Lyrics
Know that ima get it
Ima kill it
It'll never change
Bouta set it off
Gasoline, with the propane
Talk about the others
Know that no one is comparable
I ain't tryna flex, but I ain't waitin' for no miracles
It's REEVES
Ice on my wrist
Make your woman lose her clothes
In my bed actin' like an uncaged animal
Yeah she a freak
In which city did we meet
It do not matter
All see want is that meat (yes sir)
Gotta go
Hit the road
While she's still asleep
I'll be two states away by the time she wake
Most these girls tweeked
No job, can't cook
And they makeup ain't on fleek
Back to the start
Shout out my boy ACE
Money make things happen
So these photo shoots are clean
ACE and T.REEVES
Made this song overseas
Pull up to the club
We need bottles of Bombay
I'm so international
Got a Aussie as my date
Yay
Bouta pop off like some tags
Everybody know that
Everybody see it comin'
Flashin' like a Kodak
Finally our time
Like our wrist with a rolex
Know that ima get it
Ima kill it
It'll never change
Bouta set it off
Gasoline, with the propane
Talk about the others
Know that no one is comparable
I ain't tryna flex, but I ain't waitin' for no miracles
Know that ima get it
Ima kill it
It'll never change
Bouta set it off
Gasoline, with the propane
Talk about the others
Know that no one is comparable
I ain't tryna flex, but I ain't waitin' for no miracles
I'm talkin' to my bottle full of Hennessy
It's tellin' me that everybody hatin' me
I'm comin' at they heads
They Defensive Back
But when we face to face they be Running Backs
Man I don't even get it why they rap now
Damn near everybody has the same sound
I'm just like
Hold up wait a minute now
I can kill a track just hear me out
Ahh man
Youngin' feelin' godly
Money ain't a problem
Money ain't an option
Every time I get it I just pass it like I'm Stockton
Never cared about it
Gave it up like it's adoption
Look I stole the scene
Lookin' like I'm Kenny Lofton
Coldest in the game
Lookin' like the winter's locked in
Someone's gotta stop him
All we do is watch him
Lookin' like a murder scene
Wake up Johnnie Cochran
Feeling like The Weeknd
Girl you know I do this often
Puttin' in this work boy
The kid has finally clocked in
RIP to StackaDolla
Know my homie watchin'
Always in the Post like Malone
Damn I'm saucin'
Know that ima get it
Ima kill it
It'll never change
Bouta set it off
Gasoline, with the propane
Talk about the others
Know that no one is comparable
I ain't tryna flex, but I ain't waitin' for no miracles
Know that ima get it
Ima kill it
It'll never change
Bouta set it off
Gasoline, with the propane
Talk about the others
Know that no one is comparable
I ain't tryna flex, but I ain't waitin' for no miracles
No miracle, yeah
No miracle, yeah
No miracle, yeah
Uh huh
Yeah
Uh huh