(Yari) Hm-hmm-hmm, hm-hmm Hm, hmm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm-hmm Positive influences didn't really have a lot Jewelry got insurances, don't make me bring this trap alone All these bitches everywhere, they don't even have a tongue I don't need insurances, I don't need to tag along Always by my damn self, don't need to bring the gang along God can hold my own ground, these offers like to cap a lot Stick with me like Polo, come and check my catalogue Greeting like a parachute, bitches wanna sing along Then I bring the finger on, end up on the poster Please don't get your bridges shot, big checking Monclers Throwin' in the trap a lot, standin' at the fucking park Tryna make you fucking locked, stocked and two smoking barrels (Barrels), ah Rollie it don't tell talk Never touch the AP Pull up with the Glock, Glock Everybody shaky Your bitchy give me crunk, crunk Making bread like ice or pastry Lot of problems in my life, but It ain't nothin' I can't handle (No) Sometimes I sit in my house by myself and my phone thinking, "Should I put a hit out?" (Should I?) Yeah, I change my mind, I got basics on the line And I know there's bigger pictures Fuck your bitch, I'm outside Quarter million cash down Double up and go again Double up and go again (Double up and go again) Double up and go again (Double up, go again) Double up and go again Double up and go again