I'm Straight

Yeah

Cook that shit up Quay!

I look up, I see I got 'bout seven rides in the studio

Know what I'm saying? Ya you know

We’re the only ones living life to the fullest, you know what I'm saying?

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great (I'm straight)

I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play

I sold a hundred bags before an hour hit

So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit

Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut, I'm going dumb-dumb (dumb-dumb)

I'm sippin' Act', and that shit real deal, do you want some?

Same ones tryin' to run with the clique

Be the same ones throwing salt on the clique

Main reason why I'm fuckin' your bitch, I ain't gon' say shit

I asked you about it, you lied

You asked me about it, I kept it 100, I'm nothin' like these other guys

I really spent 2,000 on kicks and only wear 'em one time

Something about a nigga mind frame

Diamonds doing jumpin-jacks in the AP, I can make the time change

200 hoes in my call log and they ain't got not a namesake

Took her out the hood, put her on the drip, now I got her rockin' name brand

Me and Sid had two different spots, but he was around the corner doin' the same thing

Everywhere I go my chains hang, free my bros out the chain gang

New Maybach cost 230, I don't even get my shoes dirty

I don't even sleep when I get tired, you can see the Adderall in my eyes

Tiger said he got the drop on the opps

But fuck it, let's slide and shoot up the block

Niggas knowin' how we come through

G5 out the sunroof

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great (I'm straight)

I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play

I sold a hundred bags before an hour hit

So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit

Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut, I'm going dumb-dumb (dumb-dumb)

I'm sippin' Act', and that shit real deal, do you want some?

Same ones tryin' to run with the clique

Be the same ones throwing salt on the clique

Main reason why I'm fuckin' your bitch, I ain't gon' say shit

We used trap out my ma house, turn the condo to a hideout

We can't be fuckin' at my house, niggas be runnin' they damn mouth

Walk down on them broad daylight, it ain't no funny, no drive-by

I'm cool on the love and the high-fives

You niggas can't keep up with my guys

You can't get all this drip in a lifetime

I got out and ran it up at the right time

We got Dracos whenever it's nighttime

We ain't ever gonna stop at the stop sign

Went to Wafi, I told 'em I want to shine

Man the coupe quarter million, they wiped me down

I'm running this town, everything I say facts, niggas can't take that

New Lamborghini 18

Only thing I do is make cream, I don't why these niggas hating

Only thing I do is drink lean, rest in peace to Fredo Santana

I just keep buying all these Fantas

I don't want to go out like that, only thing I know is get racks

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great (I'm straight)

I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play

I sold a hundred bags before an hour hit

So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit

Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut, I'm going dumb-dumb (dumb-dumb)

I'm sippin' Act', and that shit real deal, do you want some?

Same ones tryin' to run with the clique

Be the same ones throwing salt on the clique

Main reason why I'm fuckin' your bitch, I ain't gon' say shit