Hustle

[Intro]

Yeah

I was just goddamn, uh, I was just sittin' here

Early in the mornin', it was like ten

And I was talkin' to my wife and I was just tryna say to myself

[Chorus]

Ooh, I can't go like that, I can't lose, I'm automatic

One from Memphis, pistol swervin' in coupes

And I done been through so much pain, I can't patch up my bruise

I ain't gon' drop me a mixtape in the app

I'm gon' get high as **** in the Phantom, I ain't gon' miss out with my brother

Tell your mama, say that I love her, I'm gettin' rich on these mother****ers

And I'm gon' ball hard, I go, wait, and tell my grandfather I'm handsome

Tell 'em people that I make millions, you ain't even gotta tell 'em that I bust

[Verse]

Go tell 'em I came up, had nannies, just had faked in my plan

Go tell 'em I come with no notice

They know that I'm chosen, don't know if they tryna man

Grandma died, I lost my hand, and lost my Lord from all I needed

Go tell 'em I cash out them coupes, I remember ridin' in that game

And we came and we hop out and ready to shoot

That nigga shot fifty, I popped at his top

And I knocked off his lip, by the tooth

And I **** with lil' shorty and I trust in lil' shorty

To add me one more to the group

Try to hide from the cameras, they got me on boot

My suit is fittin', not wearin' no type Cartier

I'm an angel, Vinci my shoe

Takin' a bitch from up out of the ratchets of matter

And tell her to buy her one new

I'm not closin' my eye, no snooze, no lie

I'm not closin' my eye on that bitch, I know food

They gon' up with the fire, whenever I'm turnin' my back

I'll let the bitch slide 'round the ho' town, inside a big Maybach

That nigga stuck in my back, why you do it like that?

Take it a minute, I do it like that

Turn up the bass, how you do it like that?

Cartier, ayy, he do it like that

Tell me now how you do it like that

Bitch move wrong, she'll never come back

Cartier ring, I ain't do it like that

Fly out to Spain, I'll do it like that

One-million cash, I'ma do it like that

Me and lil' bang in the mom like that, I don't **** with these niggas

Five, big slime, I'ma get 'em all whacked, all I do is say "Slatt"

Ho' tryna slide me somethin' and I had to get a bag

And you know I had to do it like that

Know I got a bag and they only wanna send me back

Nigga, don't touch my pack, I got K2 up inside of a pamper

[Chorus]

Ooh, I can't go like that, I can't lose, I'm automatic

One from Memphis, pistol swervin' in coupes

And I done been through so much pain, I can't patch up my bruise

I ain't gon' drop me a mixtape in the app

I'm gon' get high as **** in the Phantom, I ain't gon' miss out with my brother

Tell your mama, say that I love her, I'm gettin' rich on these mother****ers

And I'm gon' ball hard, I go, wait, and tell my grandfather I'm handsome

Tell 'em people that I make millions, you ain't even gotta tell 'em that I bust