[Zoe Osama]
Aye! Presidential Rollie, I ain’t bust down shit
New Mercedes Benz and it came with the kit
Riding through the city in some motherfucking tint
I’m a hot nigga, so you know I got a stick
Cash, check, paper, all that
Bust the pussy open
Throw it back, I need all that
Getting on my nerves stupid bitch, fall back
Just got a black card, hmm, yeah I maxed that
Money coming in fast speed like a fast track
I’m a big dawg, I’m a shotta, can’t match that
Niggas clout chasing on the gang, niggas laughed at
If I ain’t a dawg, big dawg, call that
Money, cheese, guap, all that
Bitch, do the dash, whole dash in the fast track
Just got a black card, hmm
Had to max that, young nigga had to max that
TNC the new big dawgs, what you call that?
Niggas got a problem on the gang, mmm, all that
Aye, on the gang, yeah all that
TNC still top ranking, what you call that? hmmm
[Honcho]
Lil nigga, what you call that?
I don’t talk much, nah, I don’t jaw-jack
Acting like you him, get your skull crack
Treat a nigga likе Ricky, get your ball back
Press lines, hе a certified presser
Never been pressed, I’m a certified stepper
She only drove the foreign whip ’cause I let her
Swag through the roof in this shit, dipped in leather
I’m a cold nigga, yeah, I fuck a nigga bitch
Then I get her gone, she gotta pay me chip
Put it in my pocket, yeah bitch, you can make me rich
Really him him on the gang don’t save me shit, huh!
‘Cause I ain’t tryna be saved
Put it in my pocket, yeah I’m tryna get paid
Fuck a nigga bitch, I’m just tryna get laid
Once I’m dumbed up, cough in the shade, I be high up
[Zoe Osama]
Aye, look
Money, cheese, guap, all that
Bitch, do the dash, whole dash in the fast track
Just got a black card, hmm
Had to max that, young nigga had to max that
TNC the new big dawgs, what you call that?
Niggas got a problem on the gang, mmm, all that
Aye, on the gang, yeah all that
TNC still top ranking, what you call that? hmmm
[Big Hit]
I stick up in mug niggas, racing rug niggas
40 plug niggas, my index hug triggers
Fuck being humble, I’m cocky as a peacock
Booming like a beatbox, on blood slanging heat rocks
You ain’t never starve, had to stack like me
Hundred bands on me, squeezing fresh out the beam
Foreign in my new school, whipping in my old school
Tryna bust a new move, hollering out “woah woah”
No passes, zero tolerance, no capping
I’m going all in, I’m crashing bitches
Stacking digits, out here getting it
I’m drilling shit, really killing oppositions
Body shots have a nigga walking different
Hold the grudge on the cane, how they living?
It ain’t nothing but a case for a mission
My nigga listen
[Zoe Osama]
Aye, look
Money, cheese, guap, all that
Bitch, do the dash, whole dash in the fast track
Just got a black card, hmm
Had to max that, young nigga had to max that
TNC the new big dawgs, what you call that?
Niggas got a problem on the gang, mmm, all that
Aye, on the gang, yeah all that
TNC still top ranking, what you call that? nigga!
(Yeah bitch, what you call that?)
(TNC top ranking, what you call that?)
(Money, cash, guap, all that)
(Tell the bitch to call back)
(Ain’t about the money, why the bitch still talking?)
(Ain’t about the money, why the mmm- uh- talking?)
(Why the bitch still talking?)
(Oh yeah)
