Pit Stop (feat. $peek-EZ)

Wait all y'all niggas look the same Designer everything but can't dress y'all looking lame Imma claim it nigga imma flame y'all niggas Using daddy's money for a fake chain nigga And for me i dont need anything Just the music my loves And my brothers through the pain But imma pit stop for a fit cop always need it No three stripes adidas Always checking my shit No one matching my swag No one touching my snacks We on the come up can't relax Moving forward can't look back Now who that i'm peekin on the tv That's Travis on the screen And he got the antidote I'm going off like Denzel on a speedboat Im tryna get a payroll Y'all niggss know the dealio And put it in the bank hoe Tired of seeing zeros Focus on the grind ain't no time playing hero I f*ck on yo hoe then i took her What am i smokin huh gass this is no reggie it's toca Totin big guns no bazooka Bet watch yo back my niggas will stone you medusa The choppa gon eat you like tuna Sipping on grey goose caluah If you talkin that shit then the tooly gone make you go hula My wrist is wet water y'all gonna have to go scuba Uh n i'm w jaeqo Ooh yuh we totin them dracos You niggas can't handle the shit that we poppin off hot as a candle Remember them days i wearing the reebok the hanes n them ugly ass sandles Bitch now i'm rockin balmains solid gold chains n polo on my ankles Ima pit stop for a fit cop you's a lame My rollie tic tock yeah my wrist watch match my chain Yo bitch dick hop for some quick guap i'm ashamed Ima big swap that's yo chick dawg what's her name My fingers inching i'm thumbing through the dough And you say you want that smoke but you typing at yo home And she say she on the instagram but she blowin up my phone We pullin up in minivans these shots bust atcho dome