[Intro]
(ayrtn tag)
Yeah yeah, uh
(Uh!)
[Chorus]
Sipping on my maggy
Step up on my shoes
I’ll get to double tappy
Niggas funny, ha ha ha
They come like Eddie Caddie
All you niggas fassy, talking wasseen, (ooh)
All these niggas preeing on my fasheen, (ooh)
After the show, hop up in a cabby, cool
Man I got the tooly in my handbag, (yeah)
Strap up with the bible in my handbag, yeah
[Bridge]
Man I step with caution, ‘cos I can’t lack
I’m in the Bahamas, bitch I’m stepping on some white sand, (damn)
I can’t see nobody through these shades man
I invest my money, make my money do a payback, (yeah)
You better do it different, or you fade out
Bitch it’s summer time, I’m tryna shine, I got my fade out, yеah
I don’t watch nobody but my own arse
Cracking on this fake security, I had to bypass, yеah
[Verse 2]
Niggas thinking that it’s sweet
Ain’t shit sweet ‘round here
My baby got brown hair
Big packs of the loud here
Talk shit but I don’t care
No beard, cute boy
Cute boy, so I make noise
Yeah I’ve been snaked so I’m paranoid
I can’t fuck, with you, anymore
Nigga shit like number two
My bitch, she bad and rude
My shit, hot like soup
On fruit loops, make loops
I cannot fuck with you niggas
I get to the figures
I be chilling with the gang (gang gang)
[Verse 3]
Cute watch on my wrist
I let it gliss, that’s a light ten
If I don’t like you, then, you’ll know that
I don’t beg friend
Money talks in the passy’ of N4’s Mercedes
Couldn’t care about your feelings
I’m just tryna get paid g
And I’m chillin’ with AA, D3, 5H
I had jawns from Bebo, MSN, MySpace
You got bands, I’ll take that
Bad one, got her waist snatched
Slave trade, payback
White airs, lace dat
(Uh)
[Chorus]
Sipping on my maggy
Step up on my shoes
I’ll get to double tappy
Niggas funny, ha ha ha
They come like Eddie Caddie
All you niggas fassy, talking wasseen, (ooh)
All these niggas preeing on my fashion, (ooh)
After the show hop up in a cabby, cool
Man I got the tooly in my handbag, (yeah)
Strap up with the bible in my handbag
[Verse 4]
Me, my niggas strapping, we ain’t lackin
And she looking nice you know I’m finna blow her back in, yeah
I’m a paper boy, I get them racks in
Make it bang like cillit, and I make it do a backspin (yeah yeah)
Diamonds shining on me, chandelier
Used to be down bad, now I just wipe away the tears
Cheers!
All my niggas chillin’ over here
I got water on me, you can catch me by the pier, yeah
[Bridge]
Man I step with caution ‘cos I can’t lack
I’m in the Bahamas bitch I’m stepping on some white sand, damn
I can’t see nobody through these shades man
I invest my money, make my money do a payback, yeah
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