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Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?

Wheezy Beats

If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon' shoot you

Mind on a motherfuckin' milli'

Ridin' with the motherfuckin' semi

Grind from the start to the finish

Pull up in the foreign, I’ll park it in the trenches

It say 230 on the dash

Drivin' real fast, I’ma speed with no limit

No, we ain’t going out sad

30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy

I be gettin' higher than a tree

Still stacking racks, money all that I need

Still selling pounds of that weed

I leave 'em with the bro, when I’m goin' overseas

'Fore I bust it open, shit was already reekin'

We can sip the lean, pop the X, really geekin'

And I’m rocking water like ice, I could freeze it

When your bitch land, I’ma book her at Four Seasons

Niggas hatin' on the kid for no reason

Gunna drip sauce, let her spring it like the season

Rockin' Off White when I’m walkin' in the meeting

A nigga flyin' kites down the road, they some demons

Nigga, stop caking that hoe, she a cheater

I only fuck her once or twice, then, nigga, I’ma leave her

I tried to pop a Percocet and pour me up a liter

I drop a fishscale in a bowl, let it heat up

Chanel on, still can’t see us

Nigga, send 'em back, countin' money with my feet up

I been sendin' racks to my cuz on the kiosk

I’ma send that pack down the road, 'til you get out

Let that bitch stick the dope deep in her mizzouth

I been puttin' the shit up at the hizzouse

Drippin' on these bitches through a drizzought

Damn, a nigga made it out the sizzouth

Mind on a motherfuckin' milli'

Ridin' with the motherfuckin' semi

Grind from the start to the finish

Pull up in the foreign, I’ll park it in the trenches

It say 230 on the dash

Drivin' real fast, I’ma speed with no limit

No, we ain’t going out sad

30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy

Flyin' a jet, ride foreign, I do that

Hundred thousand worth of ice in my Louis bag

Saint Laurent, kickin' these bitches like «Who that?»

Rich nigga came from the hood, but you knew that

Ice on my neck, it look like a sleet

Plain Jane band on an iced out Patek

Don’t cuff that hoe, she a freak

I’m up gettin' money, don’t know how to sleep

I fucked that lil' bitch and I fucked up the sheets

Ice all over me like I was a Christmas tree

Mind on a milli', ain’t thinking 'bout enemies

Shoot a nigga down like J. F. Kennedy

Sellin' chickens, you can come get a 10 piece

Jumped out the plane with the Fendi

Jumped in the foreign with the semi

Baby Draco hold a 50

Nigga, it’s on me and it’s in me

Mind on a motherfuckin' milli'

Ridin' with the motherfuckin' semi

Grind from the start to the finish

Pull up in the foreign, I’ll park it in the trenches

It say 230 on the dash

Drivin' real fast, I’ma speed with no limit

No, we ain’t going out sad

30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy

Mind on a motherfuckin' milli'

Ridin' with the motherfuckin' semi

Grind from the start to the finish

Pull up in the foreign, I’ll park it in the trenches

It say 230 on the dash

Drivin' real fast, I’ma speed with no limit

No, we ain’t going out sad

30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy

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