I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer
Smoke grey enzo looking like a shadow 550 Benzo you ain't on my level Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle Magazine star dating nothing but the models
I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer (You bastards, bastards) I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer
Smoke grey enzo looking like a shadow 550 Benzo you ain't on my level Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle Magazine star dating nothing but the models
Money piling up you would think I won the Lotto Cash rule everything around me thats my motto All black Rolex you had never seen no Coutnin big chips you can call me a casino
Hey you, shawty what it do Whip so sick you can call it bird flu Got the top back hair blowing in the air Imma bout to kill it this year
Cuz I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer I went from a Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer
Point black I'm the best in general You know I ball and I ain't talkin bout genitals Imma shark you can't catch me with no fishing pole In the dark you can see me cos my whislte glow Get some stripes lil' mama make my whislte blow Don't need no misltetoe, but you can kiss it though But baby drop it low and make it shake for me Call me fellow of reserve cuz I make money
And then I waste money My chain so sunny I got them carrots so I share it with them snow bunnies Yo money is only bout yay high I got that ching ching money like shanghai Yea Imma fool wit it Know what to do wit it Who you know got a private jet with the windows tinted Overseas cash Get overseas ass got it on lock like I'm dreading with some beeswax
Hey you shawty what it do Whip so sick you can call it bird flu Got the top back hair blowing in the air Imma bout to kill it this year
Cos I went from a, high top to a convertible like Imma transformer I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer (Whoa) I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer I went from a Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer (Yeea)
Hey lil'mama pretty thang over there Put my CD on and let it bang through ya ear You know I'm the best Watch me do my step And Imma let you do the rest Cos I got dimes on me And I ain't talking bout no weed I mean fine shawtys And they running with CB yea
Compositores: Christopher Maurice Brown, Kevin Lyle Mccall (Kevin Mccall) ECAD: Obra #4536785