I get to the bag never fumble it
Get to the bag these n#gg#s be rumbling
They talkin that sh#t like they know me
But them n#gg#s they don’t know me
Sippin on this drink I sit back and relax
All them n#gg#s be talkin but they don’t do sh#t
I’m a young trend setter I don’t worry bout nobody
I just do me and put my team up on my shoulders
Walk around everyday like I got chip on my shoulders
Like I got a chip on my shoulders bih
Your b#tch want a real one
She want me to f#ck her face
Now she wanna call me Batman put silver on my cape
She said she really like me
I do not f#ck with these b#tches
I send that b#tch to south beach
She act like I’m her hero
She call me Tyler hero but I’m not Tyler hero
Walk around on the pavement
Sip on the drink then I just lean back
Your b#tch on my mind she want me
She said she really need me bad
On the b#tch like bam
Get to the money like damn
I get to the bag all the time
All these b#tches looking at me
I don’t give them a dime
She said that she really wanna f#ck all the time
But I don’t want a b#tch I just wanna relax
Everything is strange but it come into fruition
Sippin on this drink everything come to fruition
All these f#cking thousands in my pocket to fruition
Now I’m bout to get the million dollars
Woah
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