lyrics: It's the kid again, ran to the g we some businessman And we strapping it g like the Indian in the taliban Can you come help me tally bands Like okay I'm still the same No way she gone slide you cannot come this way Price in the world, and I'm not afraid They can scream, they can squirm, still gone get my way That shit the same They know that they cannot fuck with the idle Last nigga that tried that shit in the sky When I get distorted, I don't even cry Shit gets crazy so don't even see the nine We the biggest, when I walk in this bitch Make them stand' to attention When I'm talking, everybody gone listen We don't do no talking you get hit with smithing They on my yeah, these niggas tripping Fuck for the night in the morning I'm dipping I saw the price way before that I knew it was right So to be honest I wasn't tripping like okay Swerving this bitch through the lanes Like a nigga had road rage Don't make no sense how a young nigga Got so damn rich, when you see it don't say a damn thing I cannot give, cause a nigga don't ask Feel a certain way, so she don't get attached The way that I beat it, I might break her back I don't give a fuck I'm putting delta pass In my prime, I couldn't change Even if they was putting five plus a dime In my prime, feeling like Optimus Who the fuck stopping this four, five In my prime, I don't try to run If it's raging it's lit like it was in L A In my prime, in my prime, in my prime, gang Yeah, and I step in this bitch And I'm rocking designer my fit You don't know me you can't tell me shit Her ass fat you know I pay for it And I might just pour up a four hoe You can't tell me no shit And I run out of the hoe And I want to just get to the bands She so fine, take off your pants Don't waste no time, put you in a trance Big four five, in my hand I run you down, if you talk down I walk up don't make a sound Yeah late night, I'm at the party Late night, feeling like carti Don't give a fuck What you say and I walk in this bitch I go cray
It's the kid again, ran to the g we some businessman And we strapping it g like the Indian in the Taliban Can you come help me tally bands Like okay I'm still the same No way she gone slide you cannot come this way Price in the world, and I'm not afraid They can scream, they can squirm, still gone get my way That shit the same, They know that they cannot fuck with the idle Last nigga that tried that shit in the sky When I get distorted, I don't even cry Shit gets crazy so don't even see the nine We the biggest, when I walk in this bitch Make them stand' to attention. When I'm talking, everybody gone listen. We don't do no talking you get hit with smithing They on my yeah, these niggas tripping Fuck for the night in the morning I'm dipping I saw the price way before that I knew it was right So to be honest I wasn't tripping like okay Swerving this bitch through the lanes Like a nigga had road rage Don't make no sense how a young nigga Got so damn rich, when you see it don't say a damn thing I cannot give, cause a nigga don't ask Feel a certain way, so she don't get attached The way that I beat it, I might break her back I don't give a fuck I'm putting delta pass In my prime, I couldn't change Even if they was putting five plus a dime In my prime, feeling like optimus Who the fuck stopping this four, five In my prime, I don't try to run If it's raging it's lit like it was in L A In my prime, in my prime, in my prime, gang Yeah, and I step in this bitch And I'm rocking designer my fit You don't know me you can't tell me shit Her ass fat you know I pay for it And I might just pour up a four hoe You can't tell me no shit And I run out of the hoe And I want to just get to the bands She so fine, take off your pants Don't waste no time, put you in a trance Big four five, in my hand I run you down, if you talk down I walk up, don't make a sound Yeah late night, I'm at the party Late night, feeling like carti Don't give a fuck What you say and I walk in this bitch I go cray
