[Intro]
They have faith in the n***a, no
They just want to ride the wave with the n***a, no
[Verse 1]
But we gon' drown [?] no debating that
I be quick to run the score up like I'm padding stats
I'm getting back to watch this sh** come fast
And I be “damn, I'm on my last”
‘Member momma getting mad, found out I was skipping cla**
But that GER don't pay like GSE, so it was that
Pops saying “son be patient, you got hung up on some cash
But let me hear you with them sh**s, then boy you know that that's your a**”
And I'm like “pops, relax. You know I ain't on that”
Then hang the phone up grab some mac
I'm finna shoot to cap too many n***as
Plotting God a watch my f**ing back
But them CC's coming soon, yeah you know I plotted this for that
Used to make the honor roll now they on it when I roll
Mobbing with my f**ing hoes
[Hook]
Cooling, but in stealth mode
Double C I can't go, no
God bless the child that can hold his own sh**
They can't stand to see me gleam, but they ride my f**ing dick
Cooling, but in stealth mode
Double C I can't go, no
God bless the child that can hold his own sh**
They can't stand to see me gleam, but they ride my f**ing dick
[Verse 2]
Now we been out here all day trynna get it, scrape it up
I been calling all my plays like I'm coaching from the court
[?] said you want the beamer
Got it then it break the fork
But I been stacking with the team, like I think this sh** might work
She want parts of our world, I might give her a** that work
Told her put it in her pants cause ya know they check ya shirt
Stay my a** on 43 with the work I never swerve
Glock texts with the beam like we going through the purp
Never missing, got to show them what the f** this f**ing lane's about
All about precision like a f**ing pitcher at the mound
Either you support it or you gonna be a witness now
Got your b**h all on me she be calling when she kick you out
Asking what I mix some sh** that driving dedication
Now I never send the addy steady sending my location
Will spark sh**?
I don't know
Don't catch no feelings, just f** and go
And we gon' smoke ‘til we off ten toes
Keep telling each other we gon' be good
But don't it feel good just to smoke in the hood
b**h I'm relaxed cause I know it's my hood
[Outro]
They have faith in a n***a, no
They just want to ride the wave with the n***a, no