Trap jumpin’ like it’s Jordan, we got plays up in the lobby
Draco with the coolant kit, it knock you out your body
I was broke, now racks on racks, these hunnids stack like copies
Ops be tryna plot, but we got scopes, don’t do no sloppy
Phone keep buzzin’, that’s the load, it’s touchdown in the city
Movin’ low but ridin’ heavy, got that .30 in my skinnies
Ran it up from nothin’, had to grind and stack them pennies
Now it’s Audemars and Cubans, all my diamonds lookin’ chilly