Limitless

Lyrics

[Intro: StanWill] Three-five of, yeah, bitch (Ayo, Sebastian, run that shit the fuck back) [Verse 1: StanWill] Three-five of Pink Runtz got my bitch stuck like a stepsis Every day, check another model off my checklist Straight to it with yo bitch, chilling without Netflix Closet looking like a porno, all these fucking X's Bitches staring 'cause it's Benji's busting out my Ksubi denim Bitch, it's five percent's on every whip, they don't know who be in 'em Triple S's fatter than a bitch, I'm looking goofy in 'em Bought some toilet paper for my pockets 'cause it's dookie in 'em [Verse 2: BabyTron] (Dog Shit Militia) Riding 'round tinted AMG, feel like the U.S. Army Wholе lotta red on my shoes, I'm finna do the Carti's Finna hit thе lot, I told the dealer, "Come and supercharge me", huh Riding 'round in fast tinted shit, the dash limitless If the convo ain't about no pape', I'm finna finish it Why the biggest games, I be feeling like I'm scrimmaging? White buffs vanilla, unky out here serving cinnamon [Verse 3: StanWill] Right pocket got the Glock, left pocket full of chicken Popping out with thirty-rounders, catch him, we gon' fully switch him I could let my dawgs up off that leash and have my bullies sick him Lil' bro'll wreak some havoc but his tee say Good Intentions Collins Ave' tripping, skrrting 'round in Scat Packs Flash 'round them robbers? You'll get yo racks jacked Yop got a skillet, beat and flipped his flapjack All 2022, can catch me in my backpack, ayy [Verse 4: BabyTron] Fuck a JanSport, bitch, I'm Goyarding Got a thirty ball, all dubs, I'm like go Spartans Only time you ever seen a plug was when yo phone charging Shooter pull up, hit it from the corner like he Moe Harkless Fit Chrome Hearted but I'm feeling like the Tin Man 2017, I was the Dumps With The Pins Man Up six figures, my bank account look like a BIN, man Send that money through that one app? You finna get scammed Get hammed [Verse 5: StanWill] Shit, fuck, fully zipped up in BAPE attire Thinking he a ape? Pop out with them tranquilizers Got precision with this cannon, think it got a stabilizer I'm the Human Torch with this BIN, bitch, I play with fire Two thousand dollar fits daily, we don't rock basic Gen5 flash with the beam, I don't Glock basic Every single bitch, I hit a model, I don't thot basic Everything we do extraordinary, bitch, the opps basic [Verse 6: BabyTron] Japanese Chin and Basenji, unky got a kennel In a pair of European sneakers, finna stomp the pedal Sleeve Nash, let me pull it down, I had to rock the bezel Three of red, I might see God, I think this pop the Devil If they lock us both up, I'm doing time like Rowdy Rebel Shooters too alert, they gon' hear it if you drop a pebble I ain't got a pencil but the stick got some lead in it Brodie blew an opp and left him red, I'm sick he said tripping [Verse 7: StanWill & BabyTron] Unky suwoo sipping, coffee cup got red in it Bitch, don't pull up with that WAP unless you brought the head with it You ain't got a whip, I heard you Craigslisting I'm a rap star, I got the 'Vette tinted Where the fuck is unky? Think he rex whipping Pull up kitty 'Cat, I bet you she had sex in it [Outro: StanWill] Huh, yeah ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, that's on every song Bitch