Your jokin b
Brtt brttt brtt
Bag call had to leave out the back
Fiend call had to give him a sac
Brodie put in hours whippin and trappin
Yea
Big glock keep that sh#t in the back
Hit song when i hop on a track
Zohair on the beat that n#gg# be snappin
I just hopped inside the whip and im speeding
401 a n#gg# stuck up in a traffic
Got the load a n#gg# droppin the package
Any means im securing the back end
Whole summer i was stuck wit nines
I let brodie perks it then it was gone
Re up new 23 with the beam
Ain’t nobody gonna hold it fasho
Yea yea
Feeling like floyd on the beat i bop off so undefeated
Doublе cup mix that drank i knock out b#tch i been leanin
Shawty gon run that top then walk home b#tch im a dеmon
Said sorry dont mean it
How you say that you bout it my n#gg# ain’t gettin no loot why you jokin you cappin
I was never real good at the math so i left me the trap and i started the rappin
Man a n#gg# was down was so fat now im slim and im back and im goin up faster
Fell in love when i hit from the back now she all on my #ss tryna ask for my password
Hell naw
Been doin this so damn long i dont know no plan b
Heard they sayin im f#cked up but they dont understand me
If we beefing then duck duck cuz my bro got the blammy
And i been goin up up imma get me a grammy
I think i need me a water the percocet hittin its kickin my #ss and sh#t
After this song imma call up a thotty and get in her walls imma damage it
Im tryna roll up a blunt at the same time im rappin i feel like the man and sh#t
Roll up a pack of the runtz yea it got me stuck like a mannequin
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