Platinum Lyrics

So much dope in this kitchen, got a whip into my wrist sore

You ain't gon' shoot, what the fuck you got a stick for

Chop or knock him down, I don't care if you a 6'4

Ran through so many, I should change my name to Brick Boy

Man, these niggas petty, they ain't never open up no brick

Rip a bad bitch off the plastic, then I make her a G

Put that blue pill on the foyer, if you smoke, we rich

Nigga want smoke, he hit, and they knowin' this

My lil' nigga drop a hundred, he don't even weigh a hundred pounds

If you got a lower number on that, shh, bring it now

I've been chillin' on the rap, cause I be rappin' what I live

He say he want a verse, I was runnin' out the speed

While I'm spittin' this bitch, my phone rockin

Plus, I got Lil in this bitch, he got a chopper

Yo' bitch gettin' loose in this bitch, know how I play it

I ain't even fuck on a ho, just got the head

Love the game from ball head, pork chop in my pops

Just bought a block, then I cooked a half a block

Now you can try to ball a block, but thirty shots in that glizzantine

Hit him one time, then I stunt over infinity

Sold bricks through shots, but I act like I ain't did a thing

My name ain't come up in that shit, can say I did it clean

It say him when they checkin' my identity

Bad bitch, and she pull it up in the infinity

All across the world, I know them trap niggas feelin' me

From a crumb to a brick, drum on this bitch

Dare you run in this bitch, it's a drum on this bitch

I dare you run in this bitch, nigga

Drum on this bitch, I dare you run in this bitch

Drum on this bitch, I dare you run in this bitch

It's a drum on this bitch, I dare you run in this bitch

I dare you run in this bitch