Intro

Cop that drip dress cleaner than soap Pop my shit and I live by a code Im getting rich so my brother not broke Smoking that shit exotic my dope My cousin got life he ain't coming home Foreign my whip I flex on the road Cashing these checks trying to travel the globe Team full of shooters we gonna run up the score Since I was young I was getting it I was in trenches yea Counting them digits Pigs took my pops to prison F*ck the Feds Thats when a nigga started sipping Popping them percs just to ease the pain Money on my mind I don't need a friend Not wasting my mind on lean again Counting these racks gonna keep me sane I don't flex on the gram I'm stacking up Circle in the party she backing up Turn him to a ghost I'm strapping up If I ever go broke I'm masking up Hit licks I'm wearing all black She not Ricky put shots in her back I'm not velcro I keep me a strap No apple I keep me a mac Yea Yea Cop that drip dress cleaner than soap Pop my shit and I live by a code Im getting rich so my brother not broke Smoking that shit exotic my dope My cousin got life he ain't coming home Foreign my whip I flex on the road Cashing these checks trying to travel the globe Team full of shooters we gonna run up the score Niggas be hating they mad they ain't winning Ooping her up and my nigga gonna finish Tounging me down she having my children Calling your bluff like who are you kidding Sipping that syrup it give me a boost We in the telly Canadian Goose Calling my Celly they looking for handouts F*ck all the fakes they know I'm the man now Watch your bitch you know she a fan now Out in Jamaica we playing in sand now DMV king I know I will stand out Duck how you winning? I got this shit planned out I was just selling that gas Some call it back Invested in the trap Moving to the sound of my rap Foot on the gas Put the whole city on the map Popping shit just like a flash Blue on my hands From all the blue in my cash Little bitch want me to smash Can't wife though Leave little bitch in the past Niggas will change like the seasons Heart cold yea its been freezing Get gold I trap for a reason No soul bitch I am a demon Yea Yea Cop that drip dress cleaner than soap Pop my shit and I live by a code Im getting rich so my brother not broke Smoking that shit exotic my dope My cousin got life he ain't coming home Foreign my whip I flex on the road Cashing these checks trying to travel the globe Team full of shooters we gonna run up the score