Made Men

You know what I'm sayin' You know what I'm sayin', gettin' real paper, you dig what I'm sayin' Yeah, just got that new McLaren Woo No cap Woo, woo, woo, hey Chorus I was, I was drippin' when I came in Drippin' In the trap like a caveman Trap I'm playin' with the M's I don't play with bands M&M Virgil with the Louis and it's out of France Virgil Richard Mille bitin' and it like to dance Bite Lamborghini truck in the good stance Skrrt Oh, we got smoke Pay a hunnid bands Smoke Young rich nigga, I'm a made man Hey And I'm from the Nawf, Nawf Naked bitch whippin' with the 40 chalk Whip it Yeah, my wrist cost a loft Bet your money, nigga, let it walk and talk Patek with the frost cost Shawty doin' magic with her mouth goin' off Magic I was gettin' packs runnin' off Packs Sippin' good drank, noddin' off Offset Verse 1 Drip and I leak Drippin' Niggas ain't goat, they sheep Goats I done put an M in a brief M&M .45 under my seat Ah 2.2 this week 2.2 You know I need an M when I speak I need that Baguettes on my teeth Baguettes You die if you reach Bow bow Start at ten bands when I'm comin' up Good racks 'Member when I cashed on a Bentley truck Who Niggas sleepin' on 'Set, had to wake 'em up Wake up Pour it up, put it in the double cup Pour it up She get up in the pot, uppercut Brown skin thot, buttercup Thot How does it feel to be the runner up How Toppin' the charts every time I touch Top The long way, stuff it in all in her gut The long way Give her ten bands, tell her shut it up Shh I be ridin' through the city with the Smith & Wesson Smith & Wesson You kick a door and rob as an adolescent Hey That's why I thank God, a million blessings God Put the packs on the Nawf through the intersection Nawf Smokin' cookie, can't breathe hyperventilation Who Hold my wrist up, motivation Hey I see you niggas plottin', alligators Plot Send the shooters I'ma coordinate 'em Brr Big boy Patek and I know they hate it Big boy I just popped an Addy on an elevator Addy Big boy flexin', Arnold Schwarzenegger Big boy Hit him in the organ, shawty ain't gon' make it Who That's your bitch, we'll fuckin' take her Hey No cape on, bitch, no I won't save her Nah Chorus I was drippin' when I came in Drippin' In the trap like a caveman Trap I'm playin' with the M's I don't play with bands M&M Virgil with the Louis and it's out of France Virgil Richard Mille bitin' and it like to dance Bite Lamborghini truck in the good stance Skrrt Oh, we got smoke Pay a hunnid bands Smoke Young rich nigga, I'm a made man Hey And I'm from the Nawf, Nawf Naked bitch whippin' with the 40 chalk Whip it Yeah, my wrist cost a loft Bet your money, nigga, let it walk and talk Patek with the frost cost Patek Shawty doin' magic with her mouth goin' off Magic I was gettin' packs, runnin' off Packs Sippin' good drank, noddin' off Verse 2 Wait, I ain't even finish I ain't done Dippin' off the stage, I don't care about the image My brother 17 with a 15-year sentence Who When he jump up out the pen, I'ma give a whole million Ticket Laser, beam on your head like Krillin Beam I was 17 when I turned into a villain I can snap my fingers and these niggas start killin' Bow Ridin' in a Wraith, solar system in the ceilin' Who Niggas goin' ape when bananas start to peelin' Ape Like 'em with no waist and they gotta be vanilla Chop Backwood and it's filled with Limoncello You like to cop good, I'ma hit you with the metal Put my mama on fleek Mama My daddy on dope, we don't speak He on dope Geeked on a yacht like skreet I'm geeked up Sleep from your block, go to sleep NDA better not breach Who Codeine put me, asleep Mud She runnin' the water, it leaks Water I get the bag, a beast Bag I bought the Bentyaga for three She wanna fuck me but can't speak Smash We gon' get you for all your tweets Who Please don't call it peace Woo, woo Chorus I was drippin' when I came in Drippin' In the trap like a caveman Trap I'm playin' with the M's I don't play with bands M&M Virgil with the Louis and it's out of France Virgil Richard Mille bitin' and it like to dance Bite Lamborghini truck in the good stance Skrrt Oh, we got smoke Pay a hunnid bands Smoke Young rich nigga, I'm a made man Hey And I'm from the Nawf, Nawf Naked bitch whippin' with the 40 chalk Whip it Yeah, my wrist cost a loft Bet your money, nigga, let it walk and talk Patek with the frost cost Shawty doin' magic with her mouth goin' off Magic I was gettin' packs runnin' off Packs Sippin' good drank, noddin' off