Straight To It ft. 817Pxrple Lyrics

We finna get straight to it

Up in the stu and I'm making this music

Floating outta space I'm all on my shrooms shit

Masked up in a photo we boom shit

We sweep niggas up like a broom stick

Always masked up mf doom shit

Niggas rats mic'd up like some Neuman's

Ratting for the cheese get to boomin

Geeked in my mind bend outta it

I remember reading up on counterfeits

Imma glow up on all these doubting bitches

They gon spin back I'm re-routing it

Imma crop they ass right up out the picture

Keep a cannon they don't know I'm bout this shit

Was a dirty rock coming out the mud

Now I feel like a diamond that's polished

ATL that's were I'm from metropolitan

Smoking flavors this shit like neapolitan

Might just buy a new court just to ball in it

Never lose to the abyss I won't fall in it

Sparking too much think I got a high tolerance

Hit my boy for gas I need me a lot of it

Get the money get a lot like the lottery

Can't fuck with bitches cause they just be bossing me, facts

Ya niggas stay with cap

I don't know if I can fuck with that

Roll em up get em smoked like blacks (like blacks)

Vvs my wrist stained glass (stained glass)

Diamonds on my neck won't splash (won't splash)

If you run up imma dump that mag (that mag)

Just like I take out the trash

On my shoulder got money and packs

I'm getting hella the cash

Goyard it's on me got Louie and Gucci no these ain't no regular bags

This a big boy chopper on me no these ain't regular mags

Rocket all up in my pocket you know that that shit finna blast

No I will never be, no I will never be last

These niggas think they can compete (huh)

Thank you I needed that laugh

Diamonds water like a bath

Fendi, Prada make it splash

Runnin runnin like the flash

Runnin runnin like the flash (flash)

We finna get straight to it

Up in the stu and I'm making this music

Floating outta space I'm all on my shrooms shit

Masked up in a photo we boom shit

We sweep niggas up like a broom stick

Always masked up mf doom shit

Niggas rats mic'd up like some Neuman's

Ratting for the cheese get to boomin

Geeked in my mind bend outta it

I remember reading up on counterfeits

Imma glow up on all these doubting bitches

They gon spin back I'm re-routing it

Imma crop they ass right up out the picture

Keep a cannon they don't know I'm bout this shit

Was a dirty rock coming out the mud

Now I feel like a diamond that's polished

ATL that's were I'm from metropolitan

Smoking flavors this shit like neapolitan

Might just buy a new court just to ball in it

Never lose to the abyss I won't fall in it

Sparking too much think I got a high tolerance

Hit my boy for gas I need me a lot of it

Get the money get a lot like the lottery

Can't fuck with bitches cause they just be bossing me, facts

Ya niggas stay with cap

I don't know if I can fuck with that

Roll em up get em smoked like blacks

Vvs my wrist stained glass

Diamonds on my neck won't splash

If you run up imma dump that mag

Just like I take out the trash

On my shoulder got money and packs