[Intro]
Yeah
It’s your boy Lil Duke
Yeah I’m back on my sh**, you know
Yeah-ah
[Hook]
Young n***a I’m on my sh** now
I could care less ‘bout a b**h now
Told my mama that we rich now
I used to get ‘em and get ‘em right out
Came from the streets so I don’t got to learn it
I had to get on my grind and go earn it
Can’t catch no trap if you don’t got the burner
And they saluting me like a lil colonel
I’m in that new Rari, young California
I cannot ride with that b**h if she boring
[Verse 1]
I was just in the street, now I keep touring
Trap on the block, I just brung home the Taurus
Had to stay at it and I turned important
Mona Lisa on my side and she gorgeous
Broke b**hes and they cannot afford me
Balling and get money, yeah that’s my hobby
Model b**hes with me, yeah they on molly
Bad b**hes with me s**ing my privates
I got it on me, you know I can’t hide it
That’s my mamacita and she likes to ride it
I’m out in LA, I’m studio vibing
And it ain’t no telling what I be driving
I’m in some sh** and you know that it’s fast
Walk in the booth and I just might start spazzing
Trunk in the front, the engine in the back
Play with my money, you n***as gettin’ blasted
Out in LA on the low with an actress
Used to watch spots and hide work in the mattress
Maison Margiella, b**h you know my fashion
I brought them racks out and you know I’m cashin’
We having parties and we live in mansions
I’m loving this rapping sh** with a pa**ion
[Hook]
Young n***a I’m on my sh** now
I could care less ‘bout a b**h now
Told my mama that we rich now
I used to get ‘em and get ‘em right out
Came from the streets so I don’t got to learn it
I had to get on my grind and go earn it
Can’t catch no trap if you don’t got the burner
And they saluting me like a lil colonel
I’m in that new Rari, young California
I cannot ride with that b**h if she boring
[Verse 2]
I cannot ride in that sh** if it ain’t foreign
I cannot ride with that b**h if she boring
I’m on the road with the Thugger, we touring
I cannot ride with that b**h if she boring
I got a thirty on me like I’m Curry
My n***as strapped and we don’t got no worries
n***a complain then he gonna get buried
Different color diamonds just like a parrot
Elliot diamonds, no these are not Jared
Diamonds just got out that brand new McLaren
Pull up and hop out, they staring
I’m having déjà vu, my b**h the baddest
Put that sh** on, that be tragic
Don’t got no stylist, I got my own fashion
Thirty-one Robbins like Baskin
Thinkin’ ‘bout robbing, you gonna get blasted
I’m in the back of the ‘Bach
And I’m sipping on lean and I’m drinking on Act
I used to be in the street
Run up on n***as and rob with a mask
Then I start selling the gas
I ran up a sack and I bought me some bags
[Hook]
Young n***a I’m on my sh** now
I could care less ‘bout a b**h now
Told my mama that we rich now
I used to get ‘em and get ‘em right out
Came from the streets so I don’t got to learn it
I had to get on my grind and go earn it
Can’t catch no trap if you don’t got the burner
And they saluting me like a lil colonel
I’m in that new Rari, young California
I cannot ride with that b**h if she boring
I cannot ride with that b**h if she boring
I cannot ride with that b**h if she boring