Cruze (feat. Meek Mill)

Hey, McNabb

Run that back, Turbo

I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)

Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)

I know these **** ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)

I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the strap)

I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (**** be cap)

I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)

Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)

I know these **** ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)

I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the brrt)

I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions, yeah

I'm not a business man, I am a business, man (I ain't, I am)

I ain't got time to be with you ****, I'm handlin' business, fam'

We at the Clearport flickin' it up and you not in the picture, fam'

Said he want smoke, we took it a joke, you put it on Instagram, damn

How can I entertain some **** that not even in my lane?

I really get money, they playing games, I'm 'bout to go get me an airplane

Just to go out like another level, I been keeping my bitches in Vera Wang

Having a threesome is double trouble, got 'em eatin' on pussy and sharin' things

I'ma be rich forever, my ****, I put that on God (Put that on God)

Play with the gang, put that on my name, you **** gon' die (Die, die)

Everything 'bout me, it say I'm official, it ain't no lie (Ain't no lie)

Whacked your homie, you know that we did it, you ain't gon' slide, pussy

I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)

Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)

I know these **** ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)

I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the strap)

I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (**** be cap)

I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)

Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)

I know these **** ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)

I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the brrt)

I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (NLE the top shotta, yeah, yeah)

And on your block, bitch, we gon' lurk, a lot of killers on alert

And bitch, we steppin' on your turf, I love the way my Uzi squirt

We at Forever 21, but that bitch said she wanted Gucci

You wanted me to spoil you, but you ain't givin' coochie

A rich hood ****, throw the money, smack her booty

Don't fuck with him, he showed his true colors and they was fruity

I'm blackin' out, my eyes keep closing 'cause a **** zooted

My gas called ass in the can 'cause it pooted

He spreadin' rumors, so the hollow tip started spreadin' through his body

My **** really killin', we don't give a fuck what you hollerin'

And I don't care if you was Donald Trump, I spin anybody

And how the fuck is you a stepper? You ain't killed nobody

I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)

Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)

I know these **** ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)

I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the strap)

I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (**** be cap)

I just be maxin' (Ooh, yeah)

Runnin' them racks in (Run up the racks)

I know these **** ain't talking to me, I don't give 'em reactions (I don't react)

I just be keeping that Glock on my hip and I wear it for fashion (Keepin' the brrt)

I really be ballin' and poppin' that shit like I do in my captions (**** is cap, woo)