Chorus
These n#gg#s hate cuz they not ready
I just wanna get to the fetty
He say that he feelin me heavy
But I don’t hit back on my celly
He say my heart be so cold
My neck and my wrist be on froze
The ppl telling me I’m chose
I think I’m bouta crack da code
We boomin like crack in the 80s
Don’t book me if u ain’t gone pay me
See I’m stacking money daily
Gang close cuz these f#ck n#gg#s shady
We shaking up sh#t no Haiti
Back on the east side no Grady
Can’t help that these bum b#tches hate me
I think I’m the hottest that they see
Smoking runts hate being sober
In the pick up f#ck the Rover
Soon to be cobra
I just might blow out da motor
Ducking the feds
Them n#gg#s tryna pull me over
Ashed the blunt all on my sofa
Put the sh#t up in a coaster
Yea I’m a boaster
b#tch I’m the heat like toaster
I’m eating good
I might as well be a grocer
In a big body f#ck the coupe b#tch
Please don’t hit my line if it ain’t about the loot b#tch
I been on the grind steady eating like it’s soup b#tch
Timing b divine yeah I got a new view b#tch
Now all these b#tches wanna act like they know me
b#tch I been balling u can call me Ginóbili
Smoking out the sack and it got a n#gg# floating
I got all the bad b#tches out here quoting like
These b#tches wanna be me
I’m on my Chris Breezy
I make this sh#t look easy
Willy Wonka wanna eat me
n#gg#s suckin like a rib
They be hating telling fibs
And he always wantin freebies
I got weapons just to kill
Have u running up that hill
Even Kate couldn’t see me
b#tch
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