Moncler (feat. Prince CJ)

(Think it's a game, Yung Nico) Turn up, ain't gotta cap (Ain't gotta cap) If I came from the suburbs I'm still going up to the top I'ma step left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot don't think I'm ever gon' stop I think they mad they see me in motion, I've been improving not keepin' it stock Putting my money in real estate I put a stack, just something I wanna be taught I told her I don't wanna love I'll get stuck I ain't makin' it out Brodie he pulled up Moncler on his puff PJ tryna fly through the clouds Chop it up with producers I'm finding my sound I'm lasting a round Suppressing me they tryna hate but I'm still getting loud, loud I know what I found These niggas ain't gettin no pape, they really be broke Moncler for the coat Ion' give fuck bouta' vest cause we aim for the throat Run up I'ma throw Opps be scared won't even take bullets for a show (At all) Cause they know I'ma blow like Yea we up the sco' Lotta fake love in this shit cause they know I'ma blow like Had to get up and get me some cash Had to hop in my bag Had to get up and go n' go get it cause nobody gon' sit up here for me and be sad Had to stop doin' shit for all these other niggas, and stop puttin' me last But I'm always on go Steady clutchin' that pole Run up on gang we knockin' his fro We let it bang watch him drop to the floor Lettin' it rain we makin' it pour Cut so many off, they was holding me back Had a couple niggas running laps Had them runnin' like they on a track They keep dissin' and dying like come and get back Like drop me a bag on a coat up at Saks Had to turn up and get me a sack (Think it's a game, Yung Nico) Turn up, ain't gotta cap If I came from the suburbs I'm still going up to the top I'ma step left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot don't think I'm ever gon' stop I think they mad they see me in motion, I've been improving not keepin' it stock Putting my money in real estate I put a stack, just something I wanna be taught I told her I don't wanna love I'll get stuck I ain't makin' it out Brodie he pulled up Moncler on his puff PJ tryna fly through the clouds Chop it up with producers I'm finding my sou-ound I'm lasting a round Suppressing me they tryna hate but I'm still getting loud, loud I know what I found Yuh, know I'm the start of an era, I'm only tryna' get to the loot, yuh We done had to much to lose I don't think anybody can do what I do, yuh Tryna spend time on a cruise only step out the house with the mic and the stu I see the venom in friends my circle done closed I'ma get you removed, yuh Lyrically chosen, lemonade sippin look up to me cause I have been it Wrist gone be frozen, I'm independent cuz I had to run up my digits I'm never smokin', 3 afternoon I'm recording till I hear the crickets I got devotion but I put it into my music I'm pushin' the limits I just supercharged all of my whips markin' the streets Numbers goin' up lookin' at the graph it goin' steep How they lying yea You gon talk down I'ma wait for a visit Rest in peace Keed oh my god they don't listen Mind on my money I'm chasin' the chicken