10 Lyrics

John Cena, these niggas can't see me

Ran that bag up, now they see us on TV

Yeah, Reece be packing heat (hot, hot)

Hit that, Damn hold up I'm geeked

12 pull up, we fleet on feet

New car, Track hawk Jeep

Put that shit on, I be flee

Your swag obsolete

Chase bank, or T.D (I smack)

Heard that, Pack T.D (let's trap)

Bad bitch, what you want out me?

Get your racks up, save that shit, you don't wanna go back on E (stack up)

You don't wanna be 45, saying kids don't be like me (flat as fuck)

Hopped in that SRT and tore up the street

Shout out one way Frank, he just followed me

It's like as soon as I touch some money, everybody start calling me

I'm so blessed, it's like God called on me

Fuck wrong with my ex, she keep on blocking me (I miss you Audrey)

Been through a lot, fuck negative energy ( fuck it, keep that shit)

You can take whatever from me, I'm still a G (100)

Run that cash up, run that shit up, like 10 a G (what you want, I got that)

Book me for a show, okay, I need like 10 at least (10 ball)

I just ran into some fine shit, she a 10 Piece (come here, need that)

John Cena, these niggas can't see me

Ran that bag up, now they see us on TV

Yeah, Reece be packing heat (hot, hot)

Hit that, Damn hold up I'm geeked

12 pull up, we fleet on feet

New car, Track hawk Jeep

Put that shit on, I be flee

Your swag obsolete

Chase bank, or T.D (I smack)

Heard that, Pack T.D (let's trap)

Bad bitch, what you want out me?

Damn, I miss my dog (miss my dog)

We was skipping school, trapped out in the hall

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

I'm a ball for y'all (ball forever)

Wish that I could just get one call, yeah yeah