Yeah
On my flexing shit
On my best shit
Better than my next shit
Shit you don't know man I don't know
It can go anyway you want it to yaheard
Yeah yeah NOLA
Bitch I'm booted up
Tell me who gon fool with us
They looking like some lunch meat
They all look like food to us
I got the K's like Ku Klux
Bag off in my shoe tucked
Hand on my two nuts
You stupid as hell you ain't choose us
Got double R like railroads
On these tracks I don't let up
Focused getting my bread up
Gotta free my bredda and my cuz too
Y'all ain't making no movement
I'm up high like moonmen
Just touched down on the moon man
Yeah I'm a demon
Cock back let it blow I let it go for any reason
Used to hitting licks now we shopping out at Niemann's
Shoulda seen us
I was 14 with a nina
Still smarter than the seniors
Got street smarts ima see ya
Got sweet hearts in the rear
We charting in Korea
North and South
Different countries on my shit
And you just doubting
Rocket Records be the gang
Who gon' tell us settle down
Put time in to make a change
I ain't here to hang around
I got goals and plenty ambitions
Cant be stuck around just wishing
I'm just tryna stack my businesses
I'm in this shit gon' win this shit
Bitch I'm booted up
Tell me who gon fool with us
They looking like some lunch meat
They all look like food to us
I got the K's like Ku Klux
Bag off in my shoe tucked
Hand on my two nuts
You stupid as hell you ain't choose us
Ain't it about damn time to give some credit where it's due
You must be out y'all mind
To think you ever really do it
Like we do it
Cuz we do it so much better
If you think inside the box
Then you ain't stopping Rocket records
I think we gon' make a hit today
They thank us for another
I feel like we work fa chick Fila
It's really our pleasure
Momma really made a legend
But the thing is she don't know it yet
But one thing that I know is give it time
And I get over it
I'm over it
I'm workin' now
Exercised my mind
And now shit workin' out
Ain't never been to sure
But always 1 thing I was certain bout
That's Mighty
And if we talking money
Then that's 1 thing that excite me
In my bag you know
I'm in this shit gon' win this shit
Bitch I'm booted up
Tell me who gon fool with us
They looking like some lunch meat
They all look like food to us
I got the K's like Ku Klux
Bag off in my shoe tucked
Hand on my two nuts
You stupid as hell you ain't choose us