作词 : Lil Tjay/Alphanso Cole

作曲 : Lil Tjay/Alphanso Cole

Lil Tjay

I got a plan to run up some bands

You tell me can't, I tell you, "I am"

Free all my brothers that's stuck in the can

Glizzy on me, .38 on jam

I pack, I can make you a strand

Free Mark, he went down off the Xan

Fake jeans, that shit come from Japan

I be flexing, you can look at my 'Gram

Niggas see me and they know who I am

Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm a fan

Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm the man

I remember I was whippin' the pan

Wasn't right, but I did what I can

**** it doe, 'cause I'm just livin' my life

Remember times when the day wasn't bright

Half a pint up in a two-liter Sprite

I'ma make sure all my niggas a'ight

I be swervin' and I'm sippin' on high

Takin' off, 'bout to book me a flight

Diamonds dancin' in the middle of night

Fire niggas started bein' polite

I remember when I was watchin' their tape

Now they figure I can better they life

I ain't listenin' to niggas advice

Unless I feel what you tellin' me right

**** tomorrow, I'ma ball for tonight

I got potential to ball like I'm Mike

VVS diamonds, no regular ice

Heard a mistake when they see me on sight

Bitch, all that talkin' endanger your life

I keep a strap, Lil Tjay a dyke

Brought on my head like I dealt with the price

Bitch, runnin' your mouth

I have my young niggas run in your house

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out

Bitch, you could mob, and no tongin' me down

Make fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow"

Niggas gon' hate and wanna down, runnin' your mouth

I have my young niggas run in your house

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy

It's not about holdin' my pants up

This money gon' call, I'm gon' answer

I used to be down, but look at me now,

I just ****ed some bitch named Amanda

And niggas be blingin' my hotline

Drop top at the stop sign

You say that you flexin', boy, stop lyin'

And your bitch an eater, she not mine

And I'm goin' straight to the top,

Watch how I open up shop

**** out my way, I don't need you while we great,

Gettin' to it out of state

I need a bag, that's the reason that

I splash every time I'm on the track

Foot on the gas, leave them niggas in the past,

I remember I was trash

Down to my last, I ain't never even ask,

Now I look at y'all and laugh

Niggas be mad, why don't you look at my dab?

It's crazy this happened so fast

I'm on the road and I'm bringin' my bros,

I'ma do it for all of the guys on the ave'

Pop me a flag, pop me a tag, sippin' dirty,

I don't know how to act

They said I'm the new A Boogie, relax

I ain't never try to copy your swag

I'm just tryna put my hood on the map

Ellie use to live right next to the trap

Love or hate me, I'ma get to the racks

Skippin' niggas, I'ma call and get back

I was sleepin', yeah I was takin' a nap

Ohh, yeah

Nah, runnin' your mouth

I have my young niggas run in your house

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out

Bitch, you could mob, and no tongin' me down

Make fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow"

Niggas gon' hate and wanna down, runnin' your mouth

I have my young niggas run in your house

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out, ayy

'Fore the sun even out

You could be dead 'fore the sun even out

Yo, yo, yo

Lil Tjay