I'ma turn this shit executive I'ma turn This shit executive, yeah

I make the baddest bitches want it, Come and bang the hood

I'm focused on that money, but you Know that Doubled up that paper, it Was strictly off

The jug I be clean and fucked, but I come from out

The mud Red up in my cup look like I'm sippin' on some

Blood These blues up in my pocket, You would think

I roll with Cuz Why would you try to slide if you ain't tryna

Fuck? He must be tryna die, tryna play with us

Just came from Nap, but I ain't sleep, I'm active with your hoes

They ride my wave, I'm high speed, got knots just like a boat

These **** nothin' like me, just wanna be my clone

Call it dope, Rolls Royce, Ill get it ghost Remember livin' in the trap, grew up with the

Dope I'm feelin' like Tyreek, get it through the

Zone I'm pimpin' while you trickin', I spend, but

It's a difference You heard, but is you listenin'

This scale was made for kitchens, I get that shit and flip it

I fucked up about you yesterday, I'll be back good tomorrow

I'ma turn this shit executive tell the hood that this for y'all

They was tryna make it negative, I turned it to a cross

Man, I love me a little pretty, bitch What's the point if she don't swallow

I came from out the mud and now I shine like I'm polished

Fuck 12, no Aaron Rodgers, trap jumpin' like it's Ja

Another day, another dollar, bout to get a head

Just like the floor, I'm steppin' on them, time to take my meds

Lil' cuz up in the feds, run it up, don't rest my legs

By the loaf, I get the bread

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