[Produced by J. Oliver]
[Hook]
All we do is flex
On that steroids, b**h watch that money stretch
Never knew nothin', I'm stuntin' cause I'm on
Pilot turned around and he asked me where I'm goin'
I told him
f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes
f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes
I told him
f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes
f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes
I told him
[Verse 1]
f** away from these n***as, f** away from these hoes
I be gone off that liquor, I would've made about eight figures
Got my main b**h, my top back, my good badge I got that
I want that I cop that, my money good I don't hide that
Got grip on my lap and my roof on my back
Ride, strapped from the east to the
West side
Clear port my Lear', f** boys out there
Spendin' stash like huh, on these drawers I wear
In them cars I don't test drive, a strap by my bedside
I dump off like bedtime, broads I get head shine
Straight off top, my dog lick off shot
Talkin' chopper sound n***a, lift up a whole block
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[Verse 2]
Counting cash sound like the sweetest song I ever heard
I ain't talk about no cars, I ain't talk about no kilos
Where I'm from just dope fiends, no motherf**in' heroes
My shades up, my tints up, my toes down, my heads up
I ain't never pulled my legs up, now my team's strong my bread's up
My drug dealers, pimps, k**ers all up in here
Chinchillas, car dealer I be all up in there
And ain't no n***a showed me how to move, had to learn though
Now I'm gettin' money fast, watch n***as burn slow
Coke boys we mobbin', bad hoes be lovin'
Just a bunch of young n***as thuggin', Montana
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