(COUPE)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah

Back in the 3

Believe it or not, we see yo' lil' shots, we know you like Shaq at the three

My **** with mops'll clean up your block like spectacular D

Get the sack and then leave

Stacking up racks to my teeth

Ride with a tactical strap in my jeans

I'm a Dracula with platinum teeth

I'm from the danger zone

Most of these **** can't claim a zone (Ayy)

I put some bangers on

I always saw 'em as angels though (Three)

****'ll play a role and feel a way when you don't play along

I know that leaving a lame a loan is dangerous, gotta leave lames alone

****, what's goin'? I just got a show in, a shoe-in for blowin', I'm blowing a bag

I've been recordin' shit later than Conan, they know where I'm goin', they know that it's fast

Follow my heart, I'm regarded to all as the hardest new artist, I started the path

I let a model ho squat at the pad

Fuck with the squad and you won't get a pass (Bah)

Might send a blitz to tackle somebody

I got expensive zap on my body

I don't do shit but handle money

I don't want shit but bags of money, yeah (Shh)

I don't want shit but bags of money, yeah (Shh)

I don't want shit but bags of money

Might send a blitz to tackle somebody

I got expensive zap on my body

I don't do shit but handle money

I don't want shit but bags of money, yeah (Shh)

I don't want shit but bags of money, yeah (Shh)

I don't want shit but bags of money

I don't want shit but the cream of the crop

Picture lil' me in a seat at the top

But leave it uncropped

Show 'em the mud, the seed of the crops precedin' the guap

Made a receipt off deceiving the cops

Barrel breathin' from the heat of the Glock

Heat up the night with needles and rocks

Minecraft, **** beating the block

Mind lag, put the bean with the Wock'

I ain't have to put a key in the car (Ayy)

Seein' a loss and seein' the cost to bein' the boss is a bee and a wasp

Now it's just your bitch and me in the loft

No Doug E. Fresh but I'm (Puh-choo-choo-choo, puh-choo-choo-choo)

No Doug E. Fresh but I'm beating the box

Push up two fingers and finger the walls

I'm just Bruce Lee with some locs (I told that pussy, "Be like water")

I crouch in that tiger, I hit with my dragon

I'm counting up nothin' but blue faces like Drakken

I'm feeding a eater, she's sniffing and gagging

I clean the two-seater right after the action

I know what to do and I do what I know, and I know what to do if these **** want action, I—

Might send a blitz to tackle somebody

I got expensive zap on my body

I don't do shit but handle money

I don't want shit but bags of money, yeah (Shh)

I don't want shit but bags of money, yeah (Shh)

I don't want shit but bags of money

Might send a blitz to tackle somebody

I got expensive zap on my body

I don't do shit but handle money

I don't want shit but bags of money, yeah (Shh)

I don't want shit but bags of money, yeah (Shh)

I don't want shit but bags of money