Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (Chum) Yeah, yeah Huh, yeah (Paulo) Yeah (Mingo, haha) Yeah, yeah-yeah [Chorus] We got us one for the books He try to show that lil' chain, it's took (Uh) Yeah, chop off the brains of the truck He talkin' down he tryin' his luck (Yeah, yeah) He talkin' money, I'm signin' up (Signin' up) Pass me the J, I'm fyeing it up (Fyeing it up) Countin' my bread, combinin' it up In my life, I want the finer stuff (Yeah) [Verse 1] I really wanted designer stuff Like I'm sippin' on lean, I got me a gut How many zips, you smokin' on what? You smokin' on shakе, you smokin' on dust They ridin' my wave, just like a brush Brodiе gon' pour up a four in a Crush Canary diamonds look just like a bus Boy you ain't gang, I ain't showin' no trust [Refrain] No, I ain't giving you trust No, you ain't fam, you can't get a dap, you can't get a hug (No) I never cried over spilled milk, I'm changin' the rug (Yeah) She on that white, when she need a fix, she callin' the plug (Hey) Only exotic, I'm rollin' up nugs [Verse 2] How do you hate? (How do you hate?) How do you hate when you know you a bum? All on my phone (All on my phone) All on my phone steady askin' for some He don't got sense, why he actin' so dumb? My fit on ten, your fit ain't on nan I knew some fanboys without the Chum (Chum) Still made a check, and oh no we not done (Ayy) [Bridge] No, we not done, no, we never last, fasho I had to show 'em that I ain't a Average Joe You finna miss out 'cause you average, bro We blowin' your place up, like an action show [Chorus] We got us one for the books He try to show that lil' chain, it's took (Uh) Yeah, chop off the brains of the truck He talkin' down he tryin' his luck (Yeah, yeah) He talkin' money, I'm signin' up (Signin' up) Pass me the J, I'm fyeing it up (Fyeing it up) Countin' my bread, combinin' it up In my life, I want the finer stuff (Yeah) We got us one for the books He try to show that lil' chain, it's took (Uh) Yeah, chop off the brains of the truck He talkin' down he tryin' his luck (Yeah, yeah) He talkin' money, I'm signin' up (Signin' up) Pass me the J, I'm fyeing it up (Fyeing it up) Countin' my bread, combinin' it up In my life, I want the finer stuff (Yeah) [Refrain] No, I ain't giving you trust No, you ain't fam, you can't get a dap, you can't get a hug (No) I never cried over spilled milk, I'm changin' the rug (Yeah) She on that white, when she need a fix, she callin' the plug (Hey) Only exotic, I'm rollin' up nugs (Rollin' up nugs, yeah) [Outro] Brrr On the countside, Xhulooo is bringing them into the green and white checkered flag, and wins Stage 2