770

Always name droppin we don't hear what you was talkin bout We was never listenin, we was never in the house Back in 06 them DJs had us tryna walk it out Now I smoke to rick James ashin all on yo couch nigga f*ck yo house Big homie came through tryna run game on yo spouse She just really wanna know fame She don't wanna even know the game guess I'll play I'm the controlla baby All this shit come full circle baby I see you been fuckin wit irkles lately Y'all be so flexed up like a wrestler Ridin round in yo rented up, Tesla Swear you better than us Better than who You ain't even better than me Or better than you I did what you niggas can't do Sleep on ya self wit the xans in the booth Im plottin on ruling the world wit my crew We doin everything you couldn't do Stock risin so we on the move Gooogle maps straight to the moon This ain't a wave this a monsoon Turnin the whip to a carpool VVs VVs VVs F*ck all yo chains they from cvs We live in the A like it's TBS To do what you couldn't do I do what you wouldn't do (7 7 to the 0) Shoutout to the 404 You ain't gotta run and tell nobody niggas already know And yeen really gettin paper Paid and full shit call me Mitch the money maker So in lust wit the drug life, fashion clothes And groupie hype you can't take with you when you die You out here sleeping on yo slice of life, we creepin at yo window take yo Apple pie