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Cook that shit up Quay 

Yeah yeah yeah 

Yeah yeah yeah 

I'm 'bout to lift off 

Always with the guys, never picking sides 

New crib big as fuck, you should see inside 

Four car garage, you can pick a ride 

Everything I say facts, these niggas tellin' lies 

I been heatin' up, I'm 'bout to lift off 

I been heatin' up, I'm 'bout to lift off 

In the studio all day, I turn my flip off 

YSL jean jacket, I be dripped out 

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Mama couldn't pay the rent so we got kicked out 

Now her living room plush, I pay the rent now 

Got a million in my bank account, I'm lit now 

Redbone from overseas getting dick now 

I put VVS on my teeth, I put VVS on my bitch 

I put VVS on my kids, niggas can't do the shit that I did 

Signed for a two million dollar deal, I put a half a mil on my crib 

Man this trap shit really real, I ain't been rapping for a year 

My lil niggas in the cut throwing gang signs 

I been running with the guys, I got mob ties 

Keep my shooters in the house, they don't come outside 

Ain't sleepin' 'til we eatin', ain't letting shit slide 

Always with the guys, never picking sides 

New crib big as fuck, you should see inside 

Four car garage, you can pick a ride 

Everything I say facts, these niggas tellin' lies 

I been heatin' up, I'm 'bout to lift off 

I been heatin' up, I'm 'bout to lift off 

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In the studio all day, I turn my flip off 

YSL jean jacket, I be dripped out 

I was just sittin' in the prison but I'm rich now 

Thinking 'bout the time I wasted, I bust my wrist down 

Seven-figure young nigga no more licks now 

But if he sweet I want it all, I make him get down 

My sisters ain't gotta worry, my niggas ain't gotta learn 

My system filled up with syrup, I'ma keep poppin' these percs 

Told my label I quit trappin', hope they know that was a joke 

Told my plug I'm never quitting, he can bring another load 

I put Fear of God on my jacket, put Givenchy on my coat 

Every now and then I still fuck a 

rachet, it's just somethin' 'bout her throat 

I'm a god in my hood, give them young niggas hope 

Put a mil up in case I ain't never goin' broke 

Always with the guys, never picking sides 

New crib big as fuck, you should see inside 

Four car garage, you can pick a ride 

Everything I say facts, these niggas tellin' lies 

I been heatin' up, I'm 'bout to lift off 

I been heatin' up, I'm 'bout to lift off 

In the studio all day, I turn my flip off 

YSL jean jacket, I be dripped out