JB04
I'm on top
You can't tell me otherwise
Bitch you thought (thought)
F*ck all of them other guys
They are not (not)
Someone we're afraid of
All you do is talk, man I'm sick of all the fake love
I'm the type to pull up on you shoot a video in front of yo crib
That's right mf, me and my dawgs know where you live (ha)
I would never tell on the gang, I'm the type to plead the fifth
I would never do you any harm
I'm just talking my shit
Oh no, I just might go loco, I just ate(8) yo bitch no ocho
I'm the reason y'all get promo, think on that
Nobody safe man watch yo back
Say f*ck you right to my face, turn around and hit Lousiville Rap
That's a joke and half
You don't even know what you doing bro
F*ck you and yo family
You don't even know where we going hoe
Vacate to Miami
I produced this shit
I should prolly get a Grammy (vacate to Miami)
$80 on the feat
Keep it subtle never fancy
I told Lijah he got a co-sign from the hottest rapper in the city
I know all you other lil rappers prolly get mad and disagree with me
Well until you prove me wrong I'ma keep on calling you shitty
Well until you use a song I'ma keep on giving no pity
Bitch (yuhh)
Yeah I got the file I'm about to go record right now okay
Yeaa
I'm up working all night tryna find where my mind gone
I'm still working thru the day just feeling like the time gone
Um (yeaa)
Time to get my shine on
Early morning get my rhyme on
Off the bed I close my eyes dawg
Close the blinds dawg
Pressure get applied ah
Yea yea yea
Pressure get applied
All force moving straight thinking about being great
Easier to move the weight but I got a better route
Took a longer way to figure out cus everybody switchin now
Gave up on me yea that's cool
I tell the teachers at my school
F*ck you
I ain't cut from a book like you
That's some shit I will not do
Pushing thru they think I'm mad but really I'm intolerant
Get back to my ballin shit no Saving and no scholarship
I'm on some broader shit
But y'all don't catch it, you ain't movin fast enough
Think that I'm gon crash it bruh
The wheel up in my hand I push it faster bruh
Put in the back of her
And then I'm paying off her tax
Mane I'll split that shit in half
Ain't no breaks, just the gas
Been on that shit since the past
You can laugh but I'ma pass, shit I wont entertain
Me and Jorden, Ty! laugh our way to the f*cking bank
Know we bound to get the fame and you can't tell me otherwise
Robbie boutta slide celebrate it with the cake he the OG Guy
R***e and Ella in the corner you know they staying for the ride
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JB04
I'm on top
You can't tell me otherwise
Bitch you thought (thought)
F*ck all of them other guys
They are not (not)
Someone we're afraid of
All you do is talk, man I'm sick of all the fake love
I'm the type to pull up on you shoot a video in front of yo crib
That's right mf, me and my dawgs know where you live (ha)
I would never tell on the gang, I'm the type to plead the fifth
I would never do you any harm
I'm just talking my shit
Oh no, I just might go loco, I just ate(8) yo bitch no ocho
I'm the reason y'all get promo, think on that
Nobody safe man watch yo back
Say f*ck you right to my face, turn around and hit Lousiville Rap
That's a joke and half
You don't even know what you doing bro
F*ck you and yo family
You don't even know where we going hoe
Vacate to Miami
I produced this shit
I should prolly get a Grammy (vacate to Miami)
$80 on the feat
Keep it subtle never fancy
I told Lijah he got a co-sign from the hottest rapper in the city
I know all you other lil rappers prolly get mad and disagree with me
Well until you prove me wrong I'ma keep on calling you shitty
Well until you use a song I'ma keep on giving no pity
Bitch (yuhh)
Yeah I got the file I'm about to go record right now okay
Yeaa
I'm up working all night tryna find where my mind gone
I'm still working thru the day just feeling like the time gone
Um (yeaa)
Time to get my shine on
Early morning get my rhyme on
Off the bed I close my eyes dawg
Close the blinds dawg
Pressure get applied ah
Yea yea yea
Pressure get applied
All force moving straight thinking about being great
Easier to move the weight but I got a better route
Took a longer way to figure out cus everybody switchin now
Gave up on me yea that's cool
I tell the teachers at my school
F*ck you
I ain't cut from a book like you
That's some shit I will not do
Pushing thru they think I'm mad but really I'm intolerant
Get back to my ballin shit no Saving and no scholarship
I'm on some broader shit
But y'all don't catch it, you ain't movin fast enough
Think that I'm gon crash it bruh
The wheel up in my hand I push it faster bruh
Put in the back of her
And then I'm paying off her tax
Mane I'll split that shit in half
Ain't no breaks, just the gas
Been on that shit since the past
You can laugh but I'ma pass, shit I wont entertain
Me and Jorden, Ty! laugh our way to the f*cking bank
Know we bound to get the fame and you can't tell me otherwise
Robbie boutta slide celebrate it with the cake he the OG Guy
R***e and Ella in the corner you know they staying for the ride
I'm on top
You can't tell me otherwise
Bitch you thought (thought)
F*ck all of them other guys
They are not (not)
Someone we're afraid of
All you do is talk, man I'm sick of all the fake love
I'm the type to pull up on you shoot a video in front of yo crib
That's right mf, me and my dawgs know where you live (ha)
I would never tell on the gang, I'm the type to plead the fifth
I would never do you any harm
I'm just talking my shit
Oh no, I just might go loco, I just ate(8) yo bitch no ocho
I'm the reason y'all get promo, think on that
Nobody safe man watch yo back
Say f*ck you right to my face, turn around and hit Lousiville Rap
That's a joke and half
You don't even know what you doing bro
F*ck you and yo family
You don't even know where we going hoe
Vacate to Miami
I produced this shit
I should prolly get a Grammy (vacate to Miami)
$80 on the feat
Keep it subtle never fancy
I told Lijah he got a co-sign from the hottest rapper in the city
I know all you other lil rappers prolly get mad and disagree with me
Well until you prove me wrong I'ma keep on calling you shitty
Well until you use a song I'ma keep on giving no pity
Bitch (yuhh)
Yeah I got the file I'm about to go record right now okay
Yeaa
I'm up working all night tryna find where my mind gone
I'm still working thru the day just feeling like the time gone
Um (yeaa)
Time to get my shine on
Early morning get my rhyme on
Off the bed I close my eyes dawg
Close the blinds dawg
Pressure get applied ah
Yea yea yea
Pressure get applied
All force moving straight thinking about being great
Easier to move the weight but I got a better route
Took a longer way to figure out cus everybody switchin now
Gave up on me yea that's cool
I tell the teachers at my school
F*ck you
I ain't cut from a book like you
That's some shit I will not do
Pushing thru they think I'm mad but really I'm intolerant
Get back to my ballin shit no Saving and no scholarship
I'm on some broader shit
But y'all don't catch it, you ain't movin fast enough
Think that I'm gon crash it bruh
The wheel up in my hand I push it faster bruh
Put in the back of her
And then I'm paying off her tax
Mane I'll split that shit in half
Ain't no breaks, just the gas
Been on that shit since the past
You can laugh but I'ma pass, shit I wont entertain
Me and Jorden, Ty! laugh our way to the f*cking bank
Know we bound to get the fame and you can't tell me otherwise
Robbie boutta slide celebrate it with the cake he the OG Guy
R***e and Ella in the corner you know they staying for the ride
Writer: elijah truglio, jorden brooks
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