Zero

I was just down bad, nigga at zero Had to turn it up a notch and switch up the tempo Ride like the president can't see thru tints like a limo Bet they think I sell dope when I pull in that all white Benzo No, this not a rental Dropped a bag on this whip it ain't shit to drop cash on your temple Bitch say I'm fresh as a Mento I run to the bag, and you niggas tip toe You know I stand on my toes I run up them racks till I can't fold Whole lotta chains on like Django Swerving a Trackhawk no Durango No time to waste We switching lanes, and we getting paid On a whole 'nother level and that's why they hate I'm tryna get it now nigga why wait? I'd be damned if a nigga try take my plate I'd be damned if a nigga try and take my paper Get the bag and I'm gone I might not see you later And my dog shoot from range like that boy with the Lakers This shit take hard work and dedication Bitch so fat, she twerking and she caking If I get on the news, it's cause a nigga made it I'm tryna stack up the blues nigga fuck being famous I'm making moves cause they fuck with my cadence I got to do what I got to do, it ain't no shame in it I get the bag and I play with it They hate how I came in the game with it Just face it nigga, you know we ain't the same with it The numbers keep rising I'm counting insane digits Way too high you can't hop on this plane with me The stick make me walk with a limp like I got a cane with me