Often

[Intro]

We're live, we're live, we're live, we're live, we're live

We're live, we're live

Bare chattings, but time will tell, you get me

Bare gassin' on the machine as well, they know

My manna get banged, mh-mm

I-I-I love Chris Rich

Eugh, listen

[Verse 1]

We pop champagne in the club 'cause the lifestyle used to be horrid

Uptown bitch in a five star nightgown givin' me knowledge, supply downs need new foreigns

Better tuck away your porky, my broskis are blacked on black, got my city like Gotham (Eugh)

Skip the bat, man step with my jewels, I rock them (Mhm)

Blood, he's a joker, my nigga got them (Whoosh)

Tell them young gunners "Come 'round and flex with the goons", I'll bust them

I'll bust them

Top hit on my plate, fuck fame, on my bruce, I'll chop them, that ain't a problem (Braoh)

Had enough of Amiri jeans, I still drop them (Rah)

I want Chrome Hearts, Corteiz, Celine, all Yves Saint drip, but I already copped them

She want tug love, come and be with a boss then

[Chorus]

Boass up in a backroad, straight out of Compton