Historic Lyrics

Spent a rack on my jeans first

Bitch I put me first

We gon keep moving

Can't stop, can't reverse

Yeah, fuck yo shit up

Different swag, Weezy on Rebirth, yeah

These some Endless, bitch, you stupid think these jeans Purp

Bitch you stupid thinking that you fucking with me

In that Trackhawk, pull off

You is not keeping up with me

Finna get that bag like Diddy, uh

Swerving in the city, yeah

Bitch I'm rocking Hermes, yes, for really, yeah

You could get knocked out for acting silly

Bro just scored some Act and he finna go and crack the seally

We ain't slowing down

Got the motion, it's a fact we litty

We make the style, make the waves

That y'all gon jack for really

Bitch you stupid, who the fuck you talking crazy to

Pulled off, had to snap

I'm like look what y'all done made me do

Been shitting on y'all for years, if I was you I would hate me too

Shout out to my mans, when I was down he done gave me two

Shout out to my brothers, the ones who stayed down, yeah

We be known to get it, y'all be known to play round

I be chilling with the dogs, not no fucking greyhound

I'ma win no matter what, might knock you in the eighth round, yeah, yeah

Hop in the coupe and I floor it, bitch

Hop in the coupe, it's a foreign

I need my money, don't short it, bitch

Bitch, I'm balling like Jordan

What we do historic, bitch

What y'all do is boring, yeah

I go up and get some more shit

Bitch, I'm always scoring

You not never on shit

Paid ten thousand for a fit, okay

You only show off for a bitch, uh

I'm on the grind to get rich, okay

Shit get live just like it's Twitch

If he talking come with risk, okay

I'm too cold, bitch, I'm sick

Threw diamonds on my wrist, okay

I put diamonds on my wrist

Diamonds on my neck and bracelet

Always got to win, I got to do it

I can't second place it

You a bitch, you crying about some shit

I suggest to face it

You is not on shit, you is a random

I expect the lame shit

I expect the Phantom when I go up and I'm finna lane switch

Why the fuck you trying to make a pointless move where you don't gain shit

Why the fuck you talking like you somebody

We know you ain't shit

Really I know that y'all cannot fuck with me

Finna blow, I'm patient

Bitch, I'm finna blow, don't got no option

All of y'all been talking, y'all just watching, yeah, yeah

But that talk, what y'all doing, it don't stop shit

Hit the mall fucking shit up

I walk in and I cop shit

Y'all be talking like some cops, y'all some feds

I just walked up in the building

Bought some brand new Hermes

You know you the man when they doing what you says

And I'm getting bands, run that shit up till I'm dead, yeah

I can't let em take my spot, can't give they ass a chance

Switching up the fabrics, mixing up designer brands

I ain't worried when y'all talking, man, y'all just some fans

All my money make it walk, make it fucking dance

Hit his ass with the left then I switch the stance

I'ma go and get that bag anytime I get the chance

Run shit up, we go and get it

Then we got to flip the bands

Got to watch out, man, them hollows they might hit your mans