Plenty Muscle

Yeah, yeah (Lucent made it) Yeah Quando Rondo (QRN) (Yo, Vicky) Money in my britches, I'm saggin', my mama don't like it I'm swaggin', but fuck it, I'm keepin' my ratchet I ran up some cabbage, them trenches, the bricks wrapped in plastic You want it, come get it, we taxin' Them pistols be clappin', we rollin' 'em up in a Swisher or Backy You know that we happy what happened These niggas claimin' they heart be so cold when they rappin' But really be hoes and be cappin' Rappin' and trappin', an entrepeneur Clеan my shoe with a napkin, I came out the sеwer (Grrah) Assassination had came off the loot Fuck all that waitin', like Nike, just do it Watchin' Ziggy and Peezy whippin' Martha Stewart Infiniti 20, had to 22 it (Skrrt) These niggas, they envy, glizzy, up and shoot it I'm rockin' Fendi, speakin' to the jeweler Touchdown like I'm playin' for Dallas My nigga came home, then went right back to trappin' I fuck the baddest bitches from Atlanta I feel like the baddest bitches from Savannah Yellow interior Hellcat mustard Try to come and catch up, I don't fuck with you busters I'ma put up a bucket All in fourth quarter, I'm hittin' the buzzer Skinny nigga, but I got plenty muscle Got a plug, that's a 'migo, I take off, no rocket R.I.P. Takeoff, I'm keepin' my rocket Tryna get me some kilos to put on my partner I came up from zero, breakin' in apartments I can't change up on Leeky Loco, that's my partner Speak on somethin' you really know 'cause we got choppers I can't put on no Jeezy song, really he ain't solid He say, "Fuck the loyalty," to make a profit And if you ain't loyal, I don't want you 'round I know you can't afford what I'm whippin' through town Love to wear Dickies suits when I'm gettin' off pound Walk in Saks with the crew, leavin' out, drip or drown Not the regular boots, this the new YSL Got a stretcher for you when he walk out that cell I'ma spend all these blues on the bags of Chanel Fuck it, spin they whole crew, we gon' really bring hell Rappin' and trappin', an entrepeneur Clean my shoe with a napkin, I came out the sewer (Grrah) Assassination had came off the loot Fuck all that waitin', like Nike, just do it Watchin' Ziggy and Peezy whippin' Martha Stewart Infiniti 20, had to 22 it (Skrrt) These niggas, they envy, glizzy, up and shoot it I'm rockin' Fendi, speakin' to the jeweler Touchdown like I'm playin' for Dallas My nigga came home, then went right back to trappin' I fuck the baddest bitches from Atlanta I feel like the baddest bitches from Savannah Yellow interior Hellcat mustard Try to come and catch up, I don't fuck with you busters I'ma put up a bucket All in fourth quarter, I'm hittin' the buzzer Skinny nigga, but I got plenty muscle Gangster, the way, you should take it R.I.P. to my pocket, they filled with dead faces Burn a sack off the car, we not catchin' no cases Swerve that 'Cat off the lot, should've looked at they faces .38 that revolver, it's keepin' the cases All these commas keep comin', it's stuck in the basement Pullin' up on your corner, we servin', no waitress Chopper go, "Duh-duh-duh," make it sound like Fantasia All these black and white diamonds, they think that I'm racist You a rat, black and white, I done read all the pages Bitch, I'm one of the hardest, that ain't no debate shit I'm one of the artists that's uppin' the laser No time for waitin', I want it, I get it Fuck all the patience, I got that on riches Gotta put on my mask 'cause I know I'm the sickest I know I'm the illest, I know I'm the trillest Rappin' and trappin', an entrepeneur Clean my shoe with a napkin, I came out the sewer (Grrah) Assassination had came off the loot Fuck all that waitin', like Nike, just do it Watchin' Ziggy and Peezy whippin' Martha Stewart Infiniti 20, had to 22 it (Skrrt) These niggas, they envy, glizzy, up and shoot it I'm rockin' Fendi, speakin' to the jeweler Touchdown like I'm playin' for Dallas My nigga came home, then went right back to trappin' I fuck the baddest bitches from Atlanta I feel like the baddest bitches from Savannah Yellow interior Hellcat mustard Try to come and catch up, I don't fuck with you busters I'ma put up a bucket All in fourth quarter, I'm hittin' the buzzer Skinny nigga, but I got plenty muscle