I call the shots, I'm a coachI came to kill like a ZoeI'm only feeding my folksClimb to the top like a ropeChokers all 'round my neck, I'ma chokeWe cleaning this money with soapWith this bread, I stack and reloadTalk to God, ain't losing no hopeDon't give upDon't give upI hope you don't give upDon't give up, noThey call me Gunna the GOATKeep me a gun and I toteNiggas be doin' the mostCan't go out sad with you hoesI gotta stick to the codeI water my money then grow itShe big and it's 'bout to explodeTesla got suicide doorsYes I'm reaching my goalsIt's a check every one of my showsHad the handmaid tailor my clothesIt's a pay day nigga, you oweLot of diamonds on me, I'm coldI got fashion on me like VogueWhole lotta drip, better leave me aloneMy bitch got pink toesI don't wanna leave it aloneI wanna fuck when I wantGot the piece flooded with stonesBaby not runnin' me homeMy brother dead and goneWe was just livin' wrongSip out the pain in the morningI call the shots, I'm a coachI came to kill like a ZoeI'm only feeding my folksClimb to the top like a ropeChokers all 'round my neck, I'ma chokeWe cleaning this money with soapWith this bread, I stack and reloadTalk to God, ain't losing no hopeDon't give upDon't give upI hope you don't give upDon't give up, noI used to shop at the RossHow I still win from a lossGot hired, done turned to a bossRide in that Maybach like RossI got this water like VossI wanna fuck in her mouthThey callin', you know I'm en routeI heard that you had a droughtI made it ship, make it bounceEvery day I spill more than an ounceMoney machine, let it countClothes that can dress up a houseWe loyal, you in our you out?I ran up my bag like a sproutTrust me I know what it's 'boutFed screams and I'm outGet the racks and you bustin' it downThe cash routeRun it up, showin' no slouchGlass houseShittin' on whoever look downYou nigga need you a vouchEvery day I'ma drip to the groundI call the shots, I'm a coachI came to kill like a ZoeI'm only feeding my folksClimb to the top like a ropeChokers all 'round my neck, I'ma chokeWe cleaning this money with soapWith this bread, I stack and reloadTalk to God, ain't losing no hopeDon't give upDon't give upI hope you don't give upDon't give up, no