Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
I been done ridin' through another nigga city
I got a brand new Draco with me
Clip got 33, Scotty Pippen
Bitch nigga ain't heard of me, I got a Richard
Drippin' my sweats through Givenchy
I brought my strap in the party
And my diamonds Offset like Cardi
Got a bad bitch with me, she a Barbie, huh
You don't wanna start with me
Got some hood niggas posted in Le Jardin
I have his nigga on back of a carton
Spend Larry Bird, 33 on Cartier
I got 33 bitches with me
I'ma float through the city, sippin' on some Chardonnay
Fuck it, I'ma buyin' out the bar today
Fuck it, I'm buyin' out Barney's, yay
I'ma hang with the gangbangers
He only hang with the feds and the rats and the mice
If my young nigga pull up with the bullets
I'ma pull up with the strap, we gon' get him on sight
We gon' make a thriller like Mike
Car candy painted, Mike and Ike
And my diamonds lookin' like a light
I'ma fly private like a kite
Got a Bentley coupe, ain't tryna write
I been done ridin' through another nigga city
I got a brand new Draco with me
Clip got 33, Scotty Pippen
Bitch nigga ain't heard of me, I got a Richard
Drippin' my sweats through Givenchy
I brought my strap in the party
And my diamonds Offset like Cardi
Got a bad bitch with me, she a Barbie, huh
You don't wanna start with me
No, you don't wanna start with me (no, you don't wanna start with me)
Niggas pull up with Glock, AK's and TECs (uh-huh)
Runnin' up your whole block, like a a full court press
No, you don't wanna start with me (no, you don't wanna start with me)
No, you don't wanna start with me (no, you don't wanna start with me)
I know cold hearted demons, that can smell your flesh (uh-huh)
Walk up on a pussy nigga, shoot him dead in the chest
No, you don't wanna start with me (nah)
Made a lot of plays, hood got J's
I kept me a bag with some hard in it (hard in it)
Rappin', made a name, now I get paid for a stage
I keep a guitar with me ('tar with me)
Executive valet, black President, Escalade bullet proof with a bar in it (bar in it)
Go against it, it's gon' be a hard ending (hard ending)
I fucked and left, I hope it ain't no hard feelin's (nah)
Was broke as fuck, that's how I started drug dealin' (drug)
Get some millions, it'll make a nigga love livin'
I'm just dressin', my lil' niece and nephew love twenties
Me and Roddy gotta get it out the mud, business
Made a hundred racks on a C-day
Made a million dollars on a weekday
Fifteen-thousand on a cheap day
Whippin' up dope like a deep dish
Junkies outside, no rebates
I been done ridin' through another nigga city
I got a brand new Draco with me
Clip got 33, Scotty Pippen
Bitch nigga ain't heard of me, I got a Richard
Drippin' my sweats through Givenchy
I brought my strap in the party
And my diamonds Offset like Cardi
Got a bad bitch with me, she a Barbie, huh
You don't wanna start with me
Hot girl like Arizona
Plug in Columbia, my diamonds in Africa
I'm like fuck the DA, groupies been fuckin' my DJ
And shawty had an ass on her
Writer(s): Rodrick Moore, Sergio Kitchens, Tahj Morgan
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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