(Hook)
Bought a new phone and I swipe down my visa
Two just turned into one that’s bad
Flipping coin till it’s the front side
He pulled his trigger
Now he can’t escape out of death
So 24 bitches realized they’re hoe
I just hope you don’t call me back
Stab it up, stab it up, head to toe
Might be killer
We all used to be more of a threat
Racks, fuck it up
Smoking rock, take me to flight that might be going fast
Speed it up
If people go dash away, I pull up then I straight
Face it up, I face to the face that I afraid of medication
He gave me a soul
(Verse 1)
Rolls Royce prolly cost more than benz
Quarter mill but that makes me a sense
Not a cheap-cheap feminine stainless
Plenty of rap i get tired of my new beat
Two fit, make another one stylish
New chance, ain’t no probs we got damaged
Blemish, baby cross over scrimmage
Swear to God, I throw-
Should have been wrong
To make this shit long
Start from picking a choice
Be pressed to be shown
24 made me hustle the most
For satisfied pro
Fly high even more than emotion
Back then i was falling apart
I truly cut myself off from life
NAH NAH NAH
Nice for what
I’m finna shake, that’s all around round round
Step by step
Take her best friend on the best friends
Bring a consequences like ta da da da
Right on time
We opposite you ain’t game changer
NAH NAH NAH
Can’t trade my name when there’s no price
(Bridge)
Pop out when it’s roaring
Through me see me balling
I’m running out of battery
Let’s take off P gets hoes with
I got some press press in the stress
Holding my bros
Switching and swerving over lane
I bet you can’t cross
Feel like I’m the middle of superstar
Keep breaking, stay sober
She can’t fuck me up no no yeah huh
(Hook)
Bought a new phone and I swipe down my visa
Two just turned into one that’s bad
Flipping coin till it’s the front side
He pulled his trigger
Now he can’t escape out of death
So 24 bitches realized they’re hoe
I just hope you don’t call me back
Stab it up, stab it up, head to toe
Might be killer
We all used to be more of a threat
Racks, fuck it up
Smoking rock, take me to flight that might be going fast
Speed it up
If people go dash away, I pull up then I straight
Face it up, I face to the face that I afraid of medication
He gave me a soul
(Hook)
Bought a new phone and I swipe down my visa
Two just turned into one that’s bad
Flipping coin till it’s the front side
He pulled his trigger
Now he can’t escape out of death
So 24 bitches realized they’re hoe
I just hope you don’t call me back
Stab it up, stab it up, head to toe
Might be killer
We all used to be more of a threat
Racks, fuck it up
Smoking rock, take me to flight that might be going fast
Speed it up
If people go dash away, I pull up then I straight
Face it up, I face to the face that I afraid of medication
He gave me a soul
(Verse 1)
Rolls Royce prolly cost more than benz
Quarter mill but that makes me a sense
Not a cheap-cheap feminine stainless
Plenty of rap i get tired of my new beat
Two fit, make another one stylish
New chance, ain’t no probs we got damaged
Blemish, baby cross over scrimmage
Swear to God, I throw-
Should have been wrong
To make this shit long
Start from picking a choice
Be pressed to be shown
24 made me hustle the most
For satisfied pro
Fly high even more than emotion
Back then i was falling apart
I truly cut myself off from life
NAH NAH NAH
Nice for what
I’m finna shake, that’s all around round round
Step by step
Take her best friend on the best friends
Bring a consequences like ta da da da
Right on time
We opposite you ain’t game changer
NAH NAH NAH
Can’t trade my name when there’s no price
(Bridge)
Pop out when it’s roaring
Through me see me balling
I’m running out of battery
Let’s take off P gets hoes with
I got some press press in the stress
Holding my bros
Switching and swerving over lane
I bet you can’t cross
Feel like I’m the middle of superstar
Keep breaking, stay sober
She can’t fuck me up no no yeah huh
(Hook)
Bought a new phone and I swipe down my visa
Two just turned into one that’s bad
Flipping coin till it’s the front side
He pulled his trigger
Now he can’t escape out of death
So 24 bitches realized they’re hoe
I just hope you don’t call me back
Stab it up, stab it up, head to toe
Might be killer
We all used to be more of a threat
Racks, fuck it up
Smoking rock, take me to flight that might be going fast
Speed it up
If people go dash away, I pull up then I straight
Face it up, I face to the face that I afraid of medication
He gave me a soul