Cream Soda

Yeah, yeah, yeah

It's your boy Quando and I woke up this morning

With all this cash money, I got all this cash on me

New money, blue money, I'm tired (I'm tired)

I don't know why I tried her (Why I tried her)

Said I'ma fuck her one time, then I hit again (Oh)

Turning pennies to a dime, I just hit the licks (QRN)

The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups

Twenty bags of OG's, hit the road and make it double up

I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up

Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (Skrrt)

Cash out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather

Audemars was golden, no corona, that shit sick as fuck

Pass her to the homie like I'm Romo, damn, she thick as fuck

I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck

Man down, I might cash out on your body, youngin hit him up

Bands, I pop a tag for my Versace and Balenci' runners

Bad bitch look like Kash Doll, she's a hottie just like Meg' Thee Stallion

Stylist got me runnin' 'round the lobby, Mike Amiri flyer

A milli', that ain't nothin' to me, I ran that shit up more than once

I'm really, really from the streets and ain't nobody put me on

I like my bitches like my cars, I swear to God that all 'em foreign

My closet worth about two hundred, Amiri sneaks, I never wore 'em

Bad bitch just like Lauren London, shop inside designer stores

Clean up crew, we do our chores, I count up blues every time I'm bored

All blue the Aventador, make that shit say, "Neighborhood"

I can make a 10-4, just break 'em down and sell 'em whole

We get 'em in and get 'em gone, your bitch like how I put it on

A molly when she out of yola, I came from catchin' sales on corners

Digi scales in California, go to jail, they try to clone you

Play for keeps, we put you under, AMG like fuck a Honda

The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups

Twenty bags of OG's, hit the road and make it double up

I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up

Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (Skrrt)

Cash out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather

Audemars was golden, no corona, that shit sick as fuck

Pass her to the homie like I'm Romo, damn, she thick as fuck

I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck

Man down, I might cash out on your body, youngin hit him up

Bands, I pop a tag for my Versace and Balenci' runners

Bad bitch look like Kash Doll, she's a hottie just like Meg' Thee Stallion

Stylist got me runnin' 'round the lobby, Mike Amiri flyer

Vince Carter, left his whole damn arm in the rim (Arm in the rim)

Wrist water, I bet I could fuck Ms. Parker, she a ten (She a ten)

Different colored bitches, sorta like Crayola, I could pick (I could pick)

Road to riches, throw that Benz right off in sport mode, let it hit (Skrrt)

Nowadays, jump off the porch and need a glizzy with a switch (Grrah)

Cartiers, I could see the hate, they know I'm super rich (I'm super rich)

Broad day with no license plates, we rock out with them sticks (Bah)

Broadway, worth 'bout fifty K, you play, I'll send a blitz

Rod Wave, I'm dyin' in these Cuban links, that's off the rip (That's off the rip)

I know they hate to see me shinin', I'm just tryna pay the bills (Tryna pay the bills)

Purple baby, my lil' homies thuggin', thunder off the hip (They off the hip)

"Fuck you, pay me," that's the motto, homie, Glocks, extended clips

The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups

Twenty bags of OG's, hit the road and make it double up

I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up

Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (Skrrt)

Cash out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather

Audemars was golden, no corona, that shit sick as fuck

Pass her to the homie like I'm Romo, damn, she thick as fuck

I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck

Man down, I might cash out on your body, youngin hit him up

Bands, I pop a tag for my Versace and Balenci' runners

Bad bitch look like Kash Doll, she's a hottie just like Meg' Thee Stallion

Stylist got me runnin' 'round the lobby, Mike Amiri flyer