Uh rollin′ in impalas but you too tame
I ain't from the south but I appreciate the wood grain
Neighbor callin′ me about the noise it's only two man
Now I'm in the same building but the view changed
I ain′t for the waitin′ now
I bought a 'Rari and I did it just to hear the sound
Drive safe really ′boutta lose all its meaning now
Guess you love to travel when I pull up man you're leaving town
Say you′re married to the game and I'm just here to burn the gown
I got a flight in the morning
I see what you been tryna do and I′ma mission abort it
You think I never pay attention in my mind I'm recording
I'm ′boutta win and ruin all your goals and dreams out of boredom
Ridin′ around with homies like we run the city
Done it
Lookin' fresh and feelin′ like a milli
Money
Move in silence you can never hear me
Comin'
If you got a problem when you see me
Run it
Run it
DJ Snake
Rich Brian
Bang
Tryna show you what we came to do
Boss
Only talkin′ makin' major moves
Rolls Royce, no top me
No one will ever stop me
Me against the world, I got my back against the wall
(whoa)
Know I′m hell bound
(whoa)
But I'm well now
(whoa)
On the road to riches I could never lay around
(whoa)
Told her don't make a sound unless she make it loud
(ah)
Everybody scream
(everybody scream)
Everybody scream
(everybody scream)
Everybody scream
(everybody scream)
That′s my only thing
(yes)
I′m a born winner
A Jordan 23
(oh)
All my people G's until the party ceased
Ah oh
Ah oh
Ah, oh, run it
Run it
Come on
Writer(s): William Leonard Roberts, William Sami Etienne Grigahcine, Christian Dold, Brian Imanuel Soewarno, Christian Riley Taylor
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