Intro

Zino Records!

My nigga Nines

This is like a little warm up yanna

Lets go in

Trapstar lifestyle

Getting dressed in Armani, no more Nike now

Me and Jazz stepping on the cocaine

For the bricks, leave you neckless like my gold chain

I see my competition, it's looking like I'm next to blow

Walk in my room you'd think I was an eskimo

Double-O stash, got the gun by the car door

I shoot a rapper in the face, call it star wars

Soon had a mansion by the lake, Aston on the driveway, private plate

Still pull up on block, give the kids change

Gonna be rich forever cah I flip 'caine

Niggas wanna kill me, so I roll with my nickname

Bitches be staring at the Rolly when I switch lanes

I don't just flip dank

The other day I gave my nigga more pebbles than the bottom of a fish tank

Thinking should I wear the Rolly or the AP

Cut a nigga twice, no cake free

Billin' blue cheese, distribute keys

Most the olders are washed but there's still a few G's

Even before I been the pound, I wouldn't start a new team

I swear I never snitch Wallahi hudeen

I lost a lot of P, but I never give up hope

Now I turn a bills into a mill off of whipping coke

So I ain't gonna have to trap real soon

For my chain in the sky, brighter than a full moon

Never rate a nigga cah they got the latest whip

I'm doing major flips, I need eighty bricks

Too much P's for a Nike box

Pull out the strap, make you freeze like my ice watch

Fuck a freestyle, connect on speed dial, you should see the crop

Looking like a green mile

The smartest trapstars look broke

I don't know how to make dinner but I can cook coke

Decided to rap, they implied I was wack

Now I'm like a train crashing, straight fire on the track

I wasn't intending to spray the Nine

Just before I hit him, he saw my bracelet shine

That nigga Nines got a brave heart

All I do is grind, never been to a skate park

The Church Road Saviour you know!

Niggas act like they don't know

Shout out my nigga AC mains

Productions mad (One Arda)

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