LIFT (feat. KAAO)

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-uh
New shit, new shit, no prisoners
Uh, yeah, uh
I say now we don't drink no criss
Yeah, make me run it, uh
Nigga like he Chris, yeah
What, 30-30on me, waiting on the lift
Yeah, check my outfit, everything crisp
Like my money, nigga, we don't drink no criss
Make me run it, yeah
Nigga like he Chris yeah
What, 30-30, waiting on the lift
Yeah, check my outfit, everything crisp
Like my money, nigga
I tell her wipe it down like Boosie
Cause I'm fresher than the bitch
I hit the club straight to the bar
And all these hoes get on my dick
Early next morning with the baddie
I don't know what I just spent ran up
On homey like
What's in your wallet
I ain't cappin' at the moment
Most niggas phony
So they probably out here cappin' for they homies
I look like I got it on me
Reason why I never show it
Slow your road, jabroni
I'm just givin' people what they wanted
Never worry bout the clonin
Cause my soul, that never own it
Watch your homies
In the moment, pull up on them, they get frozen
Niggas swear that they was chosen
Switch positions, we opposing
Hoes is chosen
You should really let that line just soak in
You want it, then just manifest what's spoken
And stay fokin
Like 50,000's worth, I give for shows that's on the back end
Watch where you're droppin' off the package
Just cause they could track it
When you got money problems like me
Then it's hard to stack it
But you still can't compete with me
I'm in another bracket
Yeah, make em run it, niggas like Chris
Yeah, what, 30-30, sittin', waitin' on the limit
Check my outfit, everything Chris
Like my money, nigga, we don't drink no Chris
Make em run it, yeah, niggas like Chris
30-30, sittin', waitin' on the lift
Yeah, check my outfit, everything Crisp
Like my money
2-2-3, you know I'm lit, yeah
Just copped a Corvette, I'm just waitin' on the kit, uh
$250, that's just for a vic yeah
Got the strongest kush you can ever get, uh
All my bitches cute, I just stay legit, uh
Stayin' down for my niggas in the pin, yeah
And somehow I know the rain'll come again, yeah
Drownin' in the pain, I almost lost who I began, yeah
I'm a real nigga, don't play around with this, yeah
Soulja Kit, four guns and a stolen Vick
Headed to the opp set, leave the block upset
Know I've been obsessed since I could'nt flex, yeah
Had to get a check and run it up, I did my best, yeah
Microwave niggas, they be ready in a sec, yeah
Livin' so confused, can't even get gender correct
They autotune, they pitch correct, yeah
Keep that bitch correct, yeah
We can shoot the one in private, nigga, like a jet, yeah
I can take a lot of things, put extra on respect, uh
Yeah, Virginia like a tank, yeah
Bow to the greatest and the latest by request, yeah
Ballin' on them niggas like the Lakers in the West
In the West, in the West
Say, now, we don't drink no cris, uh
Hit, make them run it, uh
Nigga like Chris, yeah
What, 30-30, in me ', waitin' on the lift, yeah
Check my outfit, everything Crisp
Like my money, nigga, we don't drink no Cris
Make them run it, yeah
Nigga like Chris
What, 30-30, in me', waitin' on the lift, yeah
Check my outfit, everything Crisp
Like my money, nigga
Like my money nigga

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