Traction

Drop a couple ashes, keep it coming, then you blow it up
I got some hits, they’re coming fast and I’m gon' run it up
I keep on running out the mud, yeah
I got her blasting for the ones, yeah
Keep my balance
Keep 'em stagnant
Keep 'em losing traction, oh
Keep my balance
Keep 'em moving stagnant while I
Keep 'em losing traction
1−8-7, ain’t no accident
Yeah, I just got that Fendi
I just bought the demon eyes to throw you off
You can’t ascend me
All these bitches trying to offend me
Nah, act like you ain’t ready, 'cause I know what you gon' tell m, yeah
Want to talk about my sins, yeah
Can not be rpent, yeah
Diamonds on my hand, why not have diamonds on my wrist
See the violence from my big rings, the diamonds fill the vent
So, what the fuck do you expect
I’m killing dittos on my side, I might die before it ends
Man, I can’t lie, I need to spend some more time on the west
Fuck living on the edge, I’ve been dying on the slope
Keeping all my loose ends tied to the same rope
Drop a couple ashes, keep it coming, then you blow it up
I got some hits, they’re coming fast and I’m gon' run it up
Yeah, drop Impulsive Pressure
That’s a demon’s story looking for an angel
Drop a couple ashes, keep it coming, then you blow it up
I got some hits, they’re coming fast and I’m gon' run it up
I keep on running out the mud, yeah
I got her blasting for the ones, yeah
Keep my balance
Keep 'em stagnant
Keep 'em losing traction, oh
Keep my balance
Keep 'em moving stagnant while I
Keep 'em losing traction
1−8-7, ain’t no accident
Red light
I’mma catch that nigga lacking at the red light
Fuck around and crash the coupe, I’m losing track of time
Plus, your on my mind, you’re the only thing I want to find, oh yeah
High end
Got designer, got to keep it on the high end
I be acting antisocial, I don’t got no friends
Money that I spend, the way I’m living got you shivering, oh yeah
Tell that nigga back, back (back)
No, wait — backtrack
VV diamonds on my neck
Ha, it got you upset
You been talking way too tough
Out your fucking neck
I’mma fucking shoot you in your head
Leave you with regret (bang)
Drop a couple ashes, keep it coming, then you blow it up
I got some hits, they’re coming fast and I’m gon' run it up
I keep on running out the mud, yeah
I got her blasting for the ones, yeah
Keep my balance
Keep 'em stagnant
Keep 'em losing traction, oh
Keep my balance
Keep 'em moving stagnant while I
Keep 'em losing traction
1−8-7, ain’t no accident