10 Gs

[Hook x8] I can take ten Gs, and make twenty more ten Gs with that [Verse 1] Yeah, I'm back in this bitch Though I never left I just took a lil time, climb some trees by myself Now I'm way up high, everything top-shelf We ain't die last night, toast to good health We was fly last night if I do say so myself Had all eyes last night, them hoes ain't wanna miss the jet Million dollars worth of Chevys, yeah bitch its da set Andretti, they ain’t ready, so I won't do it yet Y'all can play for a couple of weeks And I be back to destroyin' the streets The homie Cardo keep sending me beats, and I smoke 'em They think I'm selling drugs, nah, bitch, I'm just a dopeman I woke up and I float from New Orleans to Oakland The bro Cellski left the green door open I'm in the Nova, that 383 stroking Gas or that cash flow, that's what keep me going [Hook x8] [Verse 2] Now I turn the corners, yo bitch watching my car Got that weed burning, she wish she could hit the raw Now she's lurking, cause she like what she saw On Twitter and Instagram, searching the bar 'Til by chance we meet again, don't be sleeping in On the outside, peeking in On your tiptoes tryna see over our fence, ho It's quite simple, see you was fishing for simps We not them though, focus up, this game soak it up She can't handle it, it's choking her, whoa Open that door before she barf on my Monte Carlo floor Sorry, no, we can't kick it no mo' Must go back to the Gold rush, brush Bust through, knock down all those who would oppose Us getting dough, yo, let's all be millionaires [Hook x8]