Salty Letra

Work out a pack, I blow out a sack
And jump in the 'Rari
I come from the trap, watch how how they react
The minute they saw me, niggas is mad at my life
Look in their face and they salty (mad)
Probably wishing they could park me
Diamonds shinning like a baldy (shine)
When the sun hit it
Any Club got the gun in it (Any club)
Pay attention to the OGs
And a couple of my young niggas (a couple)
Run from it or can run with it
I ain't never been no dumb nigga
On the bench light a blunt witcha
Bet she let me hit off one picture (one)

I don't want liqour
One brother, I got one sister
PCH in the Porsche driftin'
Million dollars make you talk different (yeah)
Chanel on her make her walk different
Eighty shows, I got paper, dawg
And that Porsche truck has a corpse in it (body)
It's a boss in it
Money up, I could talk with it
So much gas, I be coughing it
Pay attention who you talking with
Gucci my jogger fit
I got some work that we all can flip
I got a Plan that we could all get rich
I gotta bitch that we all can hit
Posted abroad, we run in the hall, we're looking for raw to get
I back out Smithn and he got religious, come talking 'bout god and shit (oh my god)
My youngin' really got aim, he come in the corner and get all them hit
I be in Neimans and I be in sax, just run through the mall real quick
Still talking 'bout Harlem shit
Like Jimmy I'm ballin', bitch
Her friends blowing in the wind, I'm just tryna win, i can never call it quits
She was swimming when i caught your chick
Audemars, that's a water wrist
We was really poor, now we sorta rich
Cuhzzo got caught with a quarter brick

Work out a pack, I blew out a sack
And then jump in the 'Rari
I come from the trap, watch how how they react
The minute they saw me, niggas is mad at my life
Look in their face and they salty (mad)
Probably wishing they could park me
Diamonds shinning like a baldy (shine)
When the sun hit it
Any club, got the gun in it (Any club)
Pay attention to the OGs
And a couple of my young niggas (a couple)
Run from it or can run with it
I ain't never been no dumb nigga
On the bench light a blunt witcha
Bet she let me hit off one picture (one)

Racks on me so I walk different
Get the mop 'cause the sauce dripping
Hood hot 'cause the laws in it (12)
Real niggas super authentic (real)
Cuban link with the iced out charm
Audemars, got a iced out arm
Put a pill on the top of her tongue
Hundred round, on the bottom of gun (brrr)
Blew up on em like the name wah bomb
Pulled up on 'em in a brand new Mulsanne
Not a Mulsanne they saying I changed (skurt skurt skurt)
I'm changing the lane Cadillac trip when I hop out the plane
Get you a headshot go gainst the grain
Bags of da cash, calling my name
Bought a white tiger, named it cocaine

Work out a pack, I blew out a sack
And then jump in the 'Rari
I come from the trap, watch how how they react
The minute they saw me, niggas is mad at my life
Look in their face and they salty (mad)
Probably wishing they could park me
Diamonds shinning like a baldy (shine)
When the sun hit it
Any club got the gun in it (any club)
Pay attention to the OGs
And a couple of my young niggas (a couple)
Run from it or can run with it
I ain't never been no dumb nigga
On the bench light a blunt witcha
Bet she let me hit off one picture (one)