[Chorus: TNT Tez]
Burning drawer
Pouring fours
That's how all my n***as roll
30 with a scope
We gon aim it at your throat
That's how all my n***as roll
We bout to bag to the store
Spend a hundred on some clothes
That's how all my n***as roll
Balenciaga on my toes
We be movin' real slow
That's how all my n***as roll

[Verse: wifisfuneral]
Pull up like hundreds fall right from the sky
Pardon me, yeah, I fuck up all the time
She blow like two of my spark, we unite
You can't connect me to fight for your life
I push a button to see what she like
Lost in these ways but then search for the light
Shit, won't adjust to this life, I'm just days in
Ratchet came in with the blade, hitter
Pass that ho 'round like my name Peyton
Babies I watch like a babysitter
Nutted and I flood my babies in it
I need my bands like a paid filter
Hold up
Right back to the pot, uh
Foreign out the lot, uh
Bitty bitch gon get top, uh
I can't fuck with no opps, uh
Two phones in my spot, uh
Lemme know what you want, uh
These broke boys a flop, uh
My career on top, uh
They best hit a dot, uh
Lemme know what you want, uh
These broke boys a flop, uh
My career on top
Hold up like