Aye broke on that b#tch in a snapback
Then i ran that sh#t up off a rap check
n#gg# you ain’t completed a lap yet
But me i can slow it down
And still i’ll be winning regardless
I can’t help that i’m living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Aye broke on that b#tch in a snapback
Then i ran that sh#t up off a rap check
n#gg# you ain’t completed a lap yet
But me i can slow it down
And still i’ll be winning regardless
I can’t help that i’m living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
I got an addiction let’s get it
I love getting brain
While turning through lanes in the city
One hand on my phillie
And these n#gg#s lame
Why is you fixing your lips
Just to talk about a n#gg#
I’m with it you know that
They picture me kodak
I swear that i’m all about that scrilla
Shoota loc in the car he got pistols
Before you try me better try again
14 in the trap trying to football a pack
Had to get to the sack like a tight end
One hand on that strap
I’m going to moss something
So much smoke from the strap
Make the pipe bend
Back then i knew buddy was on something
Smoking soda right off of the sprite can
That’s why i want a porsche
And some nice land
Bad b#tches straight from iceland
No wonder n#gg#s selling white grams
Nights like this i wish that it would rain
Bust down we ain’t petty plain
Jumped on stage and then i made a name
And broke on a b#tch just like eddie kane
Aye
Broke on that b#tch in a snapback
Then i ran that sh#t up off a rap check
n#gg# you ain’t completed a lap yet
But me i can slow it down
And still i’ll be winning regardless
I can’t help that i’m living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Aye
Broke on that b#tch in a snapback
Then i ran that sh#t up off a rap check
n#gg# you ain’t completed a lap yet
But me i can slow it down
And still i’ll be winning regardless
I can’t help that i’m living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Tell her talk to me nice i don’t play that
Talking your sh#t
Get you shot where you stay at
Ain’t offering pleads
I don’t know you little n#gg#
Pick locks no keys
I’ll show you little n#gg# let’s go
I ran it up off of rapping and trapping
Man get me some crutches my legs hurt
I got too boujee i just want to shoot
But they talk like
They don’t know my hands work
Let’s talk about money i’m locked in
Let’s talk about music i’m top ten
These n#gg#s act goofy grab the mousecatool
And they nervous how mickey just popped in
Texted her for the throat she said idk
Freaky b#tch all she want is her body paid
Well i’m going to just flex i’m triple h
Know my pockets swole sh#t i’m tryna pay
She call me white boy
My draws always tommy hill
Boss i feel like uncle phil
Off to the jonny cause i been shittin still
Freshest prince i ball like will
Za in the air backwood i’m zooted
Just hit a lick ain’t taking bout coochie
Young turnt n#gg# i was out like stewie
No cap no n#gg# can’t top my music
On gang on god
Aye
Broke on that b#tch in a snapback
Then i ran that sh#t up off a rap check
n#gg# you ain’t completed a lap yet
But me i can slow it down
And still i’ll be winning regardless
I can’t help that i’m living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Aye
Broke on that b#tch in a snapback
Then i ran that sh#t up off a rap check
n#gg# you ain’t completed a lap yet
But me i can slow it down
And still i’ll be winning regardless
I can’t help that i’m living so cocky
She want to pull off my boxers
Stop it
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