419

Wait, wait, wait I'm in the 9, uh huh 419, I'm with my guys 419, I'm in the 9 Aye, I'm in the 9 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm in the nine, with my guys, and we bout to ride Counting these O's, no cheerios, living the sweet life Yeah I'm on deck, I'm up next, time for the Suite Life I thank god, I got a job, don't live the street life Don't live no street life I had to say it twice But still on the streets at night Dancing in the moon light I ignore these opps cause they just wanna live this life I just doubled up my gwaup and didn't think twice I'm in the 419, ain't no place that I can't find You could hop inside, we could go for a ride My brothers roll deep, going down a thousand feet I need that number 9, posted up on my jeans I'm in the 419, ain't no place that I can't find You could hop inside, we could go for a ride My brothers roll deep, going down a thousand feet I need that number 9, posted up on my jeans I need that number 9, posted up on my jeans I need that triple 9, playing it on repeat I remember days when I was feeling down bad I had to put it to the side and focus on my bag Mixing it up like scientist, I'm in the lab like chemist Magic Houdini, I'm granting your wish You want it, I buy it, I'm serving a dish She think I'm a genie how I grant her ever wish These girls be going crazy think they need a therapist Think they need a therapist, going in need scholarships I don't need no therapist, but I may need a pharmacist Mind be going back and forth, Katie Perry hot and cold You won't catch me looking old, money long its growing mold Now Imma always win, and you always gone lose Can't always pick and choose, if you follow the rules Living lavish had to take the risk to get here Party every night now like we saying cheers I'm in the 419, ain't no place that I can't find You could hop inside, we could go for a ride My brothers roll deep, going down a thousand feet I need that number 9, posted up on my jeans I'm in the 419, ain't no place that I can't find You could hop inside, we could go for a ride My brothers roll deep, going down a thousand feet I need that number 9, posted up on my jeans