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Lyrics

(Turn That Beat Up Quay)

Yeah,

Brand new Richard Mille, cost a whole Coupe, yeah

Started in the trenches, now I'm out the roof, yeah

Turned a couple hundred to a mili

juice, yeah

Woah, woah,

Let's go

Chorus

Brand new Trackhawk, keyless, hit the button, watch it go "woah"

Brand new AP, flooded, got it hitting like some snow

Nigas hatin' on me, tell them nigas get some dough

I was down bad, now I'm standin' on the stove

Yeah, I came up out the basement to a estate

Young niga eatin' real good, look at my plate

Every time they see me, they can see that I am great

Had to lock in, I was runnin' from the jakes, yeah

Verse 1

Remember back in school I didn't have a single dime

Mama stressin' heavy, I was workin' OT

Posted on the corner, had to put it on the line

Now I look down at my wrist, it's great timing, watch it shine

Bagged up a mili in twenty-dollar bills

Now I got a mansion sittin' way up in the hills

Everything is paid for, I don't care about no deals

Gotta keep a guard, you know how everybody feels

Yeah, quarterbacking plays, I'm the one who threw the pass

Nigas hatin' on me but I'm runnin' past 'em fast

Everything I bought, you know I bought it out with cash

Countin' up the blue strips, hidin' all the stash, yeah

I just left the dealership and bought another Benz

Never switchin' up, I'm stayin' solid with my friends

They was doubtin' on the boy, but look at how it ends

Now I'm making double what these older nigas spend, yeah

Chorus

Brand new Trackhawk, keyless, hit the button, watch it go "woah"

Brand new AP, flooded, got it hitting like some snow

Nigas hatin' on me, tell them nigas get some dough

I was down bad, now I'm standin' on the stove

Yeah, I came up out the basement to a estate

Young niga eatin' real good, look at my plate

Every time they see me, they can see that I am great

Had to lock in, I was runnin' from the jakes, yeah

Verse 2

Forty thousand dollars just to put it on my neck

I remember sleepin' on the floor, I was a wreck

Now the CEO is sendin' over another check

Every single room I walk into, I get respect

V12 motor, hear the engine when it roar

Used to walk to school, now I got horses on my floor

Flooded out the chain, I got the water by the shore

Everything customized, standard is a bore

Yeah, stacking up the paper till it's taller than a tree

Ain't nobody ever gave a single thing to me

I was in a trap, I had to find a way to see

Now I got the whole world lookin' up at me

Private jet flyin', we don't ever do the TSA

I can make a hundred

thousand dollars in a day.

Hear what the track say, listen what I say

Nigas want the sauce but they don't ever try to pay, yeah

Chorus

Brand new Trackhawk, keyless, hit the button, watch it go "woah"

Brand new AP, flooded, got it hitting like some snow

Nigas hatin' on me, tell them nigas get some dough

I was down bad, now I'm standin' on the stove

Yeah, I came up out the basement to a estate

Young Niga eatin' real good, look at my plate

Every time they see me, they can see that I am great

Had to lock in, I was runnin' from the jakes, yeah

Verse 3

Out the section, now I'm world wide, I'm global

Used to ride the bus, now I am riding in a Maybach, helping

fans lookin' at me like a hero or a mogul

Keep it in my pocket, know I'm never acting emotional

Pink diamonds hittin' in the dark, they look like lasers

Cut from a different cloth, you cannot find my flavor

I just told my jeweler put some carats on the pager

Livin' like a king, I'm doing favors for the nigas

Yeah, index finger hurtin' from the way I count the cash

Never lookin' back, I put my foot down on the gas

Everything is clear, I put some diamond on the glass

I'm the youngest niga ever built a run to last

I was down bad, they ain't want to see me win

Now I'm at the top and I'ma do it all again

Every single verse I'm droppin' is a great ten

Turned into a shark, I'm way too big for any pen, yeah

Outro

Yeah, way too big for any pen

Turned a couple hundred to a mili

Out da mud, man

Woah, woah,

Yeah, we gone!

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