"shot caller" lyrics

Gettin' money, yeah, I knew I was 'posed to
Off that shit, for sure, I can't hold you
Wine drunk, just got back from Nobu, huh
Nigga ran them bands up, had to show you, huh
Make him do a flip like Tony, uh
Gas in the air, shit potent
Niggas mad, should've told me, uh
Told that bitch, "Just show me, show me"
I'm 'bout to put that spice on it, that Old Bay
In the trunk, that bitch fully loaded
I see these niggas, there's too many posers
Why the fuck you mad? Nigga, ain't you chose this?
Hit it on the dot, that's a headshot
I be on they head, I'm on everybody (Yeah)
Hit my Tele', it's on, I'm with it
Put 'em on, them boys my children

New crib just paid for
Stack up them pesos
Everything, that shit go
Rich nigga, shot caller (Shot caller)
Wait on, it's our timing
It's in the hand like it's in my pocket
Donuts in a Charger
Put it all in a grinder

Sippin' Espolon and Black & Milds (Woah)
Better turn it up, better see you go wild (Mm)
Mask on, I've been anonymous
All he had to do was talk to me
See you tryna stay the night, it's good with me
Cook that soul food, she be good to me
Nigga make that bed rock, then she gon' touch her toes
Missed that one, and I told you so
Young niggas want the key, I don't know
Put it on, it was just that Polo (Polo)
I pour one, I'm payin' homage
Send shots from the Grove, dodgin' 'em
Shake it up like she a bartender
Damn, it might just have me fall in it

New crib just paid for
Stack up them pesos
Everything, that shit go
Rich nigga, shot caller (Shot caller)
Wait on, it's our timing
It's in my hand like it's in my pocket
Donuts in a Charger
Put it all in a grinder