Gervonta Davis

Lyrics

[Intro] (Money done geeked on this motherfucker) [Chorus] Ridin' through Cali with my .45 Two-dollar Cubans, thank God I'm alive I walk in Louis, they pull me aside Gucci or Pucci, it's hard to decide 3D umbrella, I'm dodgin' the rain I put ice on my watch and baguettes on my chain 3K a pint, it's a hundred a stain They say, me, Money Musik like Marlon and Wayans [Verse] Yeah, ten piece fresh out the bank Yeah, this shit hit like it's tank Yeah, I spill Wock' like a cane, huh My shit a faucet, a sink Free that lil' boy, he got locked for his sling I just bought him a shiest, said he won't be the same Yeah, Jubilee be on the stamp I just offered it bust, but she wanted it plain My shit pure like a 'caine Fly shit, can't even complain Jump out the truck and jump right in my lane Nigga this .308 finna shake up the frame (Pew-pew-pew) I get the sack like it's Frito-Lay Sittin' in the trap in the middle of the day Way too complacent to show her the game She want Chanel, but she know she a lame She movin' honestly, hey She want Bottega on her bags, yeah, that bitch poppin' P (Let's go) Yeah, she shake ass on her gang and that shit bother me (They don't know) Yeah, I ain't the same, I'm goin' insane, and that shit ain't hard to see See I'm out in Cali, I'm out in Bali, I'm out in— [Chorus] Ridin' through Cali with my .45 Two-dollar Cubans, thank God I'm alive I walk in Louis, they pull me aside Gucci or Pucci, it's hard to decide 3D umbrella, I'm dodgin' the rain I put ice on my watch and baguettes on my chain 3K a pint, it's a hundred a stain They say, me, Money Musik like Marlon and Wayans [Outro] Yeah, ten piece fresh out the bank Yeah, this shit hit like it's tank Yeah, I spill Wock' like a cane, huh My shit a faucet, a sink Free that lil' boy, he got locked for his sling I just bought him a shiest, said he won't be the same Yeah, Jubilee be on the stamp I just offered it bust, but she wanted it plain Yeah