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(Zaytoven)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Oh, I told that nigga Id get that popstar (Wizard)
Oh, if she fine, Ill fly her (Tryna tell you)
Oh, and I spend a lot of caca
(Atlanta to mother****in Atlanta, nigga)
Oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Doin donuts, dash two hundred, oh
Im on the dash, Im on the highway, woah
Riding through the hood like hold up, oh
Hangin out the window, spraying, woah, woah
I do the dash on these niggas, woah
Im counting cash on em, woah, woah
Im smokin dope, Im pourin lean, woah
I break the bank, I broke the bank, woah
Im poppin tags, he poppin tags, he swaggy and Im flashy
I drive the Rover like Denali, no exaggeration
Diamonds dancin on my face and on my bezel face
Presidential status (Rollie)
I just whipped the coupe, the Bentley like Im on a Banshee (Hold up)
Doin a donut out of Magic, three-sixty, man (Man)
Im poppin tags, I drop a lil cash, two-fifty, man (Man)
Freebandz, nigga, known to ****in get it, man (Man)
Thats on my city, man
Sippin, Im sippin this gold rose
Whippin the coupe like a wide body (Skrrt)
Hangin out the window like, 'Why, why?' (Yeah)
Lettin it off on the other side (Other side)
I whip the whip from the other side (The other side)
I hit the scene like a homicide (Skrrt)
Splash, splash, I told the jeweler bring everything
My feet to the floor, Im on everything (Yeah)
Doin donuts, dash two hundred, oh
Im on the dash, Im on the highway, woah
Riding through the hood like hold up, oh
Hangin out the window, spraying , woah, woah
I do the dash on these niggas, woah
Im counting cash on em, woah, woah
Im smokin dope, Im pourin lean, woah
I break the bank, I broke the bank, woah (Hah, Young Scooter)
Maserati smashin out (Smash)
Future ridin Bentley coupe (Yeah)
Young Scooter ridin Bentley coupe (Bentley)
We do the shit that bosses do (Boss)
Real street shit, no rap, Im worth a mil or two (Yeah)
Scooter always flexin, Ill pull up and embarrass you (Scooter flexin)
Hit up Eliantte, yeah, thats a ice check (Real diamonds)
We dont rock fake gold, real diamonds round my neck (Yeah)
Came up in the dope hole, remix out my dope bowl (Dope boy)
One-fifty in the fast lane, Im smashin on you broke hoes (Smash)
Black Amigo Gang, we love to count up (Yeah)
BMFBG, we blood brothers (BMG)
Five hundred in my blunt, thats how I roll up (Yeah)
Blow a fifty in the club when we turn up (Count up)
Doin donuts, dash two hundred, oh
Im on the dash, Im on the highway, woah
Riding through the hood like hold up, oh
Hangin out the window, spraying, woah, woah
I do the dash on these niggas, woah
Im counting cash on em, woah, woah
Im smokin dope, Im pourin lean, woah
Ibreak the bank, I broke the bank, woah