[Verse 1: Dillon Cooper]
Pull up in the candy painted Caddy
Yeah I'm feelin gold
NEW YORK CITY daily chiefers
We smoke like some Seminoles
Never do I ever put the p**y on a pedestal
Get it wet and let it rain
Say I'm cold
I let it snow
Momma told me count my money
Two times just to double check
If it's short you're catchin wreck
Judo chop you in your neck
R-A-D We be the set
No time for pseudo fools yo
Yep my aura glowin
Youre magnetized
To my lavish soul
THAT'S protocol
If you didn't know
Ya foolish ho
Dash just copped 2 bottles of that Dusse so we Finna go
(Yuu Feel Me Bro)??
Got a zippy for the lo...
Of that OOK
My Guy..
Indigo soul
Don't f** with the blow
Furious
Say you sus
Then yoU food my Guy?
(That's Real sh**)
Ya Feel Me?
Got a bad b**h
That I met on tour
s** my dick real good....
Grow her own weed...
Understand her role know to keep it LowKey
Bottom b**h
Eyes Of The World
f** that n***a
Got eyes on your girl
That's that Pimp sh** boy
You Elliot Spitzer
I own yo b**h
Call me Jason Itzler
[Chorus 1: Dillon Cooper]
Charge it to the game
If I took her
I ain't meant to
I ain't tryna wife her up
I just call her when I need to
Charge it to the Game
I ain't pay for half the sh** I wearin
Looking n***as always staring
Man I still ain't never caring
Charge it to the game
Woooah
Wooooah
Woooah
Woooah (repeat 3x)
Woah Woah
You don't even know
[Verse 2: Dillon Cooper]
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say but nothing comes out when they move they lips
Some foolish sh**
I just play it cool
Like Ferris Beuller kid
(Uuh)
Boom I'm the bomb
Boutta blow this sh** up
Tell her break it down
Shawty roll that sh** up
Weed smoke sour diesel
Eyes low got me looking
Like A chino
Royal 1s kicks
I'm a king
Asian shawtys named Ming
Ball up n***a my
Jeans is balmain
Since day 1 I Been
Off the chain
Catch that fade
If you want
Come correct
My uppercut
Attention deficit
Stone cold stunner
3:16
Give them nightmares
n***as wish they had dreams
WuTang Told me get that cream proper
Brooklyn n***as
Style of a Shotta
Cooper n***a crown heights
k**a gotcha
Got them hiding all they
b**hes In The closet
Telling their man
That it's girls Night
But she's in my crib my
Getting it poppin'
Shes a nympho
All she need is that InDo
You feel me bro?
She love me cause I'm RAD
Lungs green
Off that THC
n***as know I stay F-L-Y
Til I D-I-E
Raptor on my chest that P-H-C
Steeze O-D
Yound Zeus
G-O-D
Super saiyan
Of that smoke
I go D-B-Z
Coop k**a
Told y'all
That I got the key
Break banks down n***as ain't stoppin me
Pay up
[Chorus 2: Dillon Cooper]
Charge it to the game
If I took her
I ain't meant to
I ain't tryna wife her up
I just call her when I need to
Charge it to the Game
I ain't pay for half the sh** I'm wearin
Looking n***as always staring
Man I still ain't never caring
Charge it to the game
Woooah
Wooooah
Woooah
Woooah (repeat 3x)
Woah Woah
You don't even know