007 (feat. MilMigl, Ben Solo & MYB Rome)

I'm coming with this heat If she sip on my cup, she gon' give me the dose She know what I do and she know what I'm on Too many bitches, but I need me some more Talkin' bout business, don't hit on my phone Countin' bands in the back of the Benz, really focused You stab me in the back, but I ain't lacking no more Feel like Sasuke, I run through the forest and more Hit the button, I'm cool, we fly off, then we go Don't f*ck with the fake, he move funny an impostor I see through the disguise, boy, your diamonds ain't blind Can't copy the drip when I'm OG of style Clean the slime off your nose before it get too vile I been payin' my dues, stackin' up and deposits You know I ain't no fool, keep it up in your comments All my brothers keep tools on their sets, shoot like rockets Leave your head screen loose, take the nut off your socket She got white on her nose, so she lit in a party All my niggas got smoke, so don't get lit right here 30, bitch all up on me, now she's lovin' all on me Me and the squad goin' crazy, man, shout out to June Baby, watch how I'm swaggin', yeah, you know I got 30 And you know you so dirty when I'm sippin' up muddy All these niggas all on me, now they wanna ride this wave Cause they can't keep up to date Woke up and I slapped a 30 in the stick today Ran up and I hit the opp and I promise they didn't see my face Woke up and I was like, damn, I gotta go get me some cake When I feel it down, I bust me some rubber bands, I feel okay Pour me some drink, I'm feelin' good I know I'm gon' shine like a chain, I wanna cash out on the Wraith I'm runnin' in bands up, can I get some space If you did me wrong, don't try to come back, it's too late Bitch, we high, finna blow like a tank, we trap when it's late You stayin' inside, where is safe Bullets hot, get a f*ck, nigga, bake I'ma shoot at your face, better watch what you say Trappin' I just slapped a G today Trappin' I ain't had no other way Really come from the struggle Since a youngin' learned to hustle All this pain made me humble Puttin' in work, I got that muscle Said she wanna rock with a real one Told her come and rock while I dump this pack I can't show you no real love If you wanna rock, we gotta get this cash Money on my mind, I gotta get these racks Killin' shit, they be like, run it back Gettin' money, gotta get it fast Shooters with me and they quick to blast If she sip on my cup, she gon' give me the dose Know what I'm doin', she know what I'm on Too many bitches, but I need me some more Talkin' bout business, don't hit on my phone Countin' bands in the back of the Benz, really focused You stab me in the back, but I ain't lackin' no more Feel like Sasuke, I run through the forest and more Hit the button, I'm cool, we fly off, then we go Don't f*ck with the fake, he move funny an impostor I see through the disguise, boy, your diamonds ain't blind Can copy the drip when I'm OG of style Clean the slime off your nose before it get too vile I been payin' my dues, stackin' up and deposits You know I ain't no fool, keep it up in your comments All my brothers keep tools on their sets, shoot like rockets Leave your head screen loose, take the nut off your socket