808 mafia
Just touched down at coachella
Ayy southside where you get all that drip
Ayy let that beat ride
Ayy I'm big gotti to you *****s too
Can I keep it all the way g
Put some respect on that
I just touched down at coachella
Half a brick of raw hunnid a gram none lesser
Let's get these suburban kids on they level
Better yet these artists whatever
My backyard like a resort
Just beat another day in court
Palm trees in the skyline
Four rolls royces and they all mine
I may paint them *******nipsey blue
Whoop whoop whoop
All my *****s trained no talk just shoot
And all my *******trained to pull *******
And if you snitchin' *****keep your distance
Woo
My bedroom look like the st regis
Freedom in america I pledge allegiance
On god
My closet lookin' like it's saks fifth
Ftt
I may buy your girlfriend a gift
Double c's got my closet like it's crip walkin'
I'll silence these *****s if they keep talkin'
My *****look down like I'm a ****you speak she keep walkin'
Still in touch with my plug sometimes we speak often
Hello
'Cause I cherish my relationships
'Migos
Every month I'm at the dealership
I am
Who need a runner when you get it shipped
Safe landing pilot get a tip
Backyard like a resort
Huh
Just another day in court
Huh
Palm trees in the skyline
Skyline
Four rolls royces and they all mine
Might put x x x on all my tags
Extension
Tell virgil I want all the bags
Louis duffel and it's see through
See through
A couple million and a drak' too
Brr
My rolls truck white white
White
I was sellin' *****s off white late night
Nights
Junkie put her in a shooter
Pew
Take flight
Gone
Black and white jet puma out of state flight
Yeah
I just sold out the arena
My mama proud you shoulda seen her
All smiles when she see her son
Her son
I'm a gangster look what I've become
I'm at prive havin' lunch
Conference call with roc nation 30 million in a month
Woo
You *****s 4th and 30 that's a punt
Punt
Five hundred on a watch that ain't a stunt
Stunt
My backyard like a resort
Just beat another day in court
Palm trees in the skyline
Four rolls royces and they all mine
Maybach music
Phantoms in the parkin' lot look at it made man
Just left the jewelry store don't I look amazin'
Every where I go I got them things with me
Wanna see my *****s on it's still the same with me
Do it for the loyalty not just a chain from me
All through my *****s cribs it's picture frames of me
Shots from assault rifles when my name come in
A hunnid for the walk through is when the planes come in
Five number ones I think I broke def jam
Def jam
I had them people at that table like a meth lab
Meth lab
Street dreams
Street dreams
Street kings
Street kings
Rip to nipsey on his c thing
Uh
Three rings
Uh
D wade
Huh
Two words from mama be safe
I got your back I pray you got mine
Biggest crip to walk the usa to top five
Headlines
Pop
Shots fired
Pop
Arch rival in the dark threw out my archive
Franchise fat boy
Woo
Never been to coachella but still a landlord
Maybach music
Still countin' money and killin' **********s
Ain't nothin' changed
Never
Rest in peace *****
Huh
On god ftt