Hold on, hold on, wait, I made an M today I made some bands, okay, these drop tops lambs
I'm racin' My diamonds black and white like old school
TV, they ain't racist My shit'll get you blinded, Stevie wonder you
Relate to Hold on, hold on, wait, I made an M today
I made some bands, okay, these drop top lambs I'm racin
My diamonds black and white like old school TV, they ain't racist
My shit'll get you blinded, Stevie wonder you relate to
I, I cannot wait no more, I got no patience I gotta go withdraw all the money that I'm
Makin' I gotta go withdraw all the money from
The bank Spend it on my Jeep and turn this track into
A tank I drive everywhere, I don't need me no chauffeur
I'm a real player, cookin' on and off the turf
I'm a real slayer, I got scars under my shirt
He a wife beater, aye bro, ain't you pushin' 30
I got real deal hitters, some got switches, some got 30s
You gon' have to call the Navy SEAL to pull up with them birdies
They come fast, yeah, they still have to put him on a gurney
Took his last breath, I made Lil' Bro take it kinda early
I, I been racin' to the finish line like it's a derby
I get stopped by the police, I need me an attorney
Once of her boyfriend left her spot, I know that it's my turn, yeah
I can't never trust no thot them lessons I done learned, yeah, yeah
She gon' burn right through like a match, do
And she stuck in my mind like a tattoo
Why you lyin' on my name like I attacked you
It's alright, I got new chains and all my racks blue
All my racks blue
I cannot wait no more, I got no patience
I gotta go withdraw all the money from the bank
Spend it on my Jeep and turn this track into a tank
I drive everywhere, I don't need me no chauffeur
I'm a real player, cookin' on and off the turf
I'm a real slayer, I got scars all up my shirt
He a wife beater, aye bro aint you pushin' 30
