Pressure all in my loft Steady gettin' this shit off At first I was lost Then I got me some crops She give excellent top I got shooters who watch and alerted When they aim, it's precise and it's perfect When I go in, she feelin' it perfect NBA money, I need a jersey Kickin' shit in a penthouse that's furnished She came over, we fucked on the furniture I woke up and I shot at a burglar I be hangin' with felons and murderers Keep my name out your mouth or we burnin' you Send the addy, we pull up and servin' you XD, the nine is a miniature Plottin' on niggas, we sinister Just sold a bag to a minister I wanna feel on your curvature My lil' bitch from Decatur, she savage But she pretty and keep a lil' ratchet Keep a weed man, just showed me his factory Sippin' drank, I ain't sippin' no daiquiri
All this swipin' increasin' my salary Different cities, I took this shit national She say, "Please come and go in my vaginal" Fendi jogger, my outfit be casual Gucci headband, but no, I'm not hoopin' Niggas push up on us, then they stupid They ain't hip to the dawg, well, they clueless Bought a stick and I know I'ma use it Me and my niggas on the same page When talkin' on the phone, we use codenames White Benz same color cocaine We ain't fuckin' 'round with no lames On my left hand, four rings All these blues, ain't no change Even with the money, I won't change Even with the fame, I'm humble One way ticket into Humboldt All these racks, need two vaults Shout out my niggas in Duval Free all my niggas behind the wall Wish I could burn one with all of y'all Wish y'all had no time at all There's money out here and I'ma find it all I'ma go fill up this Louis duffle Four years ago, I still struggled Now I got a sack and I'm still hustlin' My lil' youngin gon' kill somethin' Heard your mixtape, I ain't feel nothin' The streets, ain't no trust for real Need an M before I sign a deal Seen the scale and it gave me chills Remember just keep it real
Pressure all in my loft Steady gettin' this shit off At first I was lost Then I got me some crops She give excellent top I got shooters who watch and alerted When they aim, it's precise and it's perfect When I go in, she feelin' it perfect NBA money, I need a jersey Kickin' shit in a penthouse that's furnished She came over, we fucked on the furniture I woke up and I shot at a burglar I be hangin' with felons and murderers Keep my name out your mouth or we burnin' you Send the addy, we pull up and servin' you XD, the nine is a miniature Plottin' on niggas, we sinister Just sold a bag to a minister I wanna feel on your curvature My lil' bitch from Decatur, she savage But she pretty and keep a lil' ratchet Keep a weed man, just showed me his factory Sippin' drank, I ain't sippin' no daiquiri