Uh, yeah
YSL gang gang, you know what I'm sayin'
Hey, Gunna
I'm out here in Cali, ****, I'm feeling like you
Yeah, I got vibes in LA
Dimes in the bank
I keep rising the hate
Put blue stars in the Wraith
Two new cars, ain't no space
Do some wood, pop some Ace
Get to running, we can race
Used to starve till I ate
Yellow diamonds, I got clean piss
Perfect timing, a ice cream wrist
Risk your life for, for a beam miss
This bitch from England, don't know no English
I don't pay no mind to no sneak diss
Told the label, I can't sign for no cheap trick
My block play with them pounds, shit like recess
Lot of chopper guns and F&N's and kill TECs
I'm sittin' way back, in the back of that Maybach
Gold Rollie I paid cash, two tone for my main man
YSL, we made it, hit the gas, no brakes
I'ma speed up the Wraith, Young Gunna gettin' paid
Big house with a gate, better save your money
I hope you don't have to find out the hard way
Take a loss and get it crackin', broad day
We just been gettin' rich relaxin', parlayin'
I put a bad bitch on Broadway
Tryna cop a mansion like Bill Gates
Count so many of them blue hunnids, they feel fake
Cut that dope up just like Benihana's with no wait
I got vibes in La
Dimes in the bank
I keep rising the hate
Put blue stars in the Wraith
Two new cars, ain't no space
Do some wood, pop some Ace
Get to running, we can race
Used to starve till I ate
I go fed, you go state, goin' to trial 'bout my case
I got bitches in the bay, diamonds hit so hard, they look fake
Hell nah, my shit came straight from icebox
I'm in Cali in the hills, with some hitters in a tanktop
Blindfold, I just counted a hunnid grand with my eyes closed
Comin' for a **** like me, fuck 'round, get exposed
This draco hold a hunnid, they gon' aim it at your nose, nose
Keep that worrisome bitch out my place
Tom Anderson, give me my space
Promoter hit the line and he said he got a play
Told his ass forty K, lock it in, I'm on my way, hey
I got vibes in La
Dimes in the bank
I keep rising the hate
Put blue stars in the Wraith
Two new cars, ain't no space
Do some wood, pop some Ace
Get to running, we can race
Used to starve 'till I ate
I got vibes in La
Dimes in the bank
I keep rising the hate
Put blue stars in the Wraith
Two new cars, ain't no space
Do some wood, pop some Ace
Get to running, we can race
Used to starve till I ate

Writer(s): Gunna, Moneybagg Yo.