Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out
Shoutout to my mother, and my father didnt hold up
Oh, my God, I never seen nothin like this
Haha, thats what my mom was sayin
She, she was cryin and shit
It was, she was just like, This shit is beautiful
It was a beautiful moment
You alway you always keep the picnic blankets in the back
Cause you, you never know Gangsta Grillz
You never know where the fuck you gon end up at
Okay, haha, lets go, now we ready
Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out
Shoutout to my mother, and my father didnt pull out
MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap bout?
Whips on whips, my ancestors got they backs out yeah, oh
Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood I dare you, nigga
Call me lumberjack cause I wish a nigga would race uh-huh, right
Do it like I? This the wish-a-nigga-could face uh
They aint gettin paper like they should, wait
You niggas woulda, coulda, shoulda, oh, shit
Niggas aint really on the type of shit he on
I hit Drizzy and told him I had a milli for him oh shit
I own my companies full, told em to keep the loan
I took that gold bitch home, niggas was big mad ugh, oh shit
I put that bitch on the shelf to let it ventilate
And bought another car cause I aint know how to celebrate top shelf, nigga
That big boy, that big bitch for all weather
It never rain in Cali, came with an umbrella ooh
Rolls-Royce pull up, Black boy hop out man, what the fuck?
Shoutout to my mother, and my father didnt pull out
MSG sell out, fuck these niggas yap bout? Sold out
Good credit score, this card really cant max out wow
Too far? Five hundred stacks for the hood
Call me lumberjack cause I wish a nigga would race uh-huh
Nigga this the face, man I wish a nigg its the face
Its different, its really different catch up, niggas
Ayo, I might just sled in Utah, LA is too warm
My nigga tall, he look like a bitch, I call him Mulan hey, oh
Salad colored emerald on finger, the size of croutons
Niggas can not fuck with performance of magic oh new wand nigga
Thats my nuance, used to be the weirdo ah
Used to laugh at me, listen to me with their ears closed
Used to treat me like that boy off Malcolm in the Middle why Im motherfuckin rich
Now Im zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero thats six
Rolls-Royce pull up zero Black boy hop out thats seven
Nah, I cant take this shit no more, man, I quit
Thats it, I quit, I swear to God, nigga
Fuck niggas talking to me about? Close yall fuckin faces
Quality Wednesday music
Wish-a-nigga-could face
Them stones is cloudy, nigga Oh yeah, you asked for it
Fuckin crumbs Wish-a-nigga-would face
Fuck you mean, nigga?