Lil Herb At The Light

Lyrics So much money keep coming, I get it like what imma do with that Buy choppas and clips hold a hunnid, now what imma do with that Wonder who imma shoot with that Ride through 8 block and the rugers clap Call up J. Dot, broad day face shot Hollows make his face drop, knock his noodles back Now how true is that Yeah my niggas they doing that All back, lets go do a hit Hoodie on, they like who is that We at war, we got stupid shit Talking 50 shot mags with the coolie kit Fazoland where im cooling at Bodies drop, I don t got nothing to do wit that And man its crazy, that I aint even made it, but these niggas hate me And im patient cuz im still in 1st place, but I aint even racing Im just sprinting to 100s and 50s and beamers and Bentleys Yeah its with me, if you want it come get me I move with that semi Don t come near me, cuz I ll act a fool with that semi In that new straight with a whole pint of dra