Lyrics

[Intro] Come on, come on, come on Aye, aye, I'm tryin' to, yuh Nah mean, P, look, uh [Chorus] Five-oh-seven forty G elite, that [bih dryin' me?] Seven six, drop top Caprice, with the fly feet Came through and cleaned them boys out, that's a straight sweep Came through and kicked them boys out, that's a fake lease You already know that we been fire, we some straight heat (Yeah, Squills made this beat) And you already know that we be high, how could you blame me? [Verse] I'm tryin' to flex a new Macbook, big storage And I'd take a Trans Am over Ford Taurus And I remember late nights, down in South Florida Took a eight-hour flight out to California Eighteen, young nigga had big dreams And I seen a lot of shit happen as a pre-teen And before thirteen, shot my daddy, lost his spleen Ten times, he Hakeem, motivated G's I'm exceedin', he ain't die, 'cause I still breathe Do you see what I see, [gang?] gettin' green In the paint, gotta glaze, just like Krispy Kreme Hella pad out the crib, gotta fly [creep?] Closer to me, reminiscing made my eyes bleed Got a 28, drift on [Beal?], 'cause the drive steep [Chorus] Five-oh forty-seven G elite, that [bih dryin' me?] Seven six, drop top Caprice, with the fly feet Came through and cleaned them boys out, that's a straight sweep Came through and kicked them boys out, that's a fake lease You already know that we been fire, we some straight heat And you already know that we be high, how could you blame me?