Goin On (feat. H the Great)

I probably had a Nina with pengers before the drought touched

That shit don't affect us, my **** trappers

That's word to my **** Trajus

Round of applause, them ****'ll clap 'em

And none of my **** talkin' whenever the feds grab 'em

'Cause none of my **** snitchin'

If I said it, I done did it

And I vouch for my **** that really live it

I'm spazzin' on these tracks for the **** that's really livin' it

Motivate the trappers that's out and we're really gettin' it

You're a stone cold hater if you ain't diggin' it

Couldn't give a fuck 'cause I guarantee that your misses is

Meantime, I'm still in the trizzy, gettin' my riches in

And that's word to my **** Vicky

My **** go hard in the trizzy, that's word to LiLi

I run through half a brizzies, I get busy

Hella nitties, peng grizzy, I lock my city, ****

I could tell you something's been goin on

Keep a something when nothing ain't goin on

Tryna travel all over the world and

Be in it for the money and girls them

I've been under it so deep

Barely touchin' my back for the whole week

I don't watch face for the Ps

True man's raised in the streets

I done studied my trizzy with like an O of peng

Double my re-up and then I go again

**** say they know a ****, but I don't be knowin' them

Might just hit up my jeweler and go and throw him ten

Blowin' on gushers while gettin' a killer uckers

A hunnid bags and up, and still up in the gutters

A hunnid grams and up, I get it with my brothers

And I'll never snake my brother, I put that on my mothers and

If I feel like something's been goin' on

I'ma draw for the sucker ****, nod along

Fuck it, outside with it, anyone can get it

Stick filled to the brim, drill it with my ****

Six in the spinner, still weighin' up dinners

Reason that we're bimmas, I swear my jewelry's the trillest

These half-hearts, half-steppin', they don't get it

Go-getters, go and get it, we ain't pettin', ****

I could tell you something's been goin in

Keep a something when nothing ain't goin on

Tryna travel all over the world and

Be in it for the money and girls them

I've been under it so deep

Barely touchin' my back for the whole week

I don't watch face for the Ps

True man's raised in the streets