All Time High

Coke boi Get to the bag and I go (I go) I get done fuckin' ya bitch and I go (I go) Roll up a blunt full of that Runtz, feelin' like I poured a four I told her panties gotta go (gotta go) She want me to take it slow (take it) She like how the money rain on the floor (she lighten) She lighten up like some twinkle toes (shy) Most of these niggas goin' out sad (sad) Man, this shit is sad (so sad) You really can't do nothin' but chase a bag Dickridin' at an all-time high Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (hot, yeah) Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot) Snitchin'-ass nigga, you gon' rot (snitchin'-ass nigga, you gon' rot) Can't tell on my brother, I would not (can't tell on my brother, I would not) One of a kind, man, we so hot (one of a kind, man, we so hot, yeah) Can't let these niggas break us up (nah) They just mad we in the Bentley truck Fuck around and get stumped I'm upholdin' your ass, playin' around with us (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Draw my gun if I see you movin' too fast, no need to rush Six hour flight, wake me when the plane finna land, no catchin' bust (what? Nah) Got your bitch up on her knees and I'm finna bust Saint Laurent muddy bust Bustin' out my damn jeans, and it's not enough Saint Laurent jeans bustin' out my fuckin' what and I'm finna what? Man, damn Most of these niggas goin' out sad (sad) Man, this shit is sad (so sad) You really can't do nothin' but chase a bag Dickridin' at an all-time high Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (hot, yeah) Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (Takeoff) Woah, stop (woah) Or somebody finna get shot (brr) 'Fore I put the cheese on top (spin) And then we come spinnin' the block (spin) Remember them days after them days when niggas was runnin' from cops? (Freeze) Now I get money, no minimum wage, I'm tryna dodge the paparazzi (cheese) Wait, hold on (wait) Swervin', I get my roll on (swerve) Outside the river, Cinderella white And the new Patek a snowcone If this is a sport, we takin' the torch Tell 'em good game then go home (bye) And like a new 'Port, we bringin' the smoke But you wanna short along (smoke) Ain't givin' my heart to none of you women, so I went and painted it Chrome (no) I'm talkin' 'bout the bag, I'm callin' Chris Paul, so I cannot pick up the phone (brr) She not tryna fuck, then she out of luck, the bag she had is gone (where?) Ain't tryna be disrespectful, baby, she just had a nasty tone He poppin' them all like he feelin' unstoppable, told him to change the tone (woo) If it's somethin' 'bout my brother, it can be right, or it can be dead wrong (true) Niggas dickridin' at an all-time high, y'all niggas dead wrong (stop) Fourth of July, how I'm poppin' that fire, you can be dead and gone (pop) Most of these niggas goin' out sad (sad) Man, this shit is sad (aw man) You really can't do nothin' but chase a bag Dickridin' at an all-time high Gotta watch your back, they'll take your spot Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (hot, yeah) Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot) Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (hot, yeah) Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot) Keep the iron on me 'cause it get hot (hot, yeah) Yeah