Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa From out the streets, became a millionaire I know n!ggas started in the trap, and they still there 'Member I was robbin', I bought jewelry and I still wear it Came a long way with all my n!ggas, and they still here My big bro behind bars, for like two hundred years I got that call, I lost my dawg, and I don't know how to feel Gotta stay on savage time, you know it's war time I remember I ain't used to leave the house without my .45 I ain't got no time 'Member Papi had the Mackie at the stop sign **** was too, too real I got my Glock, and laid 'em down, n!gga, you knew the deal That's why I moved to the Hills, and I'm new to it 'Cause I ain't sure when my dawg had to make the news reel Got promethazine in my eyes, I'm cryin' purple tears The streets left me cold-hearted, they hurt me still Uh, and that's why I'm on tour, that's why my house a resort That's why I got the four by four I remember when I was low, tryna trap in front of the store Hop fences on the police, from handcuffs to Rollies These hoes didn't know a n!gga, now she claim she know me I been counting' up the bag, yeah, yeah I get the low on the bag, I'm ****in' up yams I go get the birdie, birdie, n!gga, I need some hens Thirty before thirty, I been settin' trends Hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes I been countin' millions every time I board Spend your whole budget in the designer store Walk inside my closet, it's designer galore Bad b7tch give me ya-ya in an Aventador Bad b7tch give me ne-e-e-e-e-e-e-eck Flooded my wrist, it's wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet I'm boutta pack up the whole house, put it inside this suitcase Put my **** inside her mouth like it's Crest toothpaste Yeah, she gave me head, like a toupée, huh Got twenty hoes, they all my roommates, huh Ten in the bed, ten in the pool bed I need some bread, been trappin' for two days If he rockin' with the opps, we gotta wet the block Got my Glock in the Dior, but I got on Gucci socks Drip too hard, you can't ride this wave Put my baby mama and my mom in a Bentayga
[00:03.15]Whoa, whoa, whoa [00:06.09]Whoa, whoa [00:08.79]Whoa, whoa, whoa [00:11.73]Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa [00:12.59]From out the streets, became a millionaire [00:14.62]I know n!ggas started in the trap, and they still there [00:17.26]'Member I was robbin', I bought jewelry and I still wear it [00:20.21]Came a long way with all my n!ggas, and they still here [00:23.35]My big bro behind bars, for like two hundred years [00:26.75]I got that call, I lost my dawg, and I don't know how to feel [00:29.75]Gotta stay on savage time, you know it's war time [00:32.59]I remember I ain't used to leave the house without my .45 [00:35.84]I ain't got no time [00:37.37]'Member Papi had the Mackie at the stop sign [00:40.05]**** was too, too real [00:41.79]I got my Glock, and laid 'em down, n!gga, you knew the deal [00:44.67]That's why I moved to the Hills, and I'm new to it [00:47.62]'Cause I ain't sure when my dawg had to make the news reel [00:50.81]Got promethazine in my eyes, I'm cryin' purple tears [00:53.49]The streets left me cold-hearted, they hurt me still [00:56.74]Uh, and that's why I'm on tour, that's why my house a resort [01:00.86]That's why I got the four by four [01:02.48]I remember when I was low, tryna trap in front of the store [01:04.97]Hop fences on the police, from handcuffs to Rollies [01:08.26]These hoes didn't know a n!gga, now she claim she know me [01:11.17]I been counting' up the bag, yeah, yeah [01:13.35]I get the low on the bag, I'm ****in' up yams [01:15.17]I go get the birdie, birdie, n!gga, I need some hens [01:18.51]Thirty before thirty, I been settin' trends [01:21.47]Hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes [01:25.06]I been countin' millions every time I board [01:27.97]Spend your whole budget in the designer store [01:30.97]Walk inside my closet, it's designer galore [01:33.87]Bad b7tch give me ya-ya in an Aventador [01:36.97]Bad b7tch give me ne-e-e-e-e-e-e-eck [01:39.97]Flooded my wrist, it's wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet [01:42.86]I'm boutta pack up the whole house, put it inside this suitcase [01:45.79]Put my **** inside her mouth like it's Crest toothpaste [01:48.53]Yeah, she gave me head, like a toupée, huh [01:52.05]Got twenty hoes, they all my roommates, huh [01:55.58]Ten in the bed, ten in the pool bed [01:57.91]I need some bread, been trappin' for two days [02:00.94]If he rockin' with the opps, we gotta wet the block [02:03.84]Got my Glock in the Dior, but I got on Gucci socks [02:06.78]Drip too hard, you can't ride this wave [02:10.17]Put my baby mama and my mom in a Bentayga
