Whipping up dope
Back on road
Picking up paper
Dippin’ in the stash
Getting to the cash
Shooters on go
Shooters on go
Talk to me nicely
When I pull up, I’m stunting
I’m talking spicy
New Givenchy and Saint Laurent, this shit pricey
I give the hood motivation ’cause this shit pricey
‘Cause this shit pricey
Whoa!

Most of my niggas on fed time
Deep in there, doing the dead time
We in here putting a red line
On niggas that’s thinking its their time
Put my dawg on to the whole lick
He made a hundred off a head line
Brrrrt, shhh, bow!
Putting these pussy niggas on a bed time
Come again
I’m pulling up in a Cullinan
With all of this money I’m brushing my thumb against
Due to the plug, I’ll shoot if you run again
I’m bout to spazz and dumb again
Bitch, we got another one again
I was down and now I’m up again
They don’t know what I was up against
Trap flow on the sofa
Down bad, that was every night
White rice with the ketchup on it
Corn beef with the yellow rice
Trap nights, tryna make it out
Headshots, we done paid ’em out
When you see the nigga, lay ’em out
We about to see what they about
Whoa!
They don’t spark no fear
Pussy nigga, we can play it out
You know its dark out here
And the sticks, niggas can’t play without
Hit a lick, shoot a nigga, change clothes at my baby house
New pay, good work, we won’t go another day without
Trap booming
(Woo!)
‘Bout to spit a whole baby out
Shooter ’bout to throw a 80 out
Make you wish you never played me out
(Hey!)
Aye lil’ bih my trap booming
Got my bitch like katsumi
Got 2 sticks, I’m that goonie
(Hhhhddddddd)

Whipping up dope
Back on road
Picking up paper
Dippin’ in the stash
Getting to the cash
Shooters on go
Shooters on go
Talk to me nicely
When I pull, up I’m stunting
I’m talking spicy
New Givenchy and Saint Laurent, this shit pricey
I give the hood motivation ’cause this shit pricey
‘Cause this shit pricey
Whoa!