three ball on my shoes
I'm finna get that Bentley with no roof, yeah
You know, for this Maybach, got the title approved
I don't ever play around with my loot
I'm in the house, I don't go to stu's
Told that bitch, "Call me back, I'm in the booth"
Soldier, made it out of the booth
Most of my niggas, they be loose screws
You know I don't go nowhere without my tool
Bling, blaow
I got these diamonds on my fuckin' tooth
On a light day, I pour up two
I be in my feelings just like you
I get to striking at that dude
If you try playing me like I'm a fool
All you get to hearing is that bass boom
Boom, I spent this check on a pair of shoes
Leave his ass leakin', no, I never lose