[Gunna:]Mind on a motherfuckin' milli'Riding with the motherfuckin' semiGrind from the start to the finishPull up in the foreign, I'll park it in the trenchesSee 230 on the dash, driving real fast, I'mma speed over the limitNo, we ain't going out sad, 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envyI be getting higher than a treeStill stacking racks, money all that I needStill selling pounds of that weed, I leave 'em with the bro, when I'm going overseasThat's the double shit was already kickingWe just sipping lean, popping X, really geekin'And I'm rocking water like ice, I could freeze itWhen your bitch land, I'mma book her at Four SeasonsHating on the kid for no reasonGunna drip sauce, let it sprinkle like it's seasonRocking off-white, when I'm walking to the meetingA nigga flying kites down the road, they some demonsNigga, stop caking that hoe, she a cheaterI only fuck her once or twice, then nigga, I'mma leave herI tried to pop a Percocet and pour me up a litrI drop a fishscale in a bowl, let it heat upChanel and they still can't see usNigga, send 'em back, counting money with my feet upI be sending racks to my, 'cause on the kioskI'mma send that pack down the road, until you get outLet that bitch stick the dope deep in her mizzouthI been putting shit up at the hizzouseDripping on these bitches through a drizzoughtDamn, a nigga made it out the sizzouthMind on a motherfuckin' milli'Riding with the motherfuckin' semiGrind from the start to the finishPull up in the foreign, I'll park it in the trenchesSee 230 on the dash, driving real fast, I'mma speed over the limitNo, we ain't going out sad, 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy[Hoodrich Pablo Juan:]Flying a jet or a foreign, I do thatHunnid thousand worth of ice in my Louis bagSaint Lauren kicking these bitches like "Who that?"Rich nigga came from the hood, but you knew thatIce on my neck, it look like a sleetPlain Jane ban on an iced out PatekDope up that hoe, she a freakI'm up getting money, don't know how to sleepI fucked that lil' bitch and I fucked up the sheetsIce all over me like I was a Christmas treeMind on a milli', ain't thinking 'bout enemiesShoot a nigga down like J. F. KennedySelling chickens, you can come get a 10 pieceJumped out the plane with the FendiJumped in the foreign with a semiBaby Draco hold a 50Niggas saw me and they see me[Gunna:]Mind on a motherfuckin' milliRiding with the motherfuckin' semiGrind from the start to the finishPull up in the foreign, I'll park it in the trenchesSee 230 on the dash, driving real fast, I'mma speed over the limitNo, we ain't going out sad, 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envyMind on a motherfuckin' milliRiding with the motherfuckin' semiGrind from the start to the finishPull up in the foreign, I'll park it in the trenchesSee 230 on the dash, driving real fast, I'mma speed over the limitNo, we ain't going out sad, 30 rounds in my bag for these fuck niggas envy