เนื้อเพลง I'm Straight - Lil Baby

Yeah
Cook that sh*t up, Quay
I look up, I see I got bout seven rides in the streets
Know what I'm saying?
Living life to the fullest, you know what I'm saying?

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great
I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play
I stole them, ran them bags before an hour hit
So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this sh*t
Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut, I'm going dumb-dumb
I'm sippin' act', and that sh*t real deal, do you want some?
Sames one that tryin' run with the clique
Be the same ones that throwing subs at the clique
Main vision when I'm f*ckin' ya b*tch, I ain't gonna say sh*t

I asked you about it, you lied
You asked me about it, I kept it 100, I'm nothin' like these other guys
I really spent two thousand on kicks and only wear 'em one time
Something about a n*gga mind frame
Diamonds doing jumpin'-jacks in the AP, I can make the time change
Two hundred hoes in my call log and they ain't got not a name saved
Took her out the hood, put her on the drip, now I got her rockin' name brand
Me and Ced had two different spots, we usually around the corner doin' the same thing
Everywhere I go my chains hang, free my bros out the chain gang
New Maybach cost 230, I don't even get my shoes dirty
I don't even sleep when I get tired, you can see the Adderall in my eyes
Tyga said he got the drop on the album
F*ck it slide and shoot up the block
N*ggas know how we come through
G5 out the sunroof

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great
I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play
I stole them, ran them bags before an hour hit
So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this sh*t
Whole lot of ones, I'm in the cut, I'm going dumb-dumb
I'm sippin' act', and that sh*t real deal, do you want some?
Sames one that tryin' run with the clique
Be the same ones that throwing subs at the clique
Main vision when I'm f*ckin' ya b*tch, I ain't gonna say sh*t

We use trap out my ma house, turn the condo to a hideout
We can't be f*ckin' at my house, n*ggas be runnin' they damn mouth
Walk down on them broad daylight, it ain't no funny, no drive-by
I'm cool on the love and the high-fives
You n*ggas can't keep up with my guys
You can't get all this drip in a lifetime
I got out and ran it up at the right time
We got Dracos whenever it's nighttime
We ain't ever gonna stop at the stop sign
When the wifey, I told 'em I want to shine
Then the coupe quarter million, they wiped me down
I'm running this town, everything they say fake news
Can't take that, new Lamborghini 18
Only thing I do is make cream, I don't why these n*ggas hating
Only thing I do is drink lean, rest in peace to Fredo Santana
I just keep buying all these phantoms
I don't want to go out like that, only thing I know is get racks

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great
I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play
I stole them, ran them bags before an hour hit
So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this sh*t
Whole lot of ones, I'm in the cut, I'm going dumb-dumb
I'm sippin' act', and that sh*t real deal, do you want some?
Sames one that tryin' run with the clique
Be the same ones that throwing subs at the clique
Main vision when I'm f*ckin' ya b*tch, I ain't gonna say sh*t