Origin

(Amir) Yeah, yeah (Chris Mejia) Yeah, yeah (Glory) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go, yeah, yeah (Bop-bop-bop) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go (Yeah), zoom (Yeah) Go, yeah, yeah (Bop-bop-bop) Been gettin' bread, but I think I need more of it It's just the start of this shit, it's the origin I got a 4 in the cup, yeah, I'm pourin' it Ask how I do it, I said I'm just born with it Stackin' my money, I ain't gettin' bored of it Feel like Santana, this chop got a sword with it Uppin' that fye, he gon' leave with a hole in him I hit it once, man, I call that a hole in one ARP and this bitch got kickback Walk in the store, tryna find whеre the Ricks at Me and thе gang tryna find where the licks at That nigga still tryna find where his bitch at That ho with me and you can't get her back They like, "Dakota, you gotta relax" Stay with the gang, man, I could never lack Livin' the life, it ain't better than that My money up than a bitch, yeah They tellin' me I can't miss, yeah Walk in the spot and it's lit, yeah XD, it's makin' him twitch, yeah X-XD, it got that boy runnin', yeah Ballin' like Andre Drummond, yeah When they see 6 and a hundred, yeah That little shit, it ain't nothin' This chop' get to hummin' if that nigga play with my payment She wanna fuck all on me 'cause I'm famous My niggas shootin' that shit like they Damian Lillard Playin' that ho like I'm gamin' Then I'm gon' give her the kick like I'm Sheamus My niggas wild, I don't plan on tamin' She is a nat, so I don't plan on claimin' I get the bag, go to sleep, do the same shit I get the bag, go to sleep, do the same thing So many hoes on my line, I can't maintain Shooter from Jersey, just like it was gameday 1500, you know that's the gang way Said I'm gon' make it, I already did it My niggas shootin' a cap at your fitted Said I'm gon' go up, they ain't wanna listen Sellin' out shows, man, they ran out of tickets, yeah Been gettin' bread, but I think I need more of it It's just the start of this shit, it's the origin I got a 4 in the cup, yeah, I'm pourin' it Ask how I do it, I said I'm just born with it Stackin' my money, I ain't gettin' bored of it Feel like Santana, this chop got a sword with it Uppin' that fye, he gon' leave with a hole in him I hit it once, man, I call that a hole in one ARP and this bitch got kickback Walk in the store, tryna find where the Ricks at Me and the gang tryna find where the licks at That nigga still tryna find where his bitch at That ho with me and you can't get her back They like, "Dakota, you gotta relax" Stay with the gang, man, I could never lack Livin' the life, it ain't better than that