(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Hold on, huh
I make this shit look
Hold on, hold on, look, huh
I make this shit look good, uh
Flexin' on 'em 'cause I could
Run up on me, wish you would, look
Turn the bad into good
And I'm still up in the hood, huh
Ask about me, boy, I'm good, look
Homie just threw me a pack, look, no, he ain't gettin' it back
Niggas ain't ɾeal, man, I know they cap
Said it twice 'cause I know that's facts
Hold on, course he's a bitch, want beef, he season [C7]shit
Frost all [Em]of that demon [C7]shit, free Fresh, he leavin' shit, wait
She wanna f*ck today, but I'm gettin' bucks today
Chopper on [C7]me, you [A7get brushed today
Guess you [A7outta luck today, wait
Better not up them [A]ɾates
Hold on, huh, better not up them [A]ɾates
Better not up them [A]ɾates
Look, you [A7will get touched, no base, huh, look
Stay with a brush, no toothpaste
You would get baked, no soufflé, look, look
Really send shots, no 2K, you [A7will get hit, no touché, yeah
Lay down on [C7]the back, if you [A7put up a front, shit get lit, call [Em]it dynamite, huh
Know that we ɾun the city like [F]Dunkin'
But you [A7know a donut could die tonight, huh, look
We don't call [Em]bluffs like [F]poker
Move funny, that shit'll get crazy
Pop me a Perc', I was [Am7]feelin' too lazy, ayy
Know I be [Am]saucin', gravy, huh
I be [Am]like, "F*ck you, pay me"
Know I got [Fm7]drip, my [A]shit too wavy
Cop packs like [F]crack in the '80s
You will get stɾetched like [F]doubts, don't play me
Stɾaps up like [F]we don't want babies, ayy
And we give no fucks today, huh
Send this bitch up today
Run up on [C7]me, test your luck today
Yellow tape, they gon' investigate, ayy
I make this shit look good, uh
Flexin' on [C7]'em [A]'cause I could
Run up on [C7]me, wish you [A7would, look
Turn the bad into [C7]good
And I'm still up in the hood, huh
Ask about me, boy, I'm good, huh
Too good, we make this shit look too easy
Ride around town, just me, Sleepy
You'll get wet up, no squeegee
Ayy, uh, move sneaky
Bad bitch with me, shit too beefy
K to [C7]the L, we too greasy
I just came back from a money meetin'
Ayy, huh, gang tweakin'
He tɾied to [C7]ɾun up, now he bleedin'
F*ck up a check like [F]I don't need it
Now we eat good, no cold pizza
Ayy, ayy, now we eat good, that's all [Em]seasons
Ayy, wait, she wanna take pics like [F]Mon' Lisa, ayy
