Woah (gloveworld made the beat), hey
Yah, yah, yah
Keep a-keep a rocket on me like commando
Nig-n#gg#s f#ckin’ talkin so I gotta keep a burner like a candle
I don’ really give a damn though
n#gg#s f#ckin’ talk hot, when I f#ckin’ blow up they a fan though
Nig-n#gg# know my motherf#ckin’ handle
Imma make it rain on these n#gg#s like I’m motherf#ckin’ Lando
Nig-n#gg#’s sayin’ he the f#ckin’ man though
You a f#ck n#gg# so, I don’ think you f#ckin’ understand though
Damn-damn though
n#gg#s tryna do it like me
n#gg#s f#ckin’ clones, imma f#ckin’ OG
I can-I can do the rap, but I rather do the melodies
All this f#ckin’ agony I’m hopin’ that you feelin’ me
Damn
Getting to my head so I needa write it down
Will you show me love when nobody is around
n#gg#s-n#gg#s ride wavеs, f#ck n#gg# don’ drown
n#gg#s chase clout like a f#ckin’ hell hound
n#gg#s f#ckin’ fake, follow every f#ckin’ trend
Get your own style, get a paper and a pen
What you really want, do you really want the Benz
S2K no room for your friends
If I fall down baby will you come with me
Tell a f#ck n#gg# he gon’ have to come and get me
Stab me-stab me in the heart, wit’ a spear no Brittney
Water on my neck, shawty lookin’ like Misty
Yah
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