Cheat Sheet Lyrics

12 hours drive so we put it in the mail Cartie on my wrist, could've bought another car

Diamonds get the flashing got em livid Lifestyle rockstar, walk around feel my kidneys

Six-4 the engine, Daytona cash out Heard you owe the bank chicken

Lamb truck chop, I'm a goin my city Hunnids in them fifties

Tour bus, Sprinter van, bitches showin' titties Bitch, we gettin' litty

Watch I pop off, Lil bitch in the coupe, take her top off

Cariter, Get to busting like it's knocked off

Put ten on his head, get him knocked off Pigs get behind me, I hit the gas, ain't no catchin' chop

Ten on his head, I'm ridin' round with two titties on the AR

That's like a hundred thots Yeah, hit his whip it, bitch, it's like a hundred shots

Put it in a pot, watch it bubble up Call Big Brah, tell him you need a double up

Now I hit the block, get the work off Pounds in the Uber, watch how I maneuver

Cartie for the trenches, T-

10 racks for the strippers Fuck a record deal, I'm ballin' independent

Ballin', check my pivots, smokin' Scottie Pimp

And niggas broke as hell, that's why them niggas livid

She got a big butt, I got a big bag She wanna come and get some

I told that lil' bitch, nah, you can't get none

We slam dunkin' all these packs, we don't get hung

We just get money, better go and get some

Blue tips in my rifle, nigga, don't get stung

We got big guns, big drugs, big funds

Rollie on my wrist, shit lookin' like a Bitcoin

Cartie on my left, shit lookin' like a carcass

Wild body, scat, know I had to double park

If a nigga runnin' up, then you know I had to spark

See these diamonds round my neck, shine brighter when it's dark

Nigga, put your team on, then I bet you could go far

You got the money, no respect, like a car without a starter

Got the scopes and the whip with the AR in the trunk

I got the family on my back, so I gotta go hard

I got Family on my back, so I gotta play it smarter

Riding with the semi if a nigga play it stupid

I got it on this nose, got him lookin' like a goofy

50 rounds in this chop, lift him up like a smoothie

T-shirt rude, and I'm chillin' with a rude bitch

This flow sweet, got this bitch on some new shit

Cartie on frames, hit the seat on some coochie

I'm gettin' money, now you know that's fun news, bitch

Niggas, they be hatin

Cause the money, they can't get none

I'm countin' pros while I'm smokin' white bubblegum

Gang hit the beat, I'm for a honey bun

I split the ten just to have fun

I'm with a cougar, but she act young

Bitch, I'm smart, but my racks dumb

I'm like I packed big guns

And this a scope on the chop, if a op run

I wrote it up, it only took a week

If you gettin' money, what's the test

I got the cheat sheet

Diamonds, water, VV

Bitch, take a sneak peek

She wanna fuck, she a need freak

I wanna fuck her and her friend, I gotta be discreet

I got a seat up at Old Field, I can't fuckin' blink

Bring that beef to your door like it's Uber Eats

Man, all them guns, get some new heats