Ja Morant

My wrist clean my whip dirty My grip clean my bitch dirty I get mean and that bitch heard me Nine with beams and that stick thirty I got the chopper I got the glock I'll let it pop you I let it pop You want to get signed or you want to get shot I don't say much they're chatting a lot Talk gangsta then they want rat on the spot I'm about the breesh, money, capital, guap I need a lil uzi I just wanna rocket They gon try to do me I got it I locked in Fit probably kill them wait to see the profit My wrist clean my whip dirty My grip clean my bitch dirty I get mean and that bitch heard me Nine with beams and that stick thirty I got the chopper I got the glock I'll let it pop you I let it pop You want to get signed or you want to get shot You don't need that No, you need your pockets Swelled up fat nigga feed the process I'm speaking facts niggas speak nonsense And keep a strap I got to keep mine since Everyone actually on that mob shit Running around acting like it's no options That shit mean when these niggas learn They gonna get creamed or gonna get sturdy See what this mean or get discouraged It is rich dreams versus bitch worries I brought the bag in shit never stop I need the back ends I need the pot I back some brand new shit out the lot Uh yea I said you would see me on top Uh yea I had to go VV the rocks Uh my life is a movie in my head, of course Uh yea I had to three D my thoughts That shit mean when these niggas learn They gonna get creamed or gonna get sturdy See what this mean or get discouraged It is rich dreams versus bitch worries You can get more or you can get nada You can get Payless you can get Prada You gonna need paychecks, you gonna need product Niggas might snitch so heat them up lava Niggas might schnitzel speaking about rada Nigga get smoked like the weed in my grabba Niggas gonna choke up quick when it's grind time Lying ass niggas tell the truth everytime I'm speaking from experience from my time But now my wrist clean my whip dirty My grip clean my bitch dirty I get mean and that bitch heard me Nine with beams and that stick thirty I got the chopper I got the glock I'll let it pop you I let it pop You want to get signed or you want to get shot I don't say much they're chatting a lot Talk gangsta, then they want rat on the spot I'm about the breesh, money, capital, guap I need a lil uzi I just wanna rocket They gon try to do me I got it I locked in Fit probably kill them wait to see the profit