Lyrics 40/40 - Lil Yachty

Red in my bag like cold hearts, god-damn stove (hot)
Pick a bad bitch from the Grove, I′m 40-40, like Hov (yeah)
Ask me, I been on a roll, finna start preachin' like Joe (uh)
Don′t matter how comfortable I get, still keep my pole (brrt)
More money that I make, the less that I trust these hoes (yeah)
Just cause you comin' around, think you can call me bro? (Yeah)
We start thumbin' it down, we start thumbin′ it down (down)
Don′t get humble now, don't get humble now (don′t stop)
Them niggas out there ain't got love for you like me, my nigga (yeah)
You my brother, I got your back, you know I′m gon' deliver (yeah)
Put it on God, whatever you need, give my brother my liver (my brother)
Cross me once, never again, 20 bitch, cry me a river
2015, we was in that basement, feelin′ like Tigger (God)
I had dreams, wanted to make it, couldn't get bigger
We out there, fam, it's all the same
Promise I remember your face, just can′t remember your name
Swear, red in my bag like cold hearts, god-damn stove (hot)
Pick a bad bitch from the Grove, I′m 40-40, like Hov (yeah)
Ask me, I been on a roll, finna start preachin' like Joe (uh)
Don′t matter how comfortable I get, still keep my pole (brrt)
More money that I make, the less that I trust these hoes (yeah)
Just cause you comin' around, think you can call me bro? (Yeah)
We start thumbin′ it down, we start thumbin' it down (down)
Don′t get humble now, don't get humble now (don't stop)