Couple bad bitches on the radar and I ain't even conversatin' Caught a play way out in Vegas, for them bands, I ain't contemplatin' I'm in a X6 with my mans, and he in the Lam', on 20, racin' 'Member back then we was fucked up, twenty bands for me, that's basic Now we count cash, we might pull up in a Wraith Big house with the gate, and that shit came with a lake Fuck the fake, we got racks in the safe, lil' bitch, we straight Came from shit, we got rich, and that shit came with some hate Couple bad bitches out in Cali tryna slide like a finale I got migos on the payroll, gettin' work off in the valleys Rockin' double G, not Balis Couple hundred G's off rappin' Flyin' overseas with the packages Rockin' VVS's like candy Got your main ho on the radar, finna ignore her I been road runnin', gettin' things off, tryna stack this shit far 900 horses my push-start, and I ain't even add force New bustdown on my left arm, could've bought a new car Couple bad bitches on the radar and I ain't even conversatin' Caught a play way out in Vegas, for them bands, I ain't contemplatin' I'm in a X6 with my mans, and he in the Lam', on 20, racin' 'Member back then we was fucked up, twenty bands for me, that's basic Now we count cash, we might pull up in a Wraith Big house with the gate, and that shit came with a lake Fuck the fake, we got racks in the safe, lil' bitch, we straight Came from shit, we got rich, and that shit came with some hate Got a bad bitch tryna eat it up, I'm finna nut off in her face I was down bad 'til I came up, now my name hold weight Ridin' down 20, Quill in the Lam', I'm in the Wraith We just passed Candler, I'm droppin' the top, we ready to race Boy, just look at they face When I look in they eyes, I see nothin' but hate Let 'em contemplate I hit him with this Glock, I bet he shake Whole gang up, we straight Twenty on me on the regular day That shit ain't nothin', that's basic K Couple bad bitches on the radar but I don't conversate Couple bad bitches on the radar and I ain't even conversatin' Caught a play way out in Vegas, for them bands, I ain't contemplatin' I'm in a X6 with my mans, and he in the Lam', on 20, racin' 'Member back then we was fucked up, twenty bands for me, that's basic Now we count cash, we might pull up in a Wraith Big house with the gate, and that shit came with a lake Fuck the fake, we got racks in the safe, lil' bitch, we straight Came from shit, we got rich, and that shit came with some hate