[Intro]
OGR
Double R
1K too
Wizard too

This a no go zone
Ain’t no love here leave me alone
I’m on the jet all alone
She steady ringing my phone
But we still get lit we do this (tss)
Baby girl get lit go ludacris
Ain’t no time to be chillin we wildin’
When i get on the beat i get violent
Work the hardest and mix it with talent
Ain’t no limit do what we imagine
The sky is the limit we move with the birds
They can’t believe we came outta the dirt
We going up and away outta Earth
I need it first ain’t no second or third
I’m in her gut I might hit on a nerve
She play her part give her what she deserve
Still go down we go up it’s a party announce it
Private location we up in the mountains
Nation to nation we goin the fastest
Underground king but I’m reaching the masses
Chip skylark and these hoes tryna catch us
Big heat we ain’t striking no matches
Big team ain’t nobody can match us
Said she love me but i think she an actress
But it’s ok
We can make a movie tape
To the racks I’m on the way
So you can leave or you can stay
No face no case
Sip on me like I’m her chase
Eat me good she say her grace
Take the roof off any place
We win olé
Trip to LA no bad days
Tryna catch the sun these skies ain’t gray
No dead ends we made a way
It is what it is and it ain’t what it ain’t
We be ballin so hard we be up in the paint
My shorty she bad but she look like a saint
Tryna to copy the drip but don’t rock it the same
Lose some win some more times two
90s baby still gon groove
Skirto wit me and he clutchin a brew
Bringing the flood and we bringing the food
It is what it is and it ain’t what it ain’t
We be ballin so hard we be up in the paint
My shorty she bad but she look like a saint
Tryna to copy the drip but don’t rock it the same
We win olé
Trip to LA no bad days
Tryna catch the sun these skies ain’t gray
No dead ends we made a way
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