Released on September 1, 2017

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[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

IAMDDB, 'cause I keep it G, yeah, yeah


[Verse 1]

Put that bitch in the soil, cocaina in the foil

Take your bitch, I'ma suck her in yeyo

Another mill, another Quelo, ey

I'ma take you, I'ma take you

Don't mess around ima replace you

With money and power and bitches

I don't give a fuck, you on my hit-list

Take your bitch, take your wife, take your business

Yeah, yeah


[Chorus]

Like who this little nigga pushin' way up?

I got mils to make you prices you can't pay up

Like ooo, collectin' on my pay checks

Like ooo, I can see you through my Ray Bans

Like ooo, oh you think, you think I'm thinkin' 'bout you

DDB could kill you once but I'ma kill you twice, yeah

Roll my weed, keep my bitch is a main plan

If you gon' fuck with me you in it, we finesse it like

Yeah yeah, cut a throat, maybe 2 maybe more

I don't really know but I gotta go

Operation, operation, take your bitch on vacation

Don't need a hoe, I can't save you

They don't like what they tastin'

No samples, no fake shit


[Verse 2]

I can see you through the faces

Got that Hendrix in my car, Purple rain in my blood

Got the feature, more like I'm the plug, you won't see me in the clubs

Wavy, wavy, wavy baby, I get careless, cautious and crazy

Give a fuck, you can never replace me, even God can't save me

Neither Robb can save me, neither Jeffery or Richard or Nathan

'Cause I been movin' crazy, yeah, smokin' daisies in my doobies, yeah

Is it the money, or is it the bitches? Either way I get both

Can't hit me up, you fuck with the snitches

Can you take it, take it, take it? You finna fake it till you make it

'Cause I be on so much crud, finna make it


[Chorus]

Like who this little nigga pushin' way up?

I got mils to make you price that you can pay up

Like ooo, collectin' on my pay checks

Like ooo, I can see you through my Ray Bans

Like ooo, oh you think, you think I'm thinkin' 'bout you

DDB could kill you once but I'm gon' kill you twice, yeah

Roll my weed, keep my bitch is a main plan

If you gon' fuck with me you in it, we finesse it like

Yeah yeah, cut a throat, maybe 2 maybe more

I don't really know but I gotta go

Operation, operation, take your bitch on vacation

Don't need a hoe, I can't save you

They don't like what they tastin'

No samples, no fake shit


[Outro]

No more fake shit

No more beggin'

I movin' brazy

Yeah ya, I movin' brazy

Yeah ya, fuckin' crazy

Yeah lil bitch, lil bitch

Don't you fuckin' snitch