I just keep that shit a hunnit
Back-stabbing niggas, is the reason I stopped fronting
The load in punt it
She said, I'm Chosen I know it Talking all that tough Tony , lil nigga
Gotta show me
Drop that addy, I'ma show you
Don't shake my hand if I don't know you
On Brian's Club right now
R.I.P. my nigga Scams
R.I.P. big cuz Nakayla
I'm back juuging on Instagram
I can tell he ain't got no paper
Yeah, yo nigga, he a ham
Peanut butter insides, fire pieces, how I jam
Got her tryna f*ck on me
She said, teach me how to scam Flying in a Scat Pack, this a tiger, not no ram
Showed her how to load the coin
She said, now, I understand
I don't listen to rock and roll
But I'm quick to bust a band
Call this bitch a A.C.
She just blew me like a fan
And she said she a fan
Sucked me up like god damn
Five hundred off the punches
Six hundred off the gram
Eleven hundred in a day
You ain't never made no band, nigga