From Time

[Verse] If you tired of losing baby come and join the winning team I'm the whole package baby plus I'm all about my green So fresh so clean Grammy's dancing on me If you hop up in my coupe I can show you what I mean I heard your last nigga didn't really treat you right We can hop up on a jet, maybe even take a flight Got your toes in the sand and the water just right Rose on the rocks and that ass sitting right Smoking on that gas got me high as a kite Yo nigga in my DM, talking crazy, wanna fight If you sock it to my pockets, I can really treat you right We can travel around the world if that's really what you like If the babbies get behind me is you gon' hold that Glock If thе ops get the bussin, is you gon' pop all shots You and me against thе world and this shit ain't gon' stop I'm a daygo made nigga, on his way to the top [Instrumental] [Verse] Thick white bitch ass, look like two pumpkins I'm a real big stepper, I ain't talk about no crumping We can run it up for 90 days,and get it out the slum On my Gary Payton shit, I ain't here without no glove Your last nigga broke baby, he's on some puppy love This ain't hip hop Atlanta. I ain't into matching up We can hit the road and get this chicken We can stack it up I'm the one, not the two, baby, got you choosin' up Water on my bitch, she be on my dick I'ma build you up, baby, just stick to the script I'ma show you how to flip the game on the tricks She got hustle, we ain't fuckin, we just talk about gettin' rich She ain't got no BBL, spent the bag on her tits This ain't Halloween, but you know she stay with them tricks Cartwheel with them bands, she gon' flood out my wrist This the mob over here, goin' hard on the sitch