(Woah woah)
Drugs in my head yeah im off the meds yeah
Eyes all bluddshott
Like july we pop
Leave em dead headshot
Like hibachi I chop
Imma keep on going up (yeah)
Go up won't stop
Wake up, count up, flex up, lil bitch I'm blessed
Wake up get to the bag yea yea yea not stressed (ha)
Choppa on me let it go, came from the bottom I came from the floor (ha)
Big bands, big bank, racks up bitch stay low (ow)
(Go, yeah yeah, go)
2,500 jeans double that shit imma do it again
Took your bitch back then but fuck that bitch imma do it again
Ran off with his shit but fuck that nigga imma do it again (huh)
Pop my shit, imma talk my shit, imma do it all again
Why they keeping up with me like my first name is kim
I count on me can't go to sleep I need sum more of me
I need some more of me
I need some more of me
Drugs in my head yeah im off the meds yeah
Eyes all bluddshott
Like july we pop
Leave em dead headshot
Like hibachi I chop
(Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah)
Drugs in my head yeah im off the meds yeah
Eyes all bluddshott
Like july we pop
Leave em dead headshot
Like hibachi I chop
Imma keep on going up (yeah)
Go up won't stop
Wake up, count up, flex up, lil bitch I'm blessed
Wake up get to the bag yea yea yea not stressed
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Woah