[Chorus: Gunna]
I want this shit for forever
I wan' be rich, I can fly any weather, I'm tryna piece it together
I hit the bro, "Sit up like, bro, keep your head up, you know we gon' push like a pedal"
Beat up they block like they one of the opps, and we givin' them rock, heavy metal
Rockstars, guitars, I'm him
Southside, you gotta be trim
A top, I'm rockin' the brim (Uh)
Too sloppy, I got her a bib (Uh)
These forty below Louis Timbs (Uh)
Their diamonds is cloudy and dim
We cuffin' that ho like a shrimp (Uh)
Lil' bro got that ho in a DM
[Verse: Offset]
I'm gettin' money like the Carter's (Carter's)
Two hunnid K on the gems (Two hunnid)
I'm havin' sons, I'm like fathers (Fathers)
Gotta be blindin', can't see 'em (Blind)
Ballin', hangin' on the rim (Ball)
I'm on the ass like Skims (Skims)
Pausal, you are not him (Pause)
Caution, we takin' off limbs (Caution)
Pateks, got it on stock (Patek)
The backends, I got 'em off top (The backends)
Tap in, we sendin' off shot (Tap in)
I crop the top like it's raw (Raw)
You playin' both sides, you ended up gettin' his toes tied up
Young nigga so fried, they pull up on you like it's roadside, yeah (Fried)
We can go courtside, just hop in the Rolls-Royce and ghost ride (Ghost)
She wanna boast about it, make sure you're not bein' a ho about it (Ho)
Tiffany rose, exotic, this one they don't even show society (Tiffany)
We coast to coast in private (Private)
Rockin' Rick Owens on islands (Phew)
[Chorus: Gunna]
I want this shit for forever
I wan' be rich, I can fly any weather, I'm tryna piece it together
I hit the bro, "Sit up like, bro, keep your head up, you know we gon' push like a pedal"
Beat up they block like they one of the opps, and we givin' them rock, heavy metal
Rockstars, guitars, I'm him
Southside, you gotta be trim
A top, I'm rockin' the brim (Uh)
Too sloppy, I got her a bib (Uh)
These forty below Louis Timbs (Uh)
Their diamonds is cloudy and dim
We cuffin' that ho like a shrimp (Uh)
Lil' bro got that ho in a DM
[Open Verse]
[Chorus: Gunna]
I want this shit for forever
I wan' be rich, I can fly any weather, I'm tryna piece it together
I hit the bro, "Sit up like, bro, keep your head up, you know we gon' push like a pedal"
Beat up they block like they one of the opps, and we givin' them rock, heavy metal
Rockstars, guitars, I'm him
Southside, you gotta be trim
A top, I'm rockin' the brim (Uh)
Too sloppy, I got her a bib (Uh)
These forty below Louis Timbs (Uh)
Their diamonds is cloudy and dim
We cuffin' that ho like a shrimp (Uh)
Lil' bro got that ho in a DM
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