[Intro]
Yeah
Kid Wond3r, you made this beat? Damn
Z Money, Chiraq Mogul
b**h, this no Suzuki, yeah
Know how you comin’, n***a, yeah
1-0-1-7
[Chorus]
b**h, this no Suzuki, this a motherf**in’ Harley
Fresh as f** on my side lookin’ like they wanna rob me
F&N so big, I hardly took it, they can’t rob me
Anyway, big Camaro bustin’, this the [?] me
2012, I was cookin’ up with my Ashanti
Sellin’ dope for real, put Ashanti to the luncheon
Trappin’ off my phone, servin’ junkies at the luncheon
Trappin’ off my phone, servin’ junkies at the luncheon
[Verse 1]
Better have that COD, no, we not with the frontin’
Hop up out the vert, I bought this vert off servin’ aunties
12 hundred for my shirt, I one time wear it, I don’t want it
Sell it to [?], my diamonds hittin’ like it is sunny
Better not start trippin’ in this b**h, I got my gun here
Put ten thousand dollars on your head, now you a target
Don’t be lackin’, don’t get k**ed out here tryna get your car fixed
Dealin’ herron, can’t stop [?], so fresh, I had to log it
Beat a brick, get down, want the [?] and then rerock it
Switchin’ up my style, I’m performin’, I need to stop it
Nowadays, I’m stylin’ and all of my diamonds rocky
I hope that n***a got life insurance, I know who shot him
[Chorus]
b**h, this no Suzuki, this a motherf**in’ Harley
Fresh as f** on my side lookin’ like they wanna rob me
F&N so big, I hardly took it, they can’t rob me
Anyway, big Camaro bustin’, this the [?] me
2012, I was cookin’ up with my Ashanti
Sellin’ dope for real, put Ashanti to the luncheon
Trappin’ off my phone, servin’ junkies at the luncheon
Trappin’ off my phone, servin’ junkies at the luncheon
[Verse 2]
I got it, my habits, expensive a** fashion
Expensive a** jacket, coupe color of rabbit
Expensive a** Madden, hop out that b**h saggin’
b**hes always askin’, b**hes always baggin’
Plain rose gold, I thought it was cla**ic
I came from plastic wrappin’, that’s if we talkin’ baggin’
Baking soda, eye it, gotta make sure you measure
The junks say it’s a 9, that’s a perfect tester
[Chorus]
b**h, this no Suzuki, this a motherf**in’ Harley
Fresh as f** on my side lookin’ like they wanna rob me
F&N so big, I hardly took it, they can’t rob me
Anyway, big Camaro bustin’, this the [?] me
2012, I was cookin’ up with my Ashanti
Sellin’ dope for real, put Ashanti to the luncheon
Trappin’ off my phone, servin’ junkies at the luncheon
Trappin’ off my phone, servin’ junkies at the luncheon