Lyrics

[Intro] Look [Verse 1] They talkin' like they don't know a king when they see one See him in person, he take it back like a refund Ballin' with my brothers, all my niggas playin' D1 Daily checkin' chicken, he gon' spend it watchin' reruns Niggas say they real, but they clones of me How my cousin in the pin with more phones than me? I got daily correspondents, we tappin' in with the goonies Tattin', taggin' my body, they taggin' me like they knew me They actually livin' goofy, I'm blunted, taggin' the coochie Flickin', flexin' thе muscle like penitеntiary Gucci (Whoa) Been addicted to Stucy and blunts, hittin' like roofies I ain't trippin' off you 'cause I've been trippin' off Lucy I'm lucid dreamin' and schemin', I'm manifestin' the movie (Yeah) Manuscript in the million, I thought that you niggas knew me (Yeah) Focusin' on the Fetty, the longevity lifestyle Build a future me, what I'm usually doin' right now [Chorus] Smokin' with my shawty, we plottin' another Hunnid grand (Ay, ay) Hear 'em talk a lot, but they knowin' who got the upper hand (Ay, ay) Ride 'bout my sister, I'm dyin' about my brother man (Slide, slide) Leanin' out the window, we got 'em doin' the runnin' man (Slide, slide) Smokin' with my shawty, we plottin' another Hunnid grand (Ay, ay) Hear 'em talk a lot, but they knowin' who got the upper hand (Ay, ay) Slide 'bout my sister, I'm dyin' about my brother man (Ay, ay) Currency from Europe, my energy from the motherland [Verse 2] Niggas Tweet a lot, we've never seen 'em in the city, though Takin' rent money, out to flash it in the video Starin' at the real niggas, winnin', know it hurt, man Coupe clean, Glock thirty, dirty as your work hands I just got a palette of product, I'm 'bout to flip it I don't really got all of the minutes for me to kick it Brought my chick a LLC, we 'bout to scale it Partner say he growin' some weed I told him mail it (Ay) Coolin' with my man, he kinda Mama by the ocean Only problem that we got is runnin' out of lotion Get into the chick, and let a black man live I got more rows on me than a fat man ribs Never met a single nigga that'll make me feel fear (Nah) They be throwin' salt in the game, we still here (Yeah) We don't hear the shit that he sayin', he think it mean somethin' All the players ballin', we blue chippin', we green thumbin' [Chorus] Smokin' with my shawty, we plottin' another Hunnid grand (Oh God, nigga) Hear 'em talk a lot, but they knowin' who got the upper hand (Slide, slide) Ride 'bout my sister, I'm dyin' about my brother man (Slide, slide) Leanin' out the window, we got 'em doin' the runnin' man