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Deinbo Stephan Iyalla
Songwriter
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The ladder I keep on climbing
I got that bag on a weekend trip
Noti dropped I'm while flying
You can say it's perfect timing
Imma go drown in them diamonds
Told myself go run it up or best that you die while you trying
Got that bag in perfect timing
White rice with two meat, minus fish plus stew, quick meal
Everyday mans on the block
Running it up with them tracks to get that deal
Now Imma do the unthinkable
I finna fall in the game call it digital
I done started it out at the minimum
I'll keep running it up till the kingdom come
Well I'm switching it up now
A nigga who clowned me before tryna hit me up cuz he see I'm on top now
But you heard me before I'm on top now
We on lockdown
And I'm really gon stick to this guap now
I ain't really gon focus on love now
Cuz I tell you there's nothing more special than pure hustle
Baby you gotta move with a big bundle
Get the bag and go flip it and never tumble
All these people will laugh if they see you tumble
Fucking around with them big guns
If you make a mistake you get smoked like Ganja
Roadman hash on the dash
Speed in that vette Imma make it go fast
The clip in my pockets the glock on my lap
Make a wrong move you get hit on the back
Pull up, Pull up and jump off
Out that coupe where you gonna run off
If you slumpy you gon get jumped on
Perfect timing I showed up
The ladder I keep on climbing
I got that bag on a weekend trip
Noti dropped I'm while flying
You can say it's perfect timing
Imma go drown in them diamonds
Told myself go run it up or best that you die while you trying
Got that bag in perfect timing
I say trust no one but my brothers
Cuz they all strapped like Adidas clover
The hoes come out in bundles but I don said that I ain't no lover
The mandem said bro go run it up and let's count some commas
The opps two-faced but don't go flipping that coin and blow your cover
It's time for tea and I used me some sugar I don't need the honey
You wanna go down that road but you know that shit look bumpy
It's bumpy from the top
Boy you slumpy better stop
I just can't miss, I ain't average
I'm a Savage, 21
Bad b's having naughty fun
My bundles reaching up 41
Now I was one they used to laugh at, now I bag that plenty ones
I'm sliding down with them handles
I got the choppa like Rambo
Through schemes and scandals
They want smoke, I'm blowing them candles
They tryna catch but he ran though
Went one more time for the evening
Couple more shots he was leaning
Riding, got that bag in perfect timing
Got that bag in perfect timing
Got that bag in perfect timing
The ladder I keep on climbing
I got that bag on a weekend trip
Noti dropped I'm while flying
You can say it's perfect timing
Imma go drown in them diamonds
Told myself go run it up or best that you die while you trying
Got that bag in perfect timing
Writer(s): Deinbo Iyalla
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