Triple 3's, the triple 7's only Triple 3's, the triple 7's only It's bout time you level up, yeah
Ah, rolling back to back, great A on my back Chick and she owning, that's a fact I ain't trippin them niggas bitching, I'm chilling so relaxed Diamonds all intact, trippy stick I'm smoking It's hash inside of that, yeah Cruising with my bucket low, tryina get these g's and them M's Yeah my duck is yo, them suckers yo Plenty feelings, while I'm hot, staring up at the ceiling Money piling, chevy doors slamming, I'm for willing Dim your vision, for my women, them loubies too We men of honor, like you been good and now whoa are you? Cruising through, engine barking, parallel parking I'm smoking in my coupe, niggas calling up stalling Saying that I'ma come through I be too beamed up, burning papers getting paper Uh they mad I'm g'd up, but nigga fuck em no I'm waking up on another coast, you waking up the bullshit on another know
Money, girls, weed it seems it's all I ever see, through these dark ass shades All my niggas stay with me, lvl up She keep her sunglasses on while she rolling up the trees, lvl up I got the windows down and I let her feel the breeze, lvl up
Yeah, ah, I make music so that my ex girls get news And my next girls make niggas jealous so much They loose respect for, everything they stand ofr Everything they claiming, most these niggas owe these labels So that's what they holding hands for Presidential rollies, bitches throwing up pussy, that they owe me I let them wear out they arm, nice and slowly James told me, bread and butter, bread and butter Keep it amongst each other Now it's women in my suits, waiting They undercover, in the front room, it's me and the same dudes We've been in the same fumes, we follow the same rules Lvl click, get on these beats and exhale shit I can tell when, niggas is using my sales pitch I don't get upset, cause always them niggas fail quick Shoutout to my set, none of these niggas derail us I don't know what's next, but money just seems to trail us Follow in my steps, I promise that I won't fail us, all cause
Money, girls, weed it seems it's all I ever see, through these dark ass shades All my niggas stay with me, lvl up She keep her sunglasses on while she rolling up the trees, lvl up I got the windows down and I let her feel the breeze, lvl up