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Yeah
Yeah
Grrrrah
Oh, oh
Yeah, oh, oh
Grrrrah, grrrrah
Look, kinda life, kinda life
Growing up on my sides (Grrrrah)
All you're seeing is wetters
And herringbone bye-bye
Get a job, find a grind (Uh)
Do your ting, build your line
Just do your ting, do your ting
Don't fuck around, waste your time (Yeah)
Grind hard, build respect
Top-top shelf, aim for next (Yeah)
Stay away if it's iffy
Lord, don't get finessed (Yeah)
If you're knee-deep in the game
Then keep your suttin' on deck (Yeah)
And when it's time, nigga, blow a stack
Like BMF, BMF (Yeah)
Ándale, ándale (Yeah)
Ándale, ándale (Yeah)
Money come, money goes (Yeah)
But I need my shit ándale (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm running to the bag (Yeah)
Like a runaway, runaway (Yeah)
So guns ablaze, guns ablaze (Yeah)
If it ain't ándale (Yeah)
Ándale, ándale (Uh)
Ándale, ándale (Yeah)
Money come, money goes (Uh)
But I need my shit ándale (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm running to the bag (Uh)
Like a runaway, runaway (Yeah)
So guns ablaze, guns ablaze (Uh)
If it ain't ándale (Yeah)
Kinda lit, kinda lit
Go-go-growing up in my bits (Grrrrah, grrrrah)
Trying not to go jail
And trying not to get shit (Uh)
Try and find you a wifey
A strong girl, not a bitch (Yeah)
And if you're one of us saucy niggas
Let it drip, let it drip (Yeah)
Robberies, nigga, robberies
Yeah, that's my kinda lit (Yeah)
I run up on him like (Woo, woo)
Fuckboy, you're on your shit (Yeah)
Living life, living life
I'm tryna toast to this shit (Uh)
But I need my money right now
I ain't tryna wait in this bitch, so
Ándale, ándale (Yeah)
Ándale, ándale (Yeah)
Money come, money goes (Yeah)
But I need my shit ándale (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm running to the bag (Yeah)
Like a runaway, runaway (Yeah)
So guns ablaze, guns ablaze (Yeah)
If it ain't ándale (Yeah)
Ándale, ándale (Uh)
Ándale, ándale (Yeah)
Money come, money goes (Uh)
But I need my shit ándale (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm running to the bag (Uh)
Like a runaway, runaway (Yeah)
So guns ablaze, guns ablaze (Uh)
If it ain't ándale (Yeah)
Uh, ándale, ándale
Ándale, ándale
Nigga, you know the ropes
Run the play, run the play
Never come for no games
Run your watch and your chain
Ándale, ándale
Ándale, ándale
Ándale, ándale
Ándale, ándale
Nigga, you know the ropes
Run the play, run the play
Never came for no games
Run your watch and your chain
Ándale, ándale
Ándale, ándale