Rs7

Say what?

Let's do it, uh, uh, let's do it (Four3va)

What? Uh, let's do it

What? Huh, uh

Hottest **** in the city, I done turned down every label

I know how to do this rap shit, just needed me some paper

Lil' twin just crunk the whip without the key, no jumper cable

I been ballin' on these ****, they probably think that I'm a Laker

Found out that was your bitch, she outside, I'ma face her

This run I'm on, this might go in the books, I'm a history maker

Let them play with my money, I come through and Swiss cheese the label

You say you havin' racks, okay, put that shit on the table

My clip hold seven hundred, you probably think I fuck with Lazer

I been doin' shit for everybody, I damn near done ran out of favors

Hold on, tryna pop shit on DG, he can't, he wasn't able

Tryna call my phone whenever shit go wrong, I cannot save her

I got pull, I get an artist and go tell Lee them distribute him

Real life controllin' shit, no wonder he don't talk, fuck 'round and mute him

I was born in '05, whenever I slide, I'm playin' Noodah

I'm still the same from back then, wish I had got that bag sooner

RS7, that be that Audi thing, four rings

I ain't stuntin' none of these broke ****, on me

Hold on, big Young Crew, you better not never forget the OE, uh

Same DG, don't matter if I'm one or four deep (On God)

Hottest **** in the city, I done turned down every label

I know how to do this rap shit, just needed me some paper

Lil' twin just crunk the whip without the key, no jumper cable

I been ballin' on these ****, they probably think that I'm a Laker

Found out that was your bitch, she outside, I'ma face her

This run I'm on, this might go in the books, I'm a history maker

Let them play with my money, I come through and Swiss cheese the label

You say you havin' racks, okay, put that shit on the table