[Hook]
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
[Post-Hook]
I'm the dope mane, b**hes sniffing c**aine
All my young n***as know that they could always
Call me, call me, call me (always, always)
Call me, call me, call me (always, always)
Call me, call me, call me (always, always)
Call me, call me, call me
(If you see me trouble, b**h)
[Verse 1]
They call me young drug dealer, they call me young thug n***a
24 karats my slugs glitter, 24 years old worth a couple million
Shouts out to my cuz n***as, finna let it fly for my blood n***as
Middle finger up to you f** n***as, if you a trill n***a, then f** with us
n***a dash like a speed of a bullet
With a pistol on him prolly wouldn't even pull it
Heart made of pudding mean mugging with a hoodie like what's goodie
Trying to be the mothaf**a that you couldn't knowing you
Down to let it fly when I shouldn't
All my young n***as they gon' rep it to the fullest
Tell a f** n***a "be you," f** tough be cool
All the young n***as in my crew, they down to let it fly
[Pre-Hook]
For a n***a like me, young n***a like me (They let it fly)
For a n***a like me, young n***a like me (They let it fly)
For a n***a like me, young n***a like me (They let it fly)
For a n***a like me, jiggy young n***a like me (Flex!)
[Hook]
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
[Verse 2]
n***as got rips in they jeans man I started that
Hood by air man I started that
n***as claim they the God of black
Well your name is purple I'm the God of that
Gave you my back n***a pardon that
f** that sh** I brought mobbing back
I brought robbin' back, I brought the Garden back
Motherf** black land I brought Harlem back
Rolling in my Benzo, hoes on the curb a couple of friends
Rolling down my window, yo what's the word, f** it get in
Ride round with these bimbos, she give head to my kin folk
Shout outs my connect though, keep a watch out for them Winslows
Cause the boys gon' creep, D-boys gon' serve
Hoes gone skeet and the V gone swerve
I'mma get by while the world gon' turn
I'mma get mine like you gon' get yours
n***as do the least do when the piece got nerve
n***as in the streets want heat, get burned
Tell a n***a "be you," f** tough be cool
Couple young n***as down with my crew who be done and let it fly
[Pre-Hook]
For a n***a like me, young n***a like me (They let it fly)
For a n***a like me, young n***a like me (They let it fly)
For a n***a like me, young n***a like me (They let it fly)
For a n***a like me, jiggy young n***a like me (Flex!)
[Hook]
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang