Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Uh Yeah To tea [Verse 1] I'mma roll in the spot, when I walk in the door Get whatever I want, when I walk out the store Ain't got no heart, them niggas is hoes Shordy a baddie, I'm droppin' her low I kept it one, I got too many flows Can't even get dressed, I got too many clothes Brodem got booked, they was traffickin' loads Now me and my nigga be crackin' the code To keep it a hunnid is critical Every time I do the dash, it's digital First time I hopped out a Lamb' was pivotal Count up a hunnid in cash; the minimal Racks in my pocket, they bust out my denim I'm having Nigga be splashing Dripping in fashion I'm bout the cash, in general Trynna pull out something fast To keep it a hunnid These niggas is weak to me Niggas can't get on a beat with me Niggas can't lace up their sneaks with me These niggas can't walk down the street with me These niggas can never compete with me These niggas can't think they defeating me Speak to me I left 'em alive out of decency I promise I keep it a hunnid I was sippin' on red Act 'fore they had Wok, man We was on MGP back then I was looking like an MVP, on ten Like a nigga took an NZT, goddamn Jumped out the porch In the Porsche seats Ridin' four deep With the heat In the front seat Lowkey Too geeked Down to four-peat Trynna hit the sheets Go sleep [?] Promise to keep it a hundred These niggas been fakin' too long (I promise) Niggas been hatin' too long I'm sittin' outside, I been waitin' too long I text her, and tell her she takin' too long I can't even count it, the paper too long I promise I ain't been in the bank for too long I can't put it out, cause my weed is too strong Your bitch is too bad, I couldn't leave her alone Seen it was vacant, we takin' the throne We in Cali, I'm smokin' on strong Run up a billi, man that's what we on Go tell the waiter filet the mignon I hit the gas and I get in my zone Runnin' I hit the pedal, I'm gone The Cullinan Tell him I want it in chrome My bruddanem Tell him I wanted him home [Bridge] They puttin' switches on drums (Slatty) I put it right on her tongue Bro said he out on a bond Confetti They said they ran outta ones They puttin' switches on drums (Slatty) I put it right on her tongue Bro said he out on a bond Confetti They said they ran outta ones [Verse 2] But you know we never for none Back to back coupes on the way to the funds Back to back trucks outside of the function Back to back blunts, it fills up my lungs Smoke so much killa, it feel like some syrup Smoke so much killa, it feel like a perc Walk out the bank, and I hopped in the 'vert Spin out the tires , I switch out the first Thumbin' and thumbin', it's a gift and a curse Had to clean up the kitchen, it's covered in work Financial magician I make it appear I make a pair I make it a [?] I feel like Gucci, I'm makin' it burrr Crunchin' the pedal, peel off in a blur I hit a pot and I whip and I skrrrt If you don't know me, I'm makin' it clear Okay Yeah Uh To tea