Coming out strong and I'm killin like the flu
I'm blessing all you bitches all I had to say is achu
Yall said you loved me like I loved you
How come you never smiling when I look at you
Came in a rookie got introduced quickly
She always give me brain when she think about me mentally
Cause all I said was 1 night and now I gave her 50
She want the niggas genes cause I'm looking about 6'3
C4... a young paid nigga
Pain Jain gold dripping on my chain Nigga
Got a bad bitch, she f*ck me for some tickets
Now she in the 3rd row always taking pictures
Niggas talking shit these days
Had to chase the bag so I can get paid
All about the paper, the Dolla and the cream
I put it on a bagel so I could eat
Now niggas talking nice these days
They told me that I'm good and about to get paid
But now they chasing clout and that's real lame
But if you come from my city that's the name of the game
Hold up let me ball up on these niggas
I'm shadow stepping, I'm about to Chris up maybe Paul on these niggas
(I'm assisting)
I'm about to make my voice sound different
I dropped it down low, I'll pick it up like it's children
They like AI in the 4th, they go behind the back (Behind your back)
And that's something that's been real
That's a matter of fact (Matter of fact)
Had to take a step back realize who's there tho
Had to get me dababy I ain't talking no groupy hoe
Hey baby girl let me pick you up
I seen you on the gram do you need a booty rub
I love it when you shimme shimme ya shimme ya
I'll shimme ya shimme ya like it's ason!
I killed this beat with a freestyle flow
I'm f*cking it's brains out like a freestyle hoe (I'm killing it)
It's biker boyz now I feel like smoke
That's burn rubber nigga and not ya soul
I hope this beat ends right now
Im getting real sick and tired of rapping bout clout
My Nigga Nate says I'm lame and that I need to stop
I'll put the tool to your brain and make her pussy
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Coming out strong and I'm killin like the flu
I'm blessing all you bitches all I had to say is achu
Yall said you loved me like I loved you
How come you never smiling when I look at you
Came in a rookie got introduced quickly
She always give me brain when she think about me mentally
Cause all I said was 1 night and now I gave her 50
She want the niggas genes cause I'm looking about 6'3
C4... a young paid nigga
Pain Jain gold dripping on my chain Nigga
Got a bad bitch, she f*ck me for some tickets
Now she in the 3rd row always taking pictures
Niggas talking shit these days
Had to chase the bag so I can get paid
All about the paper, the Dolla and the cream
I put it on a bagel so I could eat
Now niggas talking nice these days
They told me that I'm good and about to get paid
But now they chasing clout and that's real lame
But if you come from my city that's the name of the game
Hold up let me ball up on these niggas
I'm shadow stepping, I'm about to Chris up maybe Paul on these niggas
(I'm assisting)
I'm about to make my voice sound different
I dropped it down low, I'll pick it up like it's children
They like AI in the 4th, they go behind the back (Behind your back)
And that's something that's been real
That's a matter of fact (Matter of fact)
Had to take a step back realize who's there tho
Had to get me dababy I ain't talking no groupy hoe
Hey baby girl let me pick you up
I seen you on the gram do you need a booty rub
I love it when you shimme shimme ya shimme ya
I'll shimme ya shimme ya like it's ason!
I killed this beat with a freestyle flow
I'm f*cking it's brains out like a freestyle hoe (I'm killing it)
It's biker boyz now I feel like smoke
That's burn rubber nigga and not ya soul
I hope this beat ends right now
Im getting real sick and tired of rapping bout clout
My Nigga Nate says I'm lame and that I need to stop
I'll put the tool to your brain and make her pussy
I'm blessing all you bitches all I had to say is achu
Yall said you loved me like I loved you
How come you never smiling when I look at you
Came in a rookie got introduced quickly
She always give me brain when she think about me mentally
Cause all I said was 1 night and now I gave her 50
She want the niggas genes cause I'm looking about 6'3
C4... a young paid nigga
Pain Jain gold dripping on my chain Nigga
Got a bad bitch, she f*ck me for some tickets
Now she in the 3rd row always taking pictures
Niggas talking shit these days
Had to chase the bag so I can get paid
All about the paper, the Dolla and the cream
I put it on a bagel so I could eat
Now niggas talking nice these days
They told me that I'm good and about to get paid
But now they chasing clout and that's real lame
But if you come from my city that's the name of the game
Hold up let me ball up on these niggas
I'm shadow stepping, I'm about to Chris up maybe Paul on these niggas
(I'm assisting)
I'm about to make my voice sound different
I dropped it down low, I'll pick it up like it's children
They like AI in the 4th, they go behind the back (Behind your back)
And that's something that's been real
That's a matter of fact (Matter of fact)
Had to take a step back realize who's there tho
Had to get me dababy I ain't talking no groupy hoe
Hey baby girl let me pick you up
I seen you on the gram do you need a booty rub
I love it when you shimme shimme ya shimme ya
I'll shimme ya shimme ya like it's ason!
I killed this beat with a freestyle flow
I'm f*cking it's brains out like a freestyle hoe (I'm killing it)
It's biker boyz now I feel like smoke
That's burn rubber nigga and not ya soul
I hope this beat ends right now
Im getting real sick and tired of rapping bout clout
My Nigga Nate says I'm lame and that I need to stop
I'll put the tool to your brain and make her pussy
Writer: Aaron Walker
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