Aw yeah
We finna have the whole hood cha-cha slidin' to this one
2woTime
This a different type of flex
I ain't worried bout the rest
Cuban link on the neck
I ain't Cuban though
Melan-aided, and that shit outweigh the gold
Who the f*ck are you, I don't have a clue
How I'm getttin' paid, I'm just steppin' through
Yes, I'm moving different
That's what steppers do
I could paint the picture, you won't get the clues
Aw man, I am the one
Killin' these niggas, just for fun
I am not the one to be hatin'
But since I'm up next, I guess that just comes with greatness
And when I make it
They gonn' say, I knew you could
Then next minute ask for a favor
Bitch, I wish you would
A backwood, that's my go to
Smoking and rhymin', I ain't don't have a job to go to
Mmh, I know that's backwards
But I could fall off and slide right back in place like it was supposed to happen
I only do carry-ons, y'all can't handle baggage
In Atlanta, with Instagram models
I'm fucking, so I don't really need to follow
Tip toe through they window, like I'm Sleepy Hallow
Whatever I do, all these niggas gonn' follow
Aw man, that's a shame
God's child in diamond fangs
This a different type of flex
I ain't worried bout the rest
Cuban link on the neck
I ain't Cuban though
Melan-aided, and that shit outweigh the gold
Who the f*ck are you, I don't have a clue
How I'm getttin' paid, I'm just steppin' through
Yes, I'm moving different
That's what steppas do
I could paint the picture, you won't get the clues
Writin' them sentences, and you hopin' they listening
I'm thinkin' bout diamonds
Yeah, the ones that be glistening
I only be rhymin' to keep the pot that I'm pissin' in
But when you be rhymin'
Oh my fault, I won't listening
How I add zero together, and still get 1 up
You can stand on top of me, and won't come up
F*ck with me, it's a black truck
When it back up, it look mad sus
Five niggas hop out
Pop pop pop pop
Yeah, you got clapped up
I got 10 Drakes in the back tuck
I call the City Girls, cause they act up
Is the waist small
Yeah, snatched up
Big titties, with a bigger butt
Ridin' low, but I'm sitting up
Couple goons, we don't give a f*ck
Pull up on ya block like that's him
Dressed in all black, man ya future looking grim
I'll talk to god later
But tonight I wanna sin
Cause I'm sittin' on the bench like damn coach tag me in
Damn coach, tag me in
This a different type of flex
I ain't worried bout the rest
Cuban link on the neck
I ain't Cuban though
Melan-aided and that shit outweigh the gold
Who the f*ck are you, I don't have a clue
How I'm getttin' paid, I'm just steppin' through
Yes, I'm moving different
That's what steppas do
I could paint the picture, you won't get the clues
This a different type of flex
I ain't worried bout the rest
Cuban link on the neck
I ain't Cuban though
Melan-aided, and that shit outweigh the gold
Who the f*ck are you, I don't have a clue
How I'm getttin' paid, I'm just steppin' through
Yes, I'm moving different
That's what steppas do
I could paint the picture, you won't get the clues
