Young Purpp - Supreme lyrics

(part 1) Aye, I got a bad bihh in my crib Smokin pens I be with the click I got hella colors my red be on dat drip Drizzy in the cut look at my wrist I bounce on my chopper Wit the hunnid k**as you know how we comin I got a private plane Got a thick bihh in LA Got a backwood next to my cake You can't stack no bands I know you can't money make TINT fishy lake, steak plate n***as be sum snakes, sum crazy fakes Catch me out in my uber make yo a** run like a track race Say I ain't makin cash but watch me drop a mixtape So I got a Glock, bihh on the block I'm never finna stop On a money mission, yo bands drop I ain't got time eye on my g shock Got a uzi, bad bihh in the Jacuzzi You know how we movin Bustin moves and we on the block And we f**ing boolin (hook) I be with my team and we posted on block, ( Pra pra ) I be so supreme in my rari I'm getting top, ( skrr skrr ) I be with my team and we posted on the block, ( pra pra ) (part 2) I'm back at it, I got two akimbo macs in Bihh blastin, stay straped wit automatics H20 lean aquatic I'm just countin digits like this mathematics I'm just stackin So I be on the trap, in my house Tryna come up on a stack Free out Kodak Black, Yung Mac Me and BHE we back to back Sellin em cheap I got ziplock packs Take it back to the crib we backtrack See me posted smoking dope I know y'all n***as p**y you don't want no smoke Me and the team make y'all look like sum jokes I'm just sellin white, tryna flex my coke Think I'ma choke, I'm makin bands in the rap game I'm on a million dollar road Think you bout my flexin But I'm bout dat action, and you cent finessin Why the f** you in my section Treat the beat like a reverant So I'm getting it, I be kickin it All these bricks I'm flippin it I got lean bottles so I'm sippin it Redish bihh so I'm k**in it, We rippin it In my rari so I'm whippin it On the block pimpin it, On the radio I be spittin it We winnin bihh, feelin like a million Aye aye, so lets get it I be with my team, we got all this lean Y'all boys tryna match BHE, But we getting cream Countin benjis in my pocket got hella green Shake it em them jeans Shorty just lean, I get them long a** beams Shawty Ashley my queen, she all I feen Skrr skrr, I'm on a money mission I remember old days JayDxt ambition Take her to da m and we got ambition Take it to muvico we got admission Got bands in my checklist, I deposit If I see it on the wall I cop it, o I rob it Get the Glock and co*k it Bihh I'm posted up wit my team and we rock it Got deep pockets Bihh mockin, she jockin Ain't no runnin ain't no flockin, we bombin On dat lawsh**, jawsh**, bombs drip k**in it, can't match my sh** Ratchet hoes think they slick Bitt, call him rick, hotline on the sh** Pop pop Glocks poppin off Bihh me and my team we off Lets get it 6 god drop soon Hotbox off, and Young Purpp lockin off On the lambo car Pull up on the boulevard Stuntin hard Pluggin ashton mars, zip full of kush Sellin bars, sellin darts, Glock beam at his jar LJ in the cut go hard, make it real far Pullin racks in the car, longest spit go far So I said f** an opp, never stop Got hoes juicing in my rari box Clock, never stop, tick tock Head red dot Got stance on my socks Gucci all I rock (hook) I be with my team and we posted on block, ( Pra pra ) I be so supreme in my rari I'm getting top, ( skrr skrr ) I be with my team and we posted on the block, ( pra pra )