(Victis Production)

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

(ellse)

Mud, drop it up

Mud, in my cup

What?

You so dumb

What?

Pour it up

What?

Make no sense

What?

Out my head

What? (what?)

Out my bed

What, what, what? (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Send it up, send it up

Send it up, send it up

I got this k on my waist, Imma send it up (huh)

I got this bank in my wallet, Imma run it up

Call your bluff, call your bluff, call your bluff

Hating on Veezy, 'till the k's spray, you better run

Call it safe but I send all my shottas out to the mud

C-C-C-Call it safe but I send all my-

Caught up to ya, what's up with ya

Got a flick too, take a picture

Ice up on me looking like a blizzard, I been too high, f—king sipping syrup

I been steady rolling I'on need a reup, and I am the plug I'on never need one

Got a lotta blickies just in case I need 'em, but I know my brothers always riding deep and

I keep 4 cases, 3 straps, 2 switches, 1 blade, just in case p—ies wanna play

Had to wrap him up, Christmas Day

Lotta people hate on my page

I'm just me, I don't mind the pape

I'm rolling heavy, you smoking spray (fake)

I'm on the way to becoming great

One day you'll see me on Page Six

One day you'll see me with bankrolls

Can't say the money won't change my whip, but I'll still save like the bank closed

I might just pop another 10, but I still feel like a hero

Floating up to the top, I'm drifting, on the search for dinero