Going For It

Yeah, yeah (Cook that shit up Quay)

Know what I'm sayin', I come from the cook up, that's all I know

Cook that shit up Quay

They thinkin' I ain't gettin' no money 'cause I never show it

I'm tryna run me up a whole dime and I'm goin' for it

Fuck I look like takin' chances

Fuck this money, go and blow it

I'm tryna run mine up, I gotta put mine up

Puttin' up the money for lil Jason 'cause he growin' up

I do four shows every week, man I'm blowin' up

Last month I got seven, this month I want ten, I'm goin' up

They tryna stop my shine, but they can't stop my shine

I just bought a brand new Rolex

I'm a million dollar ****, no flex

Stretch these pounds, change my name to Boflex

Hit your baby mama, now your ho next

I want a rose gold on the Patek

I want a regular one, I want it faster

I'm doing numbers, call it mathematics

I had a half a ticket in the attic

It ain't gon' never stop, I'm everlasting

They know how I come, they know how I come

They know how I come

They know how I come before I get there

Cross 'em over, Raf Simmons footwear

Balenciaga runners, these my fifth pair

Ten figure ****, I'ma get there

Traphouse bunkin', we don't live here

Could've been gone but I'm still here

Pints of Activis, they the real deal

Used to have to rob and I still will

They thinkin' I ain't gettin' no money 'cause I never show it

I'm tryna run me up a whole dime and I'm goin' for it

Fuck I look like takin' chances

Fuck this money, go and blow it

I'm tryna run mine up, I gotta put mine up

Puttin' up the money for lil Jason 'cause he growin' up

I do four shows every week, man I'm blowin' up

Last month I got seven, this month I want ten, I'm goin' up

They tryna stop my shine, but they can't stop my shine

I'm on parole still, got a password

I'm goin' straight net, fuck the backboard

I remember when I used to ask for it

I don't think back, I just press fast forward

I want happiness, I spend my last for it

Two twenty-five read on the dashboard

Cost a quarter mil and I paid cash for it

Poppin' percs, I ain't thinkin' 'bout last

I'm never pissin' dirty, fuck my PO

Lost it all, got me fucked on my re-up

Bitches talkin' down but fuck it 'cause we up

She act crazy I got booed in Korea

Never thought that rappin' would be my career

I'm a trap star and that's what it is

A couple million five, I ain't signing no deal

**** out of line, we gon' spray, you get killed

Draco with the drum, hop out and go dumb

I come from the slum, two fingers and a thumb

**** know I chunk it up, rep your set and throw it up

**** try to take my chain we gon' shoot up the whole club

They thinkin' I ain't gettin' no money 'cause I never show it

I'm tryna run me up a whole dime and I'm goin' for it

Fuck I look like takin' chances

Fuck this money, go and blow it

I'm tryna run mine up, I gotta put mine up

Puttin' up the money for lil Jason 'cause he growin' up

I do four shows every week, man I'm blowin' up

Last month I got seven, this month I want ten, I'm goin' up

They tryna stop my shine, but they can't stop my shine