Pipe that shit up TnTYeah, you know, this shit like practiceThis just practiceTimmy Da HitManYeahSix million cash in my stash, I was waitin’ for this day to comeI’m on my tour bus right now, on my way to another oneWho got that brand new Bentley truck? I’m tryna order oneSoon as I get me one, I’ma rim it up, and tint it upTried to tell my momma she don’t gotta work no jobBut she the one who taught her baby boy to hustle hardSaid “Don’t you never put your trust in men, believe in God”Say it’s some shit from way back in the day, that left her scarredAnd these ni**as love to hate, they rather go blind than see me winnin’I just did the dash in a Maserati engine (Vroom)Been all around the world, I met all kind of womenTook me to have my own kid to see it differentShoutout to all my ni**as trappin’, livin’ tax free
These days it’s seven figures when they tax meI can’t complain, I came straight off the back streetsCan’t explain how I feel, I’m just happy I’m hereOkay, hard to tell a ni**a not to shine (Shine)Yeah, when all he know was hard timesSuper futuristic coupe, 2025Engine came in the trunk, the only reason he’s aliveAnd I got it out the mudI always knew this day would come, yeahThey don’t know nothin’ ’bout where we was (What else?)Finally ran it upRan it up, yeah (Yeah)Ran it up, yeahLook, lookRan it up, woah, woah, yeahRan it up, ran it up, ran it upYeah(Ran it up, ran it up, ran it up)(Ran it up, ran it up, ran it up)