Damn
(Tay Keith with the [?])
f#ck, f#ck
I’m finna cop a new whip and hit skip on you n#gg#s
I pull up and get it cracking, I don’t care about your feelings
I’ma take you now, I burn a n#gg# building
You a germ, lil’ n#gg# and I end up in the ceiling
Chillin in the crib with the Silver Wulf missing
You won’t find this on Airbnb listed
Let them n#gg#s talk, but you ain’t never gotta listen
I don’t give a sh#t, you gotta pay for my attention, b#tch
f#ck
Shut the f#ck up, while I’m taking an attendance
f#ck n#gg# one, two, three in the building
I ain’t finna play with nobody cheer
n#gg#s wanna hate, ’cause they hate the way they living
Don’t play me, I ain’t in the n#gg# business
Unless he talk tough, then I’ma make him wash dishes
I’ma stop trippin, only under one condition
Kill yourself now, when I got to be a witness
I pulled a little b#tch and I ain’t even use ascendents (Huh)
b#tch, trip lil’ n#gg#, you will never be a winner
You can’t even be a runner-up contender
I made in a week, what you made in the winter
Dumping through the cash, up until I get a splinter
Pull up so clean, you can tell I’m no beginner (Huh)
b#tch
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