Lyrics

Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em forget 12, forget SWAT
Bustin' all the bells out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mmh
Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80s
She sucked a dude's soul, gotta Cash App
Told 'em wipe a dude's nose, say slatt, slatt
I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that
And I really wanna know, where you at, at?
I was out back, where the stash at?
Cruise the city in a bulletproof Cadillac (skrrt)
'Cause I know these dudes after where the bag at (yeah)
Gotta move smarter, gotta move harder
Dudes try to get me for my water
I'll lay his ass down on my son, or my daughter
I had the Draco with me, Dwayne Carter
Lotta dudes out here playin', ain't ballin'
I done put my whole arm in the rim, Vince Carter (yeah)
And I know I'll probably get a key for the quarter
Shawty barely seen in double C's, I bought 'em
Got a girl that's looking like Aaliyah, she a model
I got the pink slip, all my whips is key-less
Compton, I'm about to get the key to the city
Patek like the sea, forgive me
Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em forget 12, forget SWAT
Bustin' all the bells out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mmh
Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80s
She sucked that dude's soul, gotta Cash App
Told 'em wipe a dude's nose, say slatt, slatt
I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that
And I really wanna know, where you at, at? Huh
Ha-ha-ha, I been movin' 'em out
If Steelo with me, then he got the blues in the pouch (yeah)
Took her to the forest, put wood in her mouth
Girl don't wear no shoes in my house
The private jet I'm flyin' in, I never wanna fly again
I'll take my chances in traffic (yeah)
She suckin' on dude, no hands with it
I just made the Rollie plain like a landing-strip
I'm a 2020 president candidate
I done put a hundred bands on Zimmerman, stuff
I been movin' real gangsta', so that's why she pick a Crip
Shawty call me Crisco, 'cause I pop my stuff
Got it out the mud, there's nothin' you can tell me, yeah
When I had the drugs, I was street-wealthy, yeah
Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em forget 12, forget SWAT
Bustin' all the bells out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mmh
Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80s
She sucked a dude's soul, gotta Cash App
Told 'em wipe a dude's nose, say slatt, slatt
I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that
And I really wanna know, where you at, at?