Push Da Button

Hold up, push the button, change the clip, now that bitch hold a hunnid

I been flyin' state to state, gettin' bread, but they act like I'm runnin

Dorm room trappin', I ain't talkin' culinary, I sold the onions

Breakin' down woods and stack that shit up like I'm Paul Bunyan

Can't hug me with makeup on, I paid three bands for this fit

Ion do it cause everybody do it, I look good when I'm wear this shit

Rekked the Maserati rim, 3200 just to get it fixed

I ain't stressin', I gave that shit up like I was sellin' bricks

I ain't hurtin I'm good for real, burn down these woods for real

Niggas always talkin' bout that business, but I stood for real