McQueen

I walk with a limp on me 'Cause these brand new McQueen's coming straight out the box I'm keeping a stick on me 'Cause a nigga expensive right down to the socks Nigga get blicked we ain't fucking with opps Can't simp for no hoe only here for the top Said we came with that pressure we steppin' on all of y'all The SRT fast how we spin on yo block I said I'm the shit lil bitch Big ass stones on my fist, big ass stones on my wrist These niggas hating it don't even make sense 'Cause I stay by myself I ain't need no bitch I just need my cash, I jus need my chick All these blue strips got em thinking I'm a Crip I just hit a couple licks and that shit came real easy to me I Prada my fashion so pardon my drip I'm fucking up my liver, got all this Codeine in my system Watch me step out in designer, rock Amiri the denim No true religion how they telling lies, them niggas they sinning This money coming in you can't stop me from grinning I just want the top I don't want her Ain't no love in my heart cannot trust her Kick her to the streets had to dust her If I want it I buy it I say what I mean and you know I live by it You don't understand so let me clarify it You niggas is pussies so much you don't get it so you had to buy it But that couldn't be me Yo girl said she want me she give it for free I'm who y'all niggas be trying to be 20k leagues I be deep up in it, she drowning she wet like the sea I be cool as a breeze Fake shit going round these niggas disease Dropped out of college ain't get no degree Family I don't talk to stay hating on me I see the jealous in they eyes And I hear they talk but they telling lies They don't give a f*ck said it's likewise Got Chanel wit the Cs they on both sides Yeah this shit forever, and it's long live the guys I walk with a limp on me 'Cause these brand new McQueen's coming straight out the box I'm keeping a stick on me 'Cause a nigga expensive right down to the socks Nigga get blicked we ain't fucking with opps Can't simp for no hoe only here for the top Said we came with that pressure we steppin' on all of y'all The SRT fast how we spin on yo block I said that Scat going real fast Don't wear no fake shit these is real tags Only here for the night so don't feel bad Thought she was the one now she real mad He talking tough aim it at his brain Yo shit is fake you can't swim with yo chain Diamonds on me they shine when I'm up in the rain Don't compare me to you 'cause no we ain't the same Two door coupe whip it straight off the lot no mileage I be iced out no stylist Nigga come try it Draco's and sticks with big drums, red tips knocking off your whole eyelids And I know they don't like me it don't even matter no problem 'Cause imma keep going no problem No I cannot stop, they don't wanna see me at the top of the game they'd rather the bottom And that's why they hating on me for no reason but I keep it focused I ball every season Whether it's fall, or the summer, or winter, or spring I get me the money like it ain't a thing, like f*ck do you mean Going hard for my boys going hard for my team Remember they passed up on me now I'm rocking Supreme Or maybe Céline, house on top of the hills that's the number one dream And I know I'm gon' get it Numbers going up I'm litty I know they don't like they livid When I'm rollin' through the city Five percent windows tinted, can't nobody see up in it Late night we creep Nigga get geeked Watch the way you speak 'cause you gon' sow what you reap His soul gon' get reaped Upping on niggas it's smoke, sending shots out that G-23, yeah (Upping on niggas it's smoke, sending shots out that G-23, yeah)