(Prod. 33nimb)

[Chorus - UMIT]
Ride out with the team
Verified got them blue notes yeah
Smoking packs smoking green
Different colors of the rainbow

Different money like monopoly
Yeah we running out of ammo
Get the hammer from the backseat
We lighting them up like a candle

Rise up the ranks, getting my stripes, snorting 3 lines like Adidas
Giving me brain, going insane, call her the teacher
I'm out in the field, you're out in the bleachers
Sitting down on the sideline while I'm out here hitting buzzer beaters

[Verse - UMIT]
Dressing like Tony, been formal Brioni, been feeling like 10 out of 10
Smoke in Montana, snort in some hannah, these demons won't touch me again
Scar on my face, Miami we chase, cocaina we making amends
Buddy keep talking, jaw get to rocking, got different clips that extend

Hit her from the back so good got her singing just like Whitney
Ain't even get in the car and she texting me that she miss me
I ain't even like her like that but I might turn her into my mistress
Imma run another bag now, run a train imma need a ticket

You popping pillies, I'm popping them tags
You catching feelings, I'm catching these bags
Brand new E30 go ahead and attack
0 to 60 be pushing you back

Shoot at my target, I ain't gon miss it, imma make em KIA
Shorty gon ask me where was I, I don't know babe I was MIA

Yeah, I was MIA
I was drugged out my mind, I can't even think straight
Zooming in the whip, in my mind going state to state
Wallet eating good, eating great, yeah it's overweight

[Verse - donmarco]
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah hmm
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah hmm)

Yeah, I got that shit that's gon blow you back
Got stick attachments, no you cannot lack
He pop a roxy, now he on slow mo
Aint squad-ing up, going dolo
No hoe

Either with me, or not, girl I ain't pullin up for no no-show
Pullin up straight to the function, I be treating it like a damn show
Trackhawk going a hundred plus, they gon catch us if we going damn slow
Know all my bruddas know the damn code

(I'm too crazy for this shit, man come on)
I'm movin independent, hit you back like I'm playin tennis
Told her "sup", now she stayin bended
Shoot my shot, Cole Bennett
Man this shit ain't what it seem
Keep a knock, light em like a beam, beam

[Chorus - UMIT]
Ride out with the team
Verified got them blue notes yeah
Smoking packs smoking green
Different colors of the rainbow

Different money like monopoly
Yeah we running out of ammo
Get the hammer from the backseat
We lighting them up like a candle

Rise up the ranks, getting my stripes, snorting 3 lines like Adidas
Giving me brain, going insane, call her the teacher
I'm out in the field, you're out in the bleachers
Sitting down on the sideline while I'm out here hitting buzzer beaters

untitled.mp3 (feat. donmarco)

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