I'm going up. You?
I can't stay too long
Never let grass grow under your feet
I got money to get
We stay movin' in the traffic, wigglin'
Six rings, shit, I need ten of 'em
Man
DJ Fresh, this slaps boy
For real, for real
Hey Wiz, I'm finna gas this thing right quick
From the land of the crooks and
Thieves, eleven-five, dogfood and cha-cha
Fee-fee and opioids confident informants built in flockers
Pushin' a bail and bustin' plays in the traffic wiggling gettin' windy
Shoppin' online, designer, Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Fendi
Everything I do is butter, ice cream, candy bars, granola
If I wanted to every week I could buy a Range Rover
Makin' it happen, rappin', entrepreneurin',
Gettin' my bands tourin' and doin' it movin'
Buildin' my bread, paper pursuin' mogulin' and consumin'
Some of these niggas think they
Poppin' with their little old local fame
Alexa keep me in rotation, bitch, I'm in my own lane
They talkin' greasy and immedia' ain't even gotta Wikipedia
You don't want smoke, you don't want no emphysema
I ain't never been a fallopian tube, I ain't never been a vagina
I'll never be a pussy bitch, I'ma always be tiger
Duckin' and dodgin' and ditchin' peons, haters, losers
Don't fuck with aliens or Klingons, bitch I'm proven
Biatch! You goin' up or down? I'm goin' up (I'm goin' up) You goin' up or down? I'm goin' up (Goin' up, uh) You goin' up or down? I'm goin' up I'm (I'm goin' up, uh) You goin' up or down? I'm goin' up (Goin' up, uh) You goin' up or down? I'm goin' up (I'm goin' up, uh) You goin' up or down? I'm goin' up (Goin' up, uh)
Six rings, shit, I need ten of 'em
You goin' up or down? I'm goin' up (I'm goin' up, uh)
You goin' up or down? I'm goin' up (Goin' up, uh)
You goin' up or down? I'm goin' up
I got a flight to catch
If I ain't eatin' that towel, then I'm at Catch
Hardly ever use force, 'cause I like finesse
Always rollin' up joints, I don't like to stress
I want all ten brings, heard I get a lotta change
All I hear is cha-ching
I got a couple queens, one rap, one of 'em seen
Quarter million dollar car, I have to keep it clean
I'm the last of a dyin' breed
Bad bitches lookin' at me like I won the lottery
I ain't gotta rush to the table
I gotta see six-four a hundred seventy pounds, so I gotta eat
I work every day, make it look easy
Tired of fuckin' with lames? I'll put you on the Dream Team
I just came from the Bay, rollin' up the Bling-bling
That's a brand new strain, need the crown, I'm a king
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