Ran Outta Ones
Ima Roll it and spark when I walk in the door
Get whatever I want When I Walk out the store
They ain't got the heart, them n***** is hoes
If shorty a baddie I'm droppin a Lo
I cant pick one I got too many flows
Cant even get dressed I got too many clothes
Bro nem got booked they was trafficking loads
Man me and my n***** be cracking the codes
To keep it 100 is critical
Every time I do the dash it's digital
First time I hopped out a lamb was pivotal
Count up 100 in cash the minimum
Racks in my pocket it bust out my denim
I'm having
N**** be splashing
Dripping in fashion
I'm bout the cash
In general
Trying to pull out something fast
To keep it 100
These n***** is weak to me
These n***** can't get on a beat with me
These n***** can't lace up the sneaks with me
These n***** cant walk down the street with me
These n***** could never compete with me
These n***** couldn't think of defeating me
Or speak to me
I left them alive out of decency
I promise I keep it 100
I was sipping on real act for they had wock
Man we was on MGP
Back then I was looking like a MVP
On 10 like a n***** took a NZT
Gaht Damn
Jumped off the porch into Porsche seats
Riding 4 deep with the heat inna front seat
Low key too geeked ona 4 piece
Try to hit the sheets go to sleep
Woke up geeked
(I promise I keep it 100)
These n***** been faking too long
(I promise)
These n***** been hating too long
I'm sitting outside I been waiting too long
I text her and tell her she taking to long
I cant even count it the paper too long
I promise ian been to the bank in too long
I cant put it out cuz my weed is too strong
The b**** was too bad
I couldn't leave her alone
Seen it was vacant we taking the throne
We in Cali I'm smoking on strong
Run up a Billi man that's what we on
Go tell the waiter “Filet the mignon.”
I hit the gas and I get in my zone
(Run it)
I hit the pedal I'm gone
(The cullinan)
Tell ‘em I want it in chrome
(My brudda nem)
Tell ‘em I wanted em home
They putting switches on drums
(Slatty)
I put it right on her tongue
Bro say he out on a bond
(Confetti)
They say they ran outta ones
They putting switches on drums
(Slatty)
I put it right on her tongue
Bro say he out on a bond
(Confetti)
They say they ran outta ones
But you know we never for none
Back to back coupes on the way to the funds
Back to back trucks outside of the function
Back to back blunts it full up my lungs
Smoke so much killa it feel like some syrup
Smoke so much killa it feel like a perc
Walk out the bank and I hopped inna vert
Spin out the tires when I switch outta first
Thumbin and thumbin It's a gift and a curse
Had to clean up the kitchen It's covered in work
Financial magician
I make it appear
I make it a pair
I make it a per
I feel like Gucci I'm making it burr
Crunch on the pedal peel off in a blur
I hit the pot and I whip n i stir
If you don't know me I'm making it clurr
Ok?