I'm with the team bitch we next!
Look at the gleam on my neck
Get to the green, get the checks
I'm living life, bitch I'm blessed
I just sit back and get guap... and let these haters do the rest
I put that beam on my mop! If you run up on me you get wet
I got my foot on they neck
I know they mad and upset
I'm smoking gas you can tell this that pressure, cuz you feel that shit in your chest
Please do not try me, I'm ready whenever them bullets gon fly like a jet
My team carry weight, yo shit light like a feather so why is you trying to flex?
That shit doesn't really make sense
My bro he gon blow like a vent
I'm in this bitch with the gang gettin bread, make the cash duplicate like the mint
People be snaking and thinking they clever, that shit got me dead then a bitch
People be changing up more than the weather so I gotta keep me a stick
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I'm with the team bitch we next!
Look at the gleam on my neck
Get to the green, get the checks
I'm living life, bitch I'm blessed
I just sit back and get guap... and let these haters do the rest
I put that beam on my mop! If you run up on me you get wet
I got my foot on they neck
I know they mad and upset
I'm smoking gas you can tell this that pressure, cuz you feel that shit in your chest
Please do not try me, I'm ready whenever them bullets gon fly like a jet
My team carry weight, yo shit light like a feather so why is you trying to flex?
That shit doesn't really make sense
My bro he gon blow like a vent
I'm in this bitch with the gang gettin bread, make the cash duplicate like the mint
People be snaking and thinking they clever, that shit got me dead then a bitch
People be changing up more than the weather so I gotta keep me a stick
Look at the gleam on my neck
Get to the green, get the checks
I'm living life, bitch I'm blessed
I just sit back and get guap... and let these haters do the rest
I put that beam on my mop! If you run up on me you get wet
I got my foot on they neck
I know they mad and upset
I'm smoking gas you can tell this that pressure, cuz you feel that shit in your chest
Please do not try me, I'm ready whenever them bullets gon fly like a jet
My team carry weight, yo shit light like a feather so why is you trying to flex?
That shit doesn't really make sense
My bro he gon blow like a vent
I'm in this bitch with the gang gettin bread, make the cash duplicate like the mint
People be snaking and thinking they clever, that shit got me dead then a bitch
People be changing up more than the weather so I gotta keep me a stick
Writer: Jayden Perez
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