Lil' bruh been a threat, Brodie looking for problems
Bumped down with a switch, yeah, I bet he can solve em
Don't come with a M, I'm declining your offer
Ain't saving no bitch, boy, I let the gang toss her
These niggas imposter, geeked as a bitch I done turnt to a rasta
Big ARP turn his brain to some pasta GTA lifestyle Gambino dondada
I should've been a pimp, make a hoe do what I say
Baby threats with me know they don't play
Ma birth a hustla, I'll sell a horse hay
If you wanna feat, then you gon' have to pay
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I need my money to pronto chasing denaro tryna get rich with Honcho
Walk in my crib this big look like a gun store
Pull up on the bullshit, I'm shootin' through the front door
My life is magnificent, everything profit, I'm good with arithmetic
Real freak the bitch came and started lickin' it
Can't wait for the day when my pendant is glistening
Ayy, EST, everyone shine together
Don't discriminate kills get you smoked with Berettas
Off a perc head spin like propellers
Drop dick in a bitch, I feel like Clint Capella
Check my attire 500 this sweater
Mac-10 with the ki,t cooling kit and suppressor
Bitch, say I ain't shit tell her go and find better
Get the f*ck out my face, I ain't tryna hear no lecture
I ain't with all that ranting, buck shots in the gage, I got shooters in Canton
I get high as f*ck, I ain't thinkin' bout landing
Got this shit on my own, had no body to hand it
All of this money won't leave me abandoned
Came out with a mink, why them folks look me stranded
Got cut on the dog, uncle say it been tanning
Fly to NY throw bows to the Sip, Eli Manning
I ain't fightin' why you thinkin' I'm Cam Newton
Niggas bitches be sweet like a fig newton
Wanna learn how to get paid, come and get tutored
Sip baby might have lil bro spin on a damn scooter
I was a teen, still f*ckin' these cougars
Chill on a bitch like I'm sittin' on a cooler
I ain't aimin' for legs, tryna hit your medulla
I do what I want, I ain't waitin' on approval
I don't need validation told brodie he tweakin', get high on probation
I was 14 when I start catchin' cases
Gone be broke till you die, cause you didn't want your placement
Ayy, wanna come up, don't rush it, just pace it
Geeked as f*ck eyes low like I'm Asian
Bop on that neck, got me feelin' sensation
In her ear singing songs like a f*ckin' temptation
No you can't be my bitch no relations
If I fall off then its bacc to the basics
I don't f*ck with niggas, is Gambino racist
Talk down, I was broke, put that shit in they faces
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Lil' bruh been a threat, Brodie looking for problems
Bumped down with a switch, yeah, I bet he can solve em
Don't come with a M, I'm declining your offer
Ain't saving no bitch, boy, I let the gang toss her
These niggas imposter, geeked as a bitch I done turnt to a rasta
Big ARP turn his brain to some pasta GTA lifestyle Gambino dondada
I should've been a pimp, make a hoe do what I say
Baby threats with me know they don't play
Ma birth a hustla, I'll sell a horse hay
If you wanna feat, then you gon' have to pay
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I need my money to pronto chasing denaro tryna get rich with Honcho
Walk in my crib this big look like a gun store
Pull up on the bullshit, I'm shootin' through the front door
My life is magnificent, everything profit, I'm good with arithmetic
Real freak the bitch came and started lickin' it
Can't wait for the day when my pendant is glistening
Ayy, EST, everyone shine together
Don't discriminate kills get you smoked with Berettas
Off a perc head spin like propellers
Drop dick in a bitch, I feel like Clint Capella
Check my attire 500 this sweater
Mac-10 with the ki,t cooling kit and suppressor
Bitch, say I ain't shit tell her go and find better
Get the f*ck out my face, I ain't tryna hear no lecture
I ain't with all that ranting, buck shots in the gage, I got shooters in Canton
I get high as f*ck, I ain't thinkin' bout landing
Got this shit on my own, had no body to hand it
All of this money won't leave me abandoned
Came out with a mink, why them folks look me stranded
Got cut on the dog, uncle say it been tanning
Fly to NY throw bows to the Sip, Eli Manning
I ain't fightin' why you thinkin' I'm Cam Newton
Niggas bitches be sweet like a fig newton
Wanna learn how to get paid, come and get tutored
Sip baby might have lil bro spin on a damn scooter
I was a teen, still f*ckin' these cougars
Chill on a bitch like I'm sittin' on a cooler
I ain't aimin' for legs, tryna hit your medulla
I do what I want, I ain't waitin' on approval
I don't need validation told brodie he tweakin', get high on probation
I was 14 when I start catchin' cases
Gone be broke till you die, cause you didn't want your placement
Ayy, wanna come up, don't rush it, just pace it
Geeked as f*ck eyes low like I'm Asian
Bop on that neck, got me feelin' sensation
In her ear singing songs like a f*ckin' temptation
No you can't be my bitch no relations
If I fall off then its bacc to the basics
I don't f*ck with niggas, is Gambino racist
Talk down, I was broke, put that shit in they faces
Bumped down with a switch, yeah, I bet he can solve em
Don't come with a M, I'm declining your offer
Ain't saving no bitch, boy, I let the gang toss her
These niggas imposter, geeked as a bitch I done turnt to a rasta
Big ARP turn his brain to some pasta GTA lifestyle Gambino dondada
I should've been a pimp, make a hoe do what I say
Baby threats with me know they don't play
Ma birth a hustla, I'll sell a horse hay
If you wanna feat, then you gon' have to pay
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I need my money to pronto chasing denaro tryna get rich with Honcho
Walk in my crib this big look like a gun store
Pull up on the bullshit, I'm shootin' through the front door
My life is magnificent, everything profit, I'm good with arithmetic
Real freak the bitch came and started lickin' it
Can't wait for the day when my pendant is glistening
Ayy, EST, everyone shine together
Don't discriminate kills get you smoked with Berettas
Off a perc head spin like propellers
Drop dick in a bitch, I feel like Clint Capella
Check my attire 500 this sweater
Mac-10 with the ki,t cooling kit and suppressor
Bitch, say I ain't shit tell her go and find better
Get the f*ck out my face, I ain't tryna hear no lecture
I ain't with all that ranting, buck shots in the gage, I got shooters in Canton
I get high as f*ck, I ain't thinkin' bout landing
Got this shit on my own, had no body to hand it
All of this money won't leave me abandoned
Came out with a mink, why them folks look me stranded
Got cut on the dog, uncle say it been tanning
Fly to NY throw bows to the Sip, Eli Manning
I ain't fightin' why you thinkin' I'm Cam Newton
Niggas bitches be sweet like a fig newton
Wanna learn how to get paid, come and get tutored
Sip baby might have lil bro spin on a damn scooter
I was a teen, still f*ckin' these cougars
Chill on a bitch like I'm sittin' on a cooler
I ain't aimin' for legs, tryna hit your medulla
I do what I want, I ain't waitin' on approval
I don't need validation told brodie he tweakin', get high on probation
I was 14 when I start catchin' cases
Gone be broke till you die, cause you didn't want your placement
Ayy, wanna come up, don't rush it, just pace it
Geeked as f*ck eyes low like I'm Asian
Bop on that neck, got me feelin' sensation
In her ear singing songs like a f*ckin' temptation
No you can't be my bitch no relations
If I fall off then its bacc to the basics
I don't f*ck with niggas, is Gambino racist
Talk down, I was broke, put that shit in they faces
Writer: Marcus Hoskins
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