"Did That Lyrics"
(SPACENTIME)
Chain heavy, gun heavy, but the Benz fast
Niggas braggin' off some shit, but we done did that
When you makin' all this money, hard to kick back
Threw away the Glock, now tell me where the SIG at
Chain heavy, gun heavy, but the Benz fast
Niggas braggin' off some shit, but we done did that
When you makin' all this money, hard to kick back
Threw away the Glock, now tell me where the SIG at
Two bricks on my neck, tryna walk straight
Niggas barely catchin' up, fuck it, though, they all late
Cuban links presidential, talkin' all summer
Bought a building in the business, payin' all the runners
Cold Ace, gettin' drunk in my new space
Bought a chopper and a maid, nigga, for the new place
Flip bitch just sent a text askin' where I been
Probably on the road countin' money in the Benz
Yeah, she double back with a text, said she love me
If I tell her back, on the hood, she probably lucky
Not a fool, only really want me for the money
I can tell she a ho by the way she suck me
When you focus on yourself, it'll make you rich
When you wanna show it off, you put it on your wrist
When they playin' both sides, shoot 'em off the fence
Fuck how they feel, at the end, it'll make sense
Chain heavy, gun heavy, but the Benz fast
Niggas braggin' off some shit, but we done did that
When you makin' all this money, hard to kick back
Threw away the Glock, now tell me where the SIG at
Chain heavy, gun heavy, but the Benz fast
Niggas braggin' off some shit, but we done did that
When you makin' all this money, hard to kick back
Threw away the Glock, now tell me where the SIG at
Huh, I'm with Pacman (Nigga)
Rich nigga, tell your ho give me lap dance (Come here, ho)
You be cappin' in your raps, you got rap friends (Lame nigga)
You ain't never touch a— we can't slap hands (Uh)
Yeah, pull that MAC out (Bitch)
Shoot a goofy in his head, I don't slapbox (Baow)
You the type to see the hoes, try to act out (Lame)
Yeah, I'll pop a bean, be done blacked out (Ugh)
Call cuz, if it's up, bring the K over (Hello?)
I just went to VLIVE, threw a Range Rover (All hundreds)
I got all my niggas eatin', bring a plate over (Yeah)
Up the Drac, spray a nigga ride, he gotta paint it over (Damn)
I went right up out the feds, got my bag right (Got it)
Bust Cuban got my neck like a flashlight (Bust it)
Chopper standin' by my leg, I can't stand right (Uh-uh)
If this was The Source days, I'd get five mics, ugh
Chain heavy, gun heavy, but the Benz fast
Niggas braggin' off some shit, but we done did that
When you makin' all this money, hard to kick back
Threw away the Glock, now tell me where the SIG at
Chain heavy, gun heavy, but the Benz fast
Niggas braggin' off some shit, but we done did that
When you makin' all this money, hard to kick back
Threw away the Glock, now tell me where the SIG at
I can teach you how to do it, just remain humble
Put some money to the side just in case you fumble
Kick them niggas out your business, they just wanna hurt you
Learn everything you know tryna ride or work you
Ask me how I know, nigga been a victim to it
Watch the ones that fall in love, them niggas get addicted to it
They ain't loyal, wanna learn, you can follow me
Put 'em on, steal the throne, they'll probably
Niggas probably been jealous from the start, nigga
That's why I brung my gun every time a nigga park, nigga
Over years, I done learned niggas Judas now
I ain't finna play they games, I'ma shoot 'em down
Got a driver with a gun, fuck an Uber now
Penthouse in the valley, in the hill a half a mile
I'm the way and the wave, ain't no stoppin' this
Niggas tried to play me, call a meeting, it's time to politic
Chain heavy, gun heavy, but the Benz fast
Niggas braggin' off some shit, but we done did that
When you makin' all this money, hard to kick back
Threw away the Glock, now tell me where the SIG at
Chain heavy, gun heavy, but the Benz fast
Niggas braggin' off some shit, but we done did that
When you makin' all this money, hard to kick back
Threw away the Glock, now tell me where the SIG at
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