We're live, we're live, we're live, we're live
We're live, we're live
Bare chattings but time will tell, you get me?
Bare gas inna the machine as well, they know
My man ah get bind
(I-I-I love Chris Rich)
Eugh, listen
We pop champagne in the club 'cause the lifestyle used to be horrid
Uptown bitch in a five star nightgown givin' me knowledge, supply down, VV's foreign
Better tuck with your pokey
My broskis are blacked on black, got my ski like Gotham (eugh)
Skip the Batman, step with my jewels, I rock them (mhm)
Blood, he's a joker, my nigga got them (whoosh)
Tell them young gunners" come 'round and flex with the goons"
I'll bust them, I'll bust them
Top hit on my plate, fuck fame, on my Bruce, I'll chop them, that ain't a problem (braoh)
Had enough of Amiri jeans, I still drop them (rah)
I want Chrome Hearts, Corteiz, Celine, all Yves Saint drip, but I already copped them
She want thug love, come and be with a boss then
Bro's up in a backroad, straight out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often (mhm)
Plain janes, no bust downs, these no more top tens
All the bad bitches play my songs often (grrt)
I don't trust, but she know my problems
Baby, don't speak while I plot them (grrt)
You like gun men? Let's have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often
Bro's up in a backroad, straight out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often (mhm)
Plain janes, no bust downs, these no more top tens
All the bad bitches play my songs often (grrt)
I don't trust, but she know my problems
Baby, don't speak while I plot them (grrt)
You like gun men? (Eugh)
Let's have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often
We don't trust them niggas 'round the other side
We let them hollows fly, another homicide (gang, gang, gang, gang)
'Cah my OT kickin' for some other guys
I ain't got no time, bro's qual' time (gang, gang, gang, gang)
Never do old fashion, I need more designs
Always been no lackin', so we got that bang (grrt)
Yo, always been no lackin', so we get that bang (gang, gang, gang, gang)
Pay attention 'bout that COVID-19, homie, sanitize
Made the banger rise, done a load kweffings (bang, bang, bang, bang, bitch)
Done a load of cheffings, we can't glamorize
We got braggin' rights (gang, gang, gang, gang, shit)
This badinha dumb, she couldn't be my wife
I don't love her, fuck it, I just jeet her twice
Ahaha, yo, if I wanna floss, I cop a GO twice
Bro's up in a backroad, straight out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often (mhm)
Plain janes, no bust downs, these no more top tens
All the bad bitches play my songs often (grrt)
I don't trust, but she know my problems
Baby, don't speak while I plot them (grrt)
You like gun men? Let's have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often
Bro's up in a backroad, straight out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often (mhm)
Plain janes, no bust downs, these no more top tens
All the bad bitches play my songs often (grrt)
I don't trust, but she know my problems
Baby, don't speak while I plot them (grrt)
You like gun men? (Eugh)
Let's have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often
(I-I-I love Chris Rich)
