Just Left Nobu

You can't see up in this car I got 5% Tint I'm a young, rich nigga With a 5-star bitch Dinner plates, we just left Nobu I'm on the way to the trenches And I'm rollin' up the real one You can tell cause it's sticky And I keep my shooter with me Incase a situation gets sticky You can see the cube up on this Glock We call that bitch a switchy Call that bitch a switchy We call your whole gang Mickey Runnin' around the city Tellin' everybody who did it I've been killin' niggas with this rappin I might donate em a kidney I've been fuckin' on this freak on the low so long She still don't ask for spinach Bet you wanna come with me On the road to riches Bet you wanna be there when I pick up half a ticket We got that junkie love This here deep like Bobby and fuckin' Whitney Man, my life like GTA This shit here the hardest mission Stayed in my bag and out of my feelings Broke niggas loud and can't get near me Takin' this shit all the way to the ceiling Finna take it there Finna take this shit all the way You can't see up in this car I got 5% Tint I'm a young, rich nigga With a 5-star bitch Dinner plates, we just left Nobu I'm on the way to the trenches And I'm rollin' up the real one You can tell cause it's sticky You can't see up in this car I got 5% Tint I'm a young, rich nigga With a 5-star bitch Dinner plates, we just left Nobu, I'm on the way to the trenches And I'm rollin' up the real one You can tell cause it's sticky Ridin' with my brothers But we still look out for enemies I know this bitch got a name But she still can't belittle me She won't never leave the kid She said she love my energy Bossed up, it made a man of me Can I get my Grammy please All them late nights on the floor Prayin' next to granny knees Pop out with them Super Bowl rings Like, damn, he really carry the team Young nigga goin' for it all I wanna ball like I play for the Chiefs These niggas money so small My money long They don't compare to me And I'm still locked in with my savages These bitches get so geeked for the kid I can make them do a backwards flip All my bitches love money and drugs So I can never be counterfeit Weak ass niggas ain't havin' no buzz Someone throw they towel in You can't see up in this car I got 5% Tint I'm a young, rich nigga With a 5-star bitch Dinner plates, we just left Nobu I'm on the way to the trenches And I'm rollin' up the real one You can tell cause it's sticky You can't see up in this car I got 5% Tint I'm a young, rich nigga With a 5-star bitch Dinner plates, we just left Nobu I'm on the way to the trenches And I'm rollin' up the real one You can tell cause it's sticky