[Intro]
And everywhere we go, we flossin'
Designer on my clothes for my losses
Wax on, wax off, where the bartender?
I can get a hundred strong like we marching
(Southside)
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
Okay, okay
[Chorus]
Big ups, okay
You big struck, okay
Big love, okay
Chicken, okay
Killer, okay
Millions, okay
Dealer, okay
Scrilla, okay
Money, okay
Power, okay
Bad bitches, okay
Cowards, no way
We deep, we rage
Rollie, pollie
AP, ice age
Yeah
[Verse]
Get on my level, ho
She need et cetera (Yeah)
I'm gettin' this cheddar, ho (Yeah)
Pack the beretta, ho (What?)
Adderall, Adderall (Yeah)
Love you, but still won't call (Yeah)
I don't fuck with Rich Quan (Yeah)
I fuck with rest of 'em though (What?)
We ready (What?), we ready (Yeah)
Get fettuccine (What?), with lettuce (Yeah)
When it relay, you can't go stay
Let the wrist dance, bet that bitch gay
I got me some Pirelli’s, 'bout to put it inside of some slicks
I come in this bitch with the chains like slave ships
I come in, I'm drippin', got ice on my ankles, I fuck with my slatt
I come in, I'm drippin', got ice on my ankles, I fuck with my slatt
Money just comin' in way too fast, these niggas gon' trade
I was just fuckin' on niggas bitches as soon as I got next
We didn't need half the support, we want the streets instead
I could've bought a resort, but I spent it on red
[Pre-Chorus]
And everywhere we go, we flossin'
Designer on my clothes for my losses
Wax on, wax off, where the bartender?
I can get a hundred strong like we marching
[Chorus]
Big ups, okay
You big struck, okay
Big love, okay
Chicken, okay
Killer, okay
Millions, okay
Dealer, okay
Scrilla, okay
Money, okay
Power, okay
Bad bitches, okay
Cowards, no way
We deep, we rage
Rollie pollie
AP, icey
Yeah
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