Oh
(Ready? Perfect)
(Huh, huh, huh, yeah)
(Huh, yeah, huh, huh, yeah)
(Uh-huh, yeah, let's go, yeah)
She had my name, that shit tatted
I'm in the trap with a baddie
I'm gettin' the green just like cabbage
We gettin' them drug smokin' habits
The diamonds so clear, yeah, they baguettes
Rockin' these oversized clothes, yeah, they baggy
Yeah, we gettin' them drugs, we got habits
We gettin' them drugs, we got habits
I tell her: Lil' baby, come on
I tell her: Lil' baby, come on
We ridin' in a Ghost
You better not slam that door
The attitude, yeah, gotta go
We takin' these flights overseas
We eatin' 5-star meals, what you mean
Yeah, shoppin' spree every other day
What do you mean?
Raf Simon, Rick Owen, Givenchy, what do you mean?
Fuck the crew, to yeah, get green
Fuck the people, yeah, get paid
My diamonds hittin' like Minnesota
Lil' bitch, I'm stuck in my ways
But I don't even care 'bout that shit
Just free my brothers
He locked in the cell, but I'm with him
We locked in this shit, get paid
We rockin' these shows every day
We takin' this shit on tour
Remember them day ones with us
Now we eatin' steak filets for dinner
She had my name, that shit tatted
I'm in the trap with a baddie
I'm getting the green just like cabbage
We gettin' them drugs, we got habits
The diamonds so clear, yeah, they baguettes
Rockin' these oversized clothes, yeah, they baggy
Yeah, we gettin' them drugs, we got habits
We gettin' them drugs, we got habits
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, let's go
