same set

It's lit
It's lit
Uh, red cup and the wood tip
I'm just tryna clear my mind
From the bullshit
I got ninety-nine problems
Money ain' t one
They be talkin' bad bitches
But I date one
Money stackin', pistol packin'
What that talk 'bout
Bitch I'm gettin' forty bands
On the walk out
Yeah I blew a little money
But my bills paid
I woke up the next day
And I'm still paid
I remember when I barely
Had a dollar on me
I remember ducking cops
'Cause I got it on me
Went from plain gold chains
Now I'm watered down
Now I drink to my success
And that water brown
We them niggas
Always see me with the same set
We make money, we don't make threats
While they pay attention
We get pay checks (money)
When they throwing shade
We just play catch
Getting money with my set now
When I'm praying is
The only time my head down
Popping bottles, I'm all wet now
Told my city I won't let up
I won't let down (Brooklyn)
Chain is ocky, wrist is rocky
What that talk 'bout
I just bagged twenty bitches
On the walk out
Honestly, knowing me
I won't hit them up
And if they try to hit me up
I ain't picking up
Life was a living hell
Now we living well
And we drink champagne like
It's ginger ale
And we stand on the couch
While my song playin'
Up in VIP like
We ain't got no home training
We them niggas
Always see me with the same set
We make money, we don't make threats
While they pay attention
We get pay checks (money)
When they throwing shade
We just play catch
Bob Marleys and Gorilla Glue
Out in Cali, getting cloudy
With my hitter Blue
Uh, you a'ight, Emma
Yeah we good (Yeah we good)
And if I had to make a wish
I wish you niggas would
Put my Cartiers on for the shade throwers
At first they was fucking with us
Then they changed on us
And we right back popping
And they back again
And these hoes back thotting
And they back again
In the Yams with some Jordans
On our scooter bikes
They was claiming that they do it
But don't do it right
It's not about what you got
It's 'bout who you are
'Cause we don't need foreign cars
To get foreign broads
'Cause we them niggas
Always see me with the same set
We make money, we don't make threats
While they pay attention
We get pay checks (money)
When they throwing shade
We just play catch
But nah for real
We really be in the Yams
On them scooter bikes bro
We got the Jordans on the back of them
And all that
Then we see these niggas comin' down
The strip in foreign cars
And we be laughin' 'cause
When you look inside of them
It's just niggas, no girls, niggas
Fuck outta here
We them niggas