2KBABY - Great White lyrics

[Intro] Ooh, ooh Ooh Mm, yeah, yeah, yeah [Pre-Chorus] My ni**as hopin', I tell 'em go crazy My brother stupid, tell him don't have no babies And shoutout Cupid, I'm in love with my baby My mama ruthless, said that she gonna play ​me But fu*k it, it ain't like these b*tches gon' pay me I'm rich as sh*t and watch these b*tches gon' save me My wrist is glistening because of [?] My ni**as listen, do whatever, just pay me [Chorus] Late night, we was over running on the back street Great White, all you lil' ni**as in the back seat Baby, I'm a trapper, let me fu*k you to a fast beat Boy, I'm not a rappеr, all you rappers wanna wrap beef All these lil' b*tchеs wanna about they have me Everybody from the fu*kin' city wanna tag me Runnin' through the money like a motherfu*kin' athlete Yeah, I'm getting rich, about a milly, try and catch me [Verse] Now I got some money, let me show 'em what the bag do Who says the lil' ni**a wanna act cool [?] I had to And you know the sweater costs a rack too Boy I ain't with talkin', I might fu*k around and smack you Catch a ni**a walkin', we gon' whack you, jack you Heard that ni**a stallin', we gon' track you, crack you, hack you Zip up that boy, then we out Only thing I won't die for the clout, I don't know what that sh*t be about I'm like, yeah, yeah On my way to L.A. [?], I ain't left the town I'm like no, no Ride around with a whole lot of rounds So I'm smoking sh*t straight out the pound I'm like, yeah, yeah All my big homies proud, I'm like, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeaj [Pre-Chorus] My ni**as hopin', I tell 'em go crazy My brother stupid, tell him don't have no babies And shoutout Cupid, I'm in love with my baby My mama ruthless, said that she gonna play ​me But fu*k it, it ain't like these b*tches gon' pay me I'm rich as sh*t and watch these b*tches gon' save me My wrist is glistening because of [?] My ni**as listen, do whatever, just pay me [Chorus] Late night, we was over running on the back street Great White, all you lil' ni**as in the back seat Baby, I'm a trapper, let me fu*k you to a fast beat Boy, I'm not a rapper, all you rappers wanna wrap beef All these lil' b*tches wanna about they have me Everybody from the fu*kin' city wanna tag me Runnin' through the money like a motherfu*kin' athlete Yeah, I'm getting rich, about a milly, try and catch me