Spot

[Hook: Riz & Yoshi]
Yeah I got the bags for the knots (got the bags for the)
Hundreds in the safe and it's locked (in the safe and it's)
Comin' at the gate, boy you stopped (by the gate)
Ridin' all the waves for the clout (ridin' for the clout)
And I got a real one, I ain't fuckin' with no thottie
And you better leave me, no I leave you out to rot-tie
And I got that Glock (Glock), and I got my spot (spot)
And we got it locked (locked), pull up to your block (block)

[Verse 1: Yoshi]
Boy, you smokin' gas, smokin' pot (you smokin' pot, smokin')
Oh, you sit and pass, yeah, boy you talk a lot (talk a lot, talk a-)
You ain't did shit, man, we done got it hot (we got it hot)
I'm the only reason that your ass even got knots (you got knots)
Aye, break it down (aye, aye), E-boy loud (aye)
I'm a dog, type of dog that call the shots (yeah)
I got [?], I got [?] down to my Crocks (yeah)
That's a bust, that's bust-down not a watch (yeah)
Carry time, carry time above the clock (yeah)
Whoo, yuh, yuh, yessir, we got it locked, we got it served
Diamonds on me like a Starburst
That's how I talk 'cause I make it work
Run out the city with all of your purses
That's what I talk about most of my verses
You wanna fuck around, you are not worth it
Shawty was callin' me, she said it was urgent
Say you got lean, but most of it green
Go to the beam, I came with my team
All of these C's and none of it free
Hop out the mall, go on a spree
I bring in a lot, we gotta eat
Jumpin' jumpin', I'm proud of me
Jumpin' jumpin', money machine
You'se a dumb bitch, get off of me
I been lunchin', eatin' my greens
Ain't no fake shit surroundin' me
Fact (that's a fact), in other words, no cap
Fact (that's a fact) (aye), 'bouta put me on the map (yessir)
Most of you bitches is whack (yessir)
None of my numbers gon' lack

[Hook: Riz & Yoshi]
Yeah I got the bags for the knots (got the bags for the)
Hundreds in the safe and it's locked (in the safe and it's)
Comin' at the gate, boy you stopped (by the gate)
Ridin' all the waves for the clout (ridin' for the clout)
And I got a real one, I ain't fuckin' with no thottie
And you better leave me, no I leave you out to rot-tie
And I got that Glock (Glock), and I got my spot (spot)
And we got it locked (locked), pull up to your block (block)

[Verse 2: Riz]
Too many commas on me (on me)
Gotta pause when I speak (speak)
Dwyane Wade with the heat (yeah)
Ball in Bali, yes I did (I did)
Talk in [?] yes I did (I did)
[?], yes I did (I did)
Big chains, ya dig (ya dig)
Pop a bitch like quick (quick)
Pop a bitch like a zit
I'm poppin' shit too quick (yeah)
I'm a pop star, young JID
In my lane, get hit (hit)
Pull up on you with a stick (stick)
My momma called, I'm the shit (shit)
I'm on a call, send him in (yeah)
I'm on a call with the biz (yeah)
I be callin' how it is (is)
Lit, lit, yes I'm lit
This my shit (shit)
Slimy when I drip (drip)
You'se a bitch (bitch), yeah, you steal my shit (yeah)
My gang the clique (my gang the clique)
Fingers out the whip (we out the whip)
We lockin' in (we lockin' in)
Yeah, we makin' hits (makin' hits)
I'm makin' stacks (I'm makin' stacks)
You make counterfeits (you counterfeit)
I change my fit (I change my)
Hop into this quick (I hop in)
Jetpack and I'm outa here (adios)
Run the check and I'm outa here (outa here)
She a thot, get outa here (outa here)
She want them racks, commas, yeah (commas, yeah)
I want a bag, the dollars yeah (yeah)
Yeah we just eat, and we got it here (got it here)
I just be wearin' some Cartier (Cartier)
I be flashin' I'm outa here

[Hook: Riz & Yoshi]
Yeah I got the bags for the knots (got the bags for the)
Hundreds in the safe and it's locked (in the safe and it's)
Comin' at the gate, boy you stopped (by the gate)
Ridin' all the waves for the clout (ridin' for the clout)
And I got a real one, I ain't fuckin' with no thottie
And you better leave me, no I leave you out to rot-tie
And I got that Glock (Glock), and I got my spot (spot)
And we got it locked (locked), pull up to your block (block)