(Young Culture)
(Ayy, Solo, you goin' brazy) yeah

Bitch, you see this rose gold kit
It cost a Cullinan (This like three hundred)
We don't link with rappers
Too much sucker shit, we be on other shit
(We be on other shit)
Knockin' famous bad bitches off
My bucket list
I hide my chain and my shoe at
Night 'cause I can't trust a bitch
(No, I can't trust her)
How you say we opps, you see me out
And you ain't on nothin'? (Hm-m)
I'm like the president
I clear shit out if I press a button (Yeah)
Might just take her out, go
Prada shoppin' like, "Here
This nothin'" (Let's get it)
It's a twist to it, here
Take this thousand pack down to Kentucky
(Yeah) stashin' money at my mama house
Don't call me lucky (Don't call me lucky)
Been a long time since a
Nigga worked at the cleaners
I'm up and runnin' (Bitch)
Wanna do a song with me (Yeah)
Gotta have that paper first
(Gotta have that paper first)
Nigga wanna sign with me
Gotta see his paperwork (Yeah)
Brodie eyes open like he off powder, yeah
We stay alert (Yeah, we stay alert)
Pull up, extra shots from 223s
Pull off in SRT (Skrrt)

Bitch, you see this rose gold kit
It cost a Cullinan
We don't link with rappers
Too much sucker shit, we be on other shit
Bitch, don't get off in this lane
I'm like a walking bag
Your shit don't hit like it was Nick
Your jeweler done you bad
I'm out here touchin' shit
We don't fuck with sucker shit
I be standin' up in front of shit
On some other shit

Spent a quarter mil' for a hater
I called it get back (Get back)
Real estate, penthouse trappin'
That's for the kickback (Kickback)
What's the point of havin' a target?
You ain't gon' hit that (Hit that)
Bless a fuck nigga with pressure, nigga
That's big facts (Big facts)
Know this whip I'm in worth a house
And you ain't gon' touch 'em (Touch 'em)
Got a few niggas in the back that'll fight
But the rest be clutchin' (Clutchin')
All we know is go
It won't be no discussions (No discussion)
All this shit up in my trunk
You just might get concussions
(Get concussions)
I just got another win today
I ain't takin' no losses (No)
Know lil' bro, he gon' stay with work
But we ain't talkin' no office (I'm not)
You ain't out with no team to feed
How you talkin' like bosses? (How?)
Everything that I'm rockin' water
I ain't talkin' no faucet

Bitch, you see this rose gold kit
It cost a Cullinan
We don't link with rappers
Too much sucker shit, we be on other shit
Bitch, don't get off in this lane
I'm like a walking bag
Your shit don't hit like it was Nick
Your jeweler done you bad
I'm out here touchin' shit
We don't fuck with sucker shit
I be standin' up in front of shit
On some other shit

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

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