The grinds on I’m just tryna get the bands in
Take mine and you know we get the hands in
Throw fists and you know that they landing
We stand out Cah you know we can’t stand in
We look good we ain’t ever look stranded
In a coupe top down tunes banged in
The yg’s outside just standing
Round the corner is a yute tryna bank it
With the bro been wizzin in the coupe
Treasure hunt looking for the loot
Pitstop, I gotta get some food
Late night I got a lot to do
Tryna get the bag with my crew
Gotta get it with the crew
Spend a couple hunninds for a shoe
Put a couple Hunnids for on my crew
That's that chick that got rude
We ain’t ever running from you
Bout to hold one up on you
I ain’t even moving no food
But I make bits for my crew
Yeah, she knows I chase up the cheddar
Gucci that’s Louis my sweater
She liking the feel on my leathers
I want a whip want a Tesler
Flexing it round like a wrestler
She knows that I know I impress her
Like diamonds I’m good under pressure
Now she wanna leave with me
Come on bro can’t you see
Tryna go live up my dream
Mansion cribs with my team
With the bro been wizzin in the coupe
Treasure hunt looking for the loot
Pitstop, I gotta get some food
Late night I got a lot to do
Tryna get the bag with my crew
Gotta get it with the crew
Spend a couple hunninds for a shoe
Put a couple Hunnids for on my crew
That's that chick that got rude
We ain’t ever running from you
Bout to hold one up on you
I ain’t even moving no food
But I make bits for my crew