[Chorus]

Yea yea

Hop in that stick shift don’t know what he talking bout

Walk wit a hunnid , don’t know what he talking bout

Walk out that bitch I walk wit a 100 thou

Drive in that bitch I drive about a 100 miles

Sippin that drank I sip bout a 100 ounce

Speak on some shit you ain’t even though about

Aye

Imma just go to Japan

I do not care about yo man’s

Cuz he don’t got him a grand

Book me a flight to france

I do not go many friends

Hit my dance , yea nigga

I just do money dance

Okay hit my side bitch then I go

Do this shit in silence don’t let ‘em know

[Verse 1]

Show love to the gang I’m throwing up 4’s

My name is not Messi but I’m scoring goals

I’m scoring goals in this bitch

I’m at the top , yea I stay getting rich

That nigga a thief he stay hitting licks

My name is not Owen’s but I’m still rocking ricks

She stay on the line cuz hеr boyfriend a prick

Racheal a thot she stay suckin dick

Put that boy in thе field I put ‘em in the mix

Niggas be ass like the New York Knicks

Hey

I ain’t playing for Norte dame

Can’t fuck wit these hoes, cuz these hoes they be the same

Can’t fuck wit these niggas, cuz these niggas be some lames

Fuck up out my way , nigga we not the same gang

[Chorus]

Yea yea

Hop in that stick shift don’t know what he talking bout

Walk wit a hunnid , don’t know what he talking bout

Walk out that bitch I walk wit a 100 thou

Drive in that bitch I drive about a 100 miles

Sippin that drank I sip bout a 100 ounce

Speak on some shit you ain’t even though about

Aye

Imma just go to Japan

I do not care about yo man’s

Cuz he don’t got him a grand

Book me a flight to france

I do not go many friends

Hit my dance , yea nigga

I just do money dance

Okay hit my side bitch then I’m gone

Do this shit in silence don’t let ‘em know

[Verse 2]

Don’t let know , that nigga a bitch that nigga a hoe

I don’t love her no more bitch get off my phone

B-bitch im a saint I can’t do no wrong

F-fuck you bitch I ain’t singing no song

This that north east weather, we ain’t rocking garçons

Need a 5 star bitch like Rachel Ziegler

Bitch fine as hell, but she ain’t Rachel Ziegler

Nigga talking that shit, but that nigga ain’t better

I’m in this bitch, I can change up the weather

You is a bitch, you better stay in lane

Trash ass cookies from pokimane

I ain’t buying that shit fuck pokimane

Stop all that crying we ain’t dying today

Nigga my opp that nigga gon get sprayed

Fuck is you saying, y’all niggas OD

Don’t speak on my name, you niggas don’t know me

I’m in the spot, bitch I’m in the lobby

You talking that shit, but you know where I be

That nigga he know better, he ain’t coming at me

I’m like a chameleon, I hide in the trees

Snipe at a opp, my niggas gon feast

[Chrous]

Yea yea

Hop in that stick shift don’t know what he talking bout

Walk wit a hunnid , don’t know what he talking bout

Walk out that bitch I walk wit a 100 thou

Drive in that bitch I drive about a 100 miles

Sippin that drank I sip bout a 100 ounce

Speak on some shit you ain’t even though about

Aye

Imma just go to Japan

I do not care about yo man’s

Cuz he don’t got him a grand

Book me a flight to france

I do not go many friends

Hit my dance , yea nigga

I just do money dance

Go

Homicide, Homicide, Homicide, Homicide, Homicide

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