Where I'm Going

Good job, Dame

You're doing good

Yeah, I'm riding in this coupe, but I don't know where I'm going

I got two hundred on the dash, but I don't know where I'm going

Smoking chops out the bag, but I don't know where I'm going

But I'm straight to the cash, you know where I'm going

When I dip, it's a mothafucking movie

But I don't know where I'm going

Old schools, new schools, it's a movie

But I don't know where I'm going

Bank roll, rubber bands, it's a movie

But I don't know where I'm going

Doors open on the scrape, it's a movie

You know where I'm going

I just move how I move, I'm on boss status

Ten Gs in my pocket, forty in the cabinet

I'm a mothafucking fiend, I just gotta have it

So I'm back to the trap, stacking more cabbage

Beep, beep, that's my phone selling whoopty-whops

I got whoopties for the low, bitch, add me up (Sock it to me)

Beep beep, money counter, that's another one

You gon' smell gun powder if you talking something

Getting bossed in my office like Bill Clinton

Fell alseep on the yacht ,woke up wearing linen

Fell asleep on the plane, woke up to a million

Kind of thought the ho was different, ****, I was tripping

Got macks in the kitchen like Mickey D

Got a Black bitch, snow, and a Japanese

Yeah, I know I'm lactose, but I got heavy cheese

Never handcuff a ho, let a bitch leave

Yeah, I'm riding in this coupe, but I don't know where I'm going

I got two hundred on the dash, but I don't know where I'm going

Smoking chops out the bag, but I don't know where I'm going

But I'm straight to the cash, you know where I'm going

When I dip, it's a mothafucking movie

But I don't know where I'm going

Old schools, new schools, it's a movie

But I don't know where I'm going

Bank roll, rubber bands, it's a movie

But I don't know where I'm going

Doors open on the scrape, it's a movie

You know where I'm going

I'm turning corners in the scrape, but I don't know where I'm going

I got this Patek on my wrist, but I don't know where I'm going

I'm 'bout to meet up with this bitch, but I don't know what we doing

Keep that whoopty on my waist 'cause I don't know where we going

Something sticky in this chop, ****, that's what I'm blowing

Made her put it in my palm 'cause I know she going

Made her put it in my palm 'cause I know she going

Made her put it in my palm 'cause I know she going

Yeah, I'm riding in this coupe, but I don't know where I'm going

I got two hundred on the dash, but I don't know where I'm going

Smoking chops out the bag, but I don't know where I'm going

But I'm straight to the cash, you know where I'm going

When I dip, it's a mothafucking movie

But I don't know where I'm going

Old schools, new schools, it's a movie

But I don't know where I'm going

Bank roll, rubber bands, it's a movie

But I don't know where I'm going

Doors open on the scrape, it's a movie

You know where I'm going

Goddamn

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

Good job

Damn

Aye, aye, aye, ooh

Sheesh, yee