[Verse] Stop at the light "Up and you're down," Britney talkin' at night I'll give it three hundred, fuck it, you right Say he was right, we got that right Step in the booth, turn into a knight Get it at best, get it a knight Get a new vet, and I might just Buy another pet just to pass up the sight And if she don't fuck with the steeze I guess it is what it is, I leave her be Don't try to act with her 'cause you beef You gotta pay to get what you receive You gotta pay to get more girls than Eve Just found a headache, what you say, a Steve? Too much water, they believe Okay, so you slower, you a tree Okay, so you, uh, deceive Okay, so he ain't gonna choke Then they throw me a gun but it jammed at the show I' pulled out the spare And I let it blow Hold up, I gotta slow down I gotta go now, I gotta float up You should probably just look for her I keep her busy, dog busy Before you leave, give me some sugar Lucy, and I stop at the light Lucy, and you break the law oñ you right Up and you're down like Brit at the night I'll give it three hundred, fuck it, you try it [Chorus] We tryna fight, dawg They at the light, dawg She wanna write, dawg Cut it at the free, turn them to a write-off "Up and you're down," Britney talkin' at night I'll give it three hundred, fuck it, get out of my sight Say he was right, we got that right We not the one for the fights or the flights I got the work, make it twerk on the heights I ain't gon' cap it, we all writin' tight [Part II] [Verse] Stay in the space, I- I'm in the space, I live supersized Trick what magic, open what surprise Smokin' that lope it, I'm copperized I'm livin' copper life, you, you in the copper height No society, already known, this is pastime Came with the key [Part 3 - Transition to a new beat, with slightly more aggressive vocal tones] h-h-ha y-y-you th-thought i-i-i was d-d-done? n-n-n-n-n-no [Verse] No society, already known, this is pastime Came with the key; signin' names with the hash lines Trust in me; fifth degree, ain't no act right Past life, new dog, this is catfight [Verse 2] New gifts, new joy, I got to No juice, no tool, that's not you Olé, so smooth, this is undooed Star dust, out the roof, no noob, fool [Chorus] Got it how it go, they don't know, no I just made another play on the low-low Shit get wicked when it come to moolah, oh-oh Shit get wicked when it come to moolah [Verse 3] Got it how I'm known, you just know it's me I got game from the A to the overseas They got weed only; I got more than green Listen, I got the vision, fuck some dopamine It's not confidentiality, it is known Fuck the motherfuckin' cap 'cause that shit shown It ain't shit to me, my act, and then I'm gone Rising, I'm the type with propeller on [Bridge] Fast life Help for me is so upscale since the past life Cash life 'Fore the PlayStation and games, this is pass time [Chorus] Got it how it go, they don't know, no I just made another play on the low-low Shit get wicked when it come to moolah, oh-oh Shit get wicked when it come to moolah
