Wave mechanics

Fredonem.

I run up a sack, yeah (damn)

I put my hands in the trap

Niggas talk a lot of shit but I know it's cap

I keep my eyes on my money, and my bitch

Hit my line up, what's up with that?

She wanna fuck around with a boss nigga

With them hundreds, what's up with that?

Yeah, yeah, what's up with that?

I run up a sack, yeah

I put my hands in the trap

Niggas talk a lot of shit but I know it's cap

I keep my eyes on my money and my bitch

And my lighter, what's up with that?

She wanna fuck around with a boss nigga

With them hundreds, what's up with that?

Yeah, yeah, what's up with that?

Niggas pull up with the honey buns (yeah)

Niggas pull up with a hundred guns (doo doo doo)

I got a chopper on 101 (yeah)

Tryna juug me a metric ton

Eatin' crab down at benihan' (yeah)

Fuck around and you gon' see the mob

Tell my niggas so wacky, they do the job (uh)

I been finessin', I'm hella fried (uh)

I been pimpin' on a bed of brawn

Young nigga, I be drippin' hard (hahaha)

I need my back end, yeah, that back end

Yeah, I'm talkin' a hundred large (large)

I'ma stunt hard with the whole gang

We might pull up, a hundred cars (skrt)

I'ma do my thang, I'ma maintain

I'm a real nigga, don't fuck with y'all (fuck)

I can get you in with one call

Shopping sprees when I'm in the mall (yeah)

Got a bad bitch, she gon' buy it all (yeah)

I'ma spend a check, get the neck

Then I'm dippin' out just like a fuckin' dog

Niggas talk down on the don

But me, I ain't goin', I'm stuck with y'all

I need a bag, I'ma get it all (damn)

I run up a sack, yeah (damn)

I put my hands in the trap

Niggas talk a lot of shit but I know it's cap

I keep my eyes on my money, and my bitch

Hit my line up, what's up with that?

She wanna fuck around with a boss nigga

With them hundreds, what's up with that?

Yeah, yeah, what's up with that?

I run up a sack, yeah

I put my hands in the trap

Niggas talk a lot of shit but I know it's cap

I keep my eyes on my money and my bitch

And my lighter, what's up with that?

She wanna fuck around with a boss nigga

With them hundreds, what's up with that?

Yeah, yeah, what's up with that?

Shawty mixin' yola (damn)

Yellow señorita (spanish)

You can't talk to her (hahaha)

She don't really fuck with people (let's go)

She so gone

Off that henny and that margarita (she gone)

She a freak, give me head

When I mop the feet up (ooh)

59 comin' down

Keep a burner when I ride around (skrt skrt skrt)

Ps on me, keep 'em safe and sound (ps)

I ain't talkin' shit, I'ma finna run it now (go)

Keep the trap closed like a haunted house (trap)

Cell phone boomin', plays bustin' out (brr)

Heard don got it, that's the word of mouth

I don't give a fuck what you talkin' 'bout (yeah, yeah)

I run up a sack, yeah (damn)

I put my hands in the trap

Niggas talk a lot of shit but I know it's cap

I keep my eyes on my money, and my bitch

Hit my line up, what's up with that?

She wanna fuck around with a boss nigga

With them hundreds, what's up with that?

Yeah, yeah, what's up with that?

I run up a sack, yeah

I put my hands in the trap

Niggas talk a lot of shit but I know it's cap

I keep my eyes on my money and my bitch

And my lighter, what's up with that?

She wanna fuck around with a boss nigga

With them hundreds, what's up with that?

Yeah, yeah, what's up with that?