I don't play no games
I'm leave you uncharted
Family okay
Ain't no more starving
And we was on the grind
We was trying to go and chase and gain that mileage
And ain't no DaBaby but you know I keep me a bottle
I been pushing that weight
Can you hear that throttle
I be like come in this bitch
And I came in this shit with some models
We walked in the club came in this bitch yeah with some bottles
Like why you depressed let's go drown and drown our sorrows
Yeah, walk in the club with a stick
Bad bitch she love me she grabbing my dick
Call lil Timmy he will go blitz
I fuck her then pass her to the gang assist
Big real jewels, with the big ass boats,
with the big ass jeans, it's Rick
All black fit for the night
When it late night creep on your bitch
Wake up get money it's all on my mind
Bad bitch wanna fuck so I break her spine
She can't be copied, I'm one of a kind
My pockets real fat so I keep my iron
Bitch real bad, yeah she fine as a dime
No 50 Cent, but I'm get rich or die tryin
Yuh, Yuh, 50 Cent I'ma get rich or die tryin
Seating in a two door Vet coupe
Even way back in the day, I had juice
Rocking an oversized hoodie and the jeans fit loose
Got a instrument, blow the flute
Lame ass nigga trying to come and steal my style lil nigga I raised you
This drip shit forever lasting so mean styles I feel like Goku
Hey
Hey
Hey
I don't play no games
I'm leave you uncharted
Family okay
Ain't no more starving
And we was on the grind
We was trying to go and chase and gain that mileage
And ain't no DaBaby but you know I keep me a bottle
I been pushing that weight
Can you hear that throttle
I be like come in this bitch
And I came in this shit with some models
We walked in the club came in this bitch yeah with some bottles
Like why you depressed let's go drown and drown our sorrows
Aye
Aye
I be swerving all this bitches, road rage
I can't fuck with a dirty slut, money
I just gotta get where the honeys
I'm just tryna get my money
Get that moncler lil coat
Baby trying to take me as the joker
Bitch this ain't no joke
Said he running with a choppa
But he forgot to go get the scope
And he said he was a gangster
But he need to go talk to the Pope
Ouh, Ouh,
I'm with two bitches in tonka truck
Ride around with twins
next thing you know she left her skirt up
Yeah the way the hop in this whip
I think that shit just was some double dutch
Like why you depressed
I'm bout to fill up a double cup