Lyrics:

And we be going on and on and on
On till the morning come and gone
Don't wanna argue no more 'cause you be going on and on and on
And baby I'm on it, and you know
You take it all till it's all long gone
Baby I'm ballin' I'm John Lebron
Ain't wit' that fuck shit you got it all wrong
I ain't wit' that lame shit baby, let you ride I'll drive you crazy
I got thousands on me daily, brush it off 'cause I'm too wavy
I'm too on it, I could get you off it
Baby I'm that nigga, not the one to be fucked wit'
For niggas on that narc shit, Draco hold a hunnid
I can't trust these bitches, strictly only bruh shit
Aye, slow down, slow down, baby don't you rush it
Like fuck it, I just bought a chop and I can't wait to bust it
And I don't wanna make no assumptions
I can't give my all and just end up wit' nothin'
These niggas I ain't trusting, these hoes I ain't lovin'
That chop get to bustin' that K shit from Russia
Roll somethin' up and get high as Jamaican's
Get anxious leave holes in his face like he Jason

Choppa wit' that big thang, foreign when I switch lanes
Twelve hunnid for the shoes, bitch check the kick game
Fuck a 9, .40 cal, I'm only totin' big thangs
Was finna hit your main but I didn't 'cause that bitch stank
Fuckin' wit' a P, 'cause her last nigga big lame
At the crib, got your bitch naked givin' big brain
Throwin' up them C's like a nigga in the crip gang
Been about that cash money, Birdman, Rich Gang
Big Tymin', Chang Chang
Mob Ties, Chain Gang
Body shot for what? Bitch I'm lettin' nigga's brains hang
Smokin' on that KK, fuckin' niggas main thangs
Block boy, hot boy, thuggin' and I can't change
Keep it on the real baby I'ma do the same thang
Gotta keep this steel in case a nigga tryna lane change
Beat the pussy up like I'm pops wit' it, bang bang
On the block a hunnid niggas deep yellin' gang gang, Bitch!
It's the motherfuckin' family
Choppa get to singin' like it's tryna win a grammy
Two hunnid on the dash, broke niggas can't catch me
Fuck, then I cut that's why your bitch can't stand me
Young niggas tryna have more whips than a tow yard
Balmain's but I still sag to show the Goyard
Let that Glock to a nigga head like I'm O Dog
And SOB the gang, you broke niggas I don't know y'all

I ain't wit' that lame shit baby, let you ride I'll drive you crazy
I got thousands on me daily, brush it off 'cause I'm too wavy
I'm too on it, I could get you off it
Baby I'm that nigga, not that one to be fucked wit'
For niggas on that narc shit, draco hold a hunnid