歌词
Oh, huh, oh, huh
Yeah, bitch, I'm getting money, you saw them pass, but you ain't catchin' up
I just hit up Jody, he keep tweaking, tryna blast on 'em
Put that show on, where my pole? Get my check and then I'll cash on 'em
In the hills with that 'Cat, me and Xav, damn, we crashing 'em
They keep doubting me, but I'm the one that keep on passing 'em
Not tryna get me in the stu' with you, this verse not free, I'm taxing 'em
I can't cop a chain, 'cause fuck I look like getting snatched and shit?
Hit the city, and I'm posted up with like a pretty bitch
His ass told, no, I can't believe that his ass really snitched
They believe in ku, I know I'm him, I know I'm really it
He called me a dick, I know it's true that I was mean to him
Walked into the Saks and got some Rick, "He just keep piecin' it"
Bitch, I got these garments on my body, best believe this shit
I can't fall out with my fuckin' bro over some teeny shit
I would rap about the Xan, but I don't really mean this shit
I can't be your hero, fuck I look like tryna save your ass?
Me and bro just hopped inside the Lexus and we hit the gas
14th on the hoodie, got Dior up on my toes and ass
He gon' try to give me his opinion, did I really ask?
Bitch I'm up with Scott up in the spot, I really miss my bro
Gotta go to L.A. next month, I stay on my toes
He gon' try to get inside the stu', but he just do the most
I'm just tryna get this check and spend it on a Louis coat, phew
(We're hav—)
(We're hav—)
Written by: kuru
