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NAV, Metro Boomin, Playboi Carti, Offset
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Yo
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
I'm balling, so I put some diamonds on my fists
Punch you in your mouth, leave diamonds on your lip (yuh)
Selling rerock (yuh), repressin' a block (yuh), slide on your block (yuh)
Depressing my opps
Counting all this money, getting used to having it (ching)
My wallet costs more than what I used to have in it
Ayo, Pi'erre, do you wanna come in here?
I got lots of girls and I got lots of drugs in here
In my studio, it feels like it's a club in here
Bitches fucking 'bout a double, ain't no dubbing here (oh yeah)
Diamonds shining, I feel like I got the sun in here (sun)
Shooters around me, who you think you're sonning here? (Ooh)
I take a Fanta and I put some mud in there
You say you've got a party, I'ma pop up there
You a cub, your main bitch fuck me like I'm papa bear
You the type to wild out when the cops are there
I found a trap, my pans and all my pots are there
I'm going fast, who you think you're stopping here?
I'm balling, so I put some diamonds on my fists
Punch you in your mouth, leave diamonds on your lip (yuh)
Selling rerock (yuh), repressin' a block (yuh), slide on your block (yuh)
Depressing my opps, yuh
Just give me a minute, just give me a minute
I'ma hit it and quit it
You need some drink, plug gon' pull up in a minute
Just give me a minute, just give me a minute
Gettin' dressed up in designer, give me a minute
Just give me a minute, just give me a minute
Get a hundred dollar line-up, give me a minute
Just give me a minute, just give me a minute (Offset)
Give me a minute (hey), the coupe is tinted (skrrt)
Ninth-inning (ninth), it's time to go get it (let's get it)
I used to be trappin' pigeons, now push start and crank the engine (vroom)
Wrists on frigid, glisten, listen, hundred round drum with the biscuit
La di da di put her on molly, fuck on top of the 'Rari (molly)
Python Audi, sitting on Forgis white baby body
I thank the plug 'cause me alive
My uncle cooking up dope in front my eyes
'Fore you open the door, go get the five
She on the Perc', now it's a vibe (Perc')
I get the bag, it's automatic (ay), she on the Addy
I got some cash inside the mattress, I got more in the attic
I'm high fashion like I imagined, look at my status
Look at the mathematics (mathematics), look at the baddies (damn)
All made of plastic, I bet this money gon' last me
I stay in my lane, I don't crash it
Wake up, lil' nigga, you lackin' (wake up)
Droppin' the phone, I pass it
I'm balling, so I put some diamonds on my fists (ball)
Punch you in your mouth, leave diamonds on your lip (yeah)
Selling rerock (yuh), repressin' a block (yuh), slide on your block (block) (yuh)
Depressing my opps, yuh
Just give me a minute, just give me a minute
I'ma hit it and quit it (yah)
You need some drink (yah, yah), plug gon' pull up in a minute (yah, yah)
Just give me a minute (yah, yah), just give me a minute (yah, yah)
Gettin' dressed up in designer, give me a minute
Just give me a minute (give me a minute), just give me a minute (give me a minute)
Get a hundred dollar line-up, give me a minute
Just give me a minute, just give me a minute
Got young Navi on the phone, he asking for some Wock
Got some bitches in my home, they cookin' on the pot
Know some niggas in the A still trappin' at the spot
And we robbing all you niggas, we taking off your top
I'm in Fulton with the slimes, we pull up with them mops
And when I'm talking 'bout the Mob, that's Harlem to the Bronx
I use to ride 'round with that Glock, but now I'm way too hot
Got some niggas who do time for Carti 'cause I got that guap
Got some paparazzi looking at me, waiting on the flop
Fuck these little niggas hatin', snitchin' like some cop
I'm balling, so I put some diamonds on my fists
Punch you in your mouth, leave diamonds on your lip (yuh)
Selling rerock (yuh), repressin' a block (yuh), slide on your block (yuh)
Depressing my opps, yeah
Just give me a minute, just give me a minute
I'ma hit it and quit it
You need some drink, plug gon' up in a minute (pop)
Just give me a minute (pop), just give me a minute
Gettin' dressed up in designer, give me a minute
Just give me a minute, just give me a minute
Get a hundred dollar line-up, give me a minute
Just give me a minute, just give me a minute
Buy myself a car, Chevrolet shit
Money want
Ain't no money call, that's some scary shit
I'm on a cam floor, on a cam floor (Metro Boomin' want some more nigga)
(Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here?)