[Intro]Bust down Cubans, I just used to want a FrancoJust hit for twenty thousand, we at Hot Sauce and Panko (Ayy, we in the field with it, on my mama, nigga, baow)[Chorus]I be everywhere they said a nigga can't goBitch, I'm a whole different nigga when my pape' lowBust down Cubans, I just used to want a FrancoJust hit for twenty thousand, we at Hot Sauce and PankoThey asked me who a nigga came with, I brought the DracoI hardly even wear designer shoes, these some FazosHella new attachments on the chop like some LEGOsA Rolls-Roycе truck and a Urus, we on Melrose[Verse 1]Brokе nigga, you should put some lotion on them elbowsHe tried to buy a gun from my bro, but we don't sell those (Clown)I made thirty thousand off some sweats and some shell toesI used to fuck with bitches who be hustlin' and sell clothesI just need a good bitch to bring the pack inI told baby, "Never pull straight, you gotta back in"And you can catch me out in hella cities, I don't tap inThem headshots'll leave a nigga dead like, what happened?Since I lost my brother, it been madnessI can do it by myself, I'm a savageHey, I just wanna bust down the PatekAnd shoot a sucker nigga in his face with a passionAyy, old-school shooters like the MavericksAnd I don't fuck with bum bitches, they got baggageGivenchy slides at the beach, I ain't averageI fucked the lil' bitch so good, she lost her lashes[Chorus]I be everywhere they said a nigga can't goBitch, I'm a whole different nigga when my pape' lowBust down Cubans, I just used to want a FrancoJust hit for twenty thousand, we at Hot Sauce and PankoThey asked me who a nigga came with, I brought the DracoI hardly even wear designer shoes, these some FazosHella new attachments on the chop like some LEGOsA Rolls-Royce truck and a Urus, we on Melrose[Verse 2]It's time to get fresh, I'm callin' brother for some BenoA clear mind, I might just take a drive down to RenoAnd all a nigga tryna talk is cash like I'm GinoI see you out here cappin' for the net, but you know we knowA big rat, why you have to tell? You broke the G codeThe way I'm gettin' money, I feel like I got a cheat codeYou niggas buyin' shoes for the bitch, I'm buyin' gleekosA celebration, I'll take a steak and some ClicquotWe upscale, I know they hate to see my niggas up nowJust sent her to Kentucky with the pack, it's a touchdownThe same hoes that never gave me time, I could fuck nowMy young boy itchin' for a body or a bust downWe be gettin' money sun-up to, nigga, sundownAnd fuck suckers' last nigga died off a run downI'm eatin' hella food off this juice, this the comedownAnd every time a sucker get smoked, we eatin' lunch out[Chorus]I be everywhere they said a nigga can't goBitch, I'm a whole different nigga when my pape' lowBust down Cubans, I just used to want a FrancoJust hit for twenty thousand, we at Hot Sauce and PankoThey asked me who a nigga came with, I brought the DracoI hardly even wear designer shoes, these some FazosHella new attachments on the chop like some LEGOsA Rolls-Royce truck and a Urus, we on Melrose
