Costco
[Chorus]
I'm wit' da shootas, wit' da robbers
Labels always callin' I ain't signin' I'm a shotta
Still up in these streets and I'm lookin' for these oppas
Broski spot a opp, he run him down and shoot these choppas
Cuz I was really broke, but now I'm up I'm eatin' lobster
Stuck up in these streets and now I turned into a monster
Had to rob da plug cuz he ain't dealin' wit' me proper
I can't fuck wit' her cuz shorty ain't got shit to offer
[Refrain]
Food always sellin', trap move like Costco
Drip in Dior got me dancin' like I'm Pop Smoke
Ouu, couple shootas wit' me front row
And if you talkin' GG I'ma ball like I'm Lonzo
[Verse 1]
Ouu, and I just wanna get rich just like I'm Roddy
Tour around da world and get a bigger crib in Saudi
Fuck rappin' I just do this shit for Cadi
Posted wit' some shootas who probably speak Somali
Swish and bitch I shoot like Steph Curry
And I ain't gon' stop 'til I get this FN dirty
Ouu, trap house boomin'
Demons shootin'
Oppas losin'
Fast car zoomin'
Bad bitch choosin'
Wrist game stupid
Ouu, connected just like Hotspot
Catch me outta town when da block hot
I got shorty wit' me doin' drop off
If I call my demon then it's lock off
Money makin' 'mali in a drop top
I don't fuck wit' niggas cuz they're knock off
Try to reach for it and I'ma pop off
Hundred for his top off
[Chorus]
I'm wit' da shootas, wit' da robbers
Labels always callin' I ain't signin' I'm a shotta
Still up in these streets and I'm lookin' for these oppas
Broski spot a opp, he run him down and shoot these choppas
Cuz I was really broke, but now I'm up I'm eatin' lobster
Stuck up in these streets and now I turned into a monster
Had to rob da plug cuz he ain't dealin' wit' me proper
I can't fuck wit' her cuz shorty ain't got shit to offer
[Verse 2]
Penthouse on da last floor
Glizzy's my backbone
And I've been in da trenches makin' wops shout out the backdoor
The way I'm spendin' money they don't know I really stash more
Food always sellin' bricks stamped just like a passport
3M CLE and you ain't ridin' since da comeback
Keep a thirty in my GG tell these pussies run up
And shorty say I trap a lot, I really never had a lot
And I was outta town, and I was juggin' out da trap a lot
I don't pay these rappers cuz I heard these niggas cap a lot
And my city hot and that's the reason why I travel a lot
I'm chasin' after moolah, I always keep my ouu ahh
I always keep it on me 'case I get into a shootout
Money makin' 'mali, told my hooyo we gon' move out
I'm screamin' free my dawgs until da day they let my goons out
Aye!
[Chorus]
I'm wit' da shootas, wit' da robbers
Labels always callin' I ain't signin' I'm a shotta
Still up in these streets and I'm lookin' for these oppas
Broski spot a opp, he run him down and shoot these choppas
Cuz I was really broke, but now I'm up I'm eatin' lobster
Stuck up in these streets and now I turned into a monster
Had to rob da plug cuz he ain't dealin' wit' me proper
I can't fuck wit' her cuz shorty ain't got shit to offer
[Refrain]
Food always sellin', trap move like Costco
Drip in Dior got me dancin' like I'm Pop Smoke
Ouu, couple shootas wit' me front row
And if you talkin' GG I'ma ball like I'm Lonzo