I gotta stack them M’s
Run it up we so 10
We on the road, drowning
Im too cold icin’
I gotta get my gems
We in a mode countin’
Im on the road scouting
Now they wan be my friends
I gotta pick my aim
Elevate
I cannot let em kill me
Move away
I gotta keep em checkmate
Now they be calling im straight
I wanna relocate
I see it all
X-ray
Im on a call
Upstate
b#tch im bad
Yeah its super fat imma run it back
Im gon’ throw it back he like the way it clap
Yeah she do it mad she on my lap, she on my lap
b#tch im bad, cold like ice
We so 10
b#tch im
Up the price reel it in
b#tch im bad, cold like ice
Wе so 10
b#tch im
Up the price reel it in
JR DASH
Lately i feel likе they hate me
Or worse that they really forgot me
Only care bout the sh#t we be coppin
Hit my line cause a young n#gg# poppin
Had enough all that fake sh#t
Swear I really can’t it
Yeah They look you in the face say they love you
But they be the first one to pray you don’t make it
Go ahead gone shake sh#t up
They some demons seen em shape shift now
I Feel like I’m cursed trynna break free
But no the money don’t make me
But watch me go get these hundos
Every night
Coming home with a bundle
My brothers some raptors Toronto
Said I’m the king took Lebrons throne
Got this bad b#tch
And she spinnin round and round
Got these habits
I can’t deal with this right now
Causing damage
And i hear but theres no sound only static
b#tch im bad
Yeah its super fat imma run it back
Im gon’ throw it back he like the way it clap
Yeah she do it mad she on my lap, she on my lap
b#tch im bad, cold like ice
We so 10
b#tch im
Up the price reel it in
b#tch im bad, cold like ice
We so 10
b#tch im
Up the price reel it in
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