Yea I talk shit but I back that
I been strong and I still ain't crack yet
Finna turn a couple dollars to a rack rack
Shawty mad cause I still ain't smashed yet
Give a f*ck about a bitch, she a gnat gnat
Feeling good than a bitch, oh yea yea
Cause my niggas on the gas and the yak yak
Look bitch, I ain't really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like a hashtag
Told her keep it on the low
But these hoes ain't shit and these niggas ain't better
I told her come through and I know its a setup
I know what you thinking, shit why would you let her
Don't know, pussy get you killed, I should know better
F*ck that bitch, lets stack this bread up
You can't touch this Louis leather
Ok f*ck it, its a wrap wrap
I told my nigga he might have to f*ck that bitch for me
Don't ask to suck my dick if you expect to get a kiss from me
I came straight from the bottom where the coast of Mississippi be
Literally, anxiety got me fidgety
They gone pull us over for suspicious activity
TJ got the poker, no telling what its finna be
Ima f*ck round blast this
Paranoid cause these niggas tryna ask shit
Niggas faker than a muf*ckin catfish
Middle finger or a muf*ckin cactus
Yea I talk shit but I back that
I been strong and I still ain't crack yet
Finna turn a couple dollars to a rack rack
Shawty mad cause I still ain't smashed yet
Give a f*ck about a bitch, she a gnat gnat
Feeling good than a bitch, oh yea yea
Cause my niggas on the gas and the yak yak
Look bitch, I ain't really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like a hashtag
Ok f*ck it Ima do it cause nobody else will
Put the bullshit to the side, you could throw it outside
I was bout catch a vibe till it went left field
I was just gettin by, don't even wanna say bye
Nah f*ck it, I'm gone and I don't even pop pills
I been on my own since I had hot wheels
For every one of my niggas, swear to God I'll kill
Gotta .9 by my dick and I don't like how it feel
So I'll draw that bitch with no pencil
Being at the bottom f*cked up my mental
I ain't tryna kick it with a nigga
Split a penny with a nigga
When you really wanna eat, you don't need utensils
Run that bitch up, I'm fin to
I can't even trust who I'm kin to
When you get in yo bag, they against you
If I offended you, bitch I meant to
You know niggas is faker than uspa
If you ain't gang then its f*ck ya
MPM, them my brothers
If you ain't tatted on me, I don't love ya
Keep a piece on me, that's on my mother
I can't trust the bitch, she undercover
Ima stay in my bubble, Gotta protect myself, rubber
Yea I talk shit but I back that
I been strong and I still ain't crack yet
Finna turn a couple dollars to a rack rack
Shawty mad cause I still ain't smashed yet
Give a f*ck about a bitch, she a gnat gnat
Feeling good than a bitch, oh yea yea
Cause my niggas on the gas and the yak yak
Look bitch, I ain't really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like a hashtag
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Yea I talk shit but I back that
I been strong and I still ain't crack yet
Finna turn a couple dollars to a rack rack
Shawty mad cause I still ain't smashed yet
Give a f*ck about a bitch, she a gnat gnat
Feeling good than a bitch, oh yea yea
Cause my niggas on the gas and the yak yak
Look bitch, I ain't really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like a hashtag
Told her keep it on the low
But these hoes ain't shit and these niggas ain't better
I told her come through and I know its a setup
I know what you thinking, shit why would you let her
Don't know, pussy get you killed, I should know better
F*ck that bitch, lets stack this bread up
You can't touch this Louis leather
Ok f*ck it, its a wrap wrap
I told my nigga he might have to f*ck that bitch for me
Don't ask to suck my dick if you expect to get a kiss from me
I came straight from the bottom where the coast of Mississippi be
Literally, anxiety got me fidgety
They gone pull us over for suspicious activity
TJ got the poker, no telling what its finna be
Ima f*ck round blast this
Paranoid cause these niggas tryna ask shit
Niggas faker than a muf*ckin catfish
Middle finger or a muf*ckin cactus
Yea I talk shit but I back that
I been strong and I still ain't crack yet
Finna turn a couple dollars to a rack rack
Shawty mad cause I still ain't smashed yet
Give a f*ck about a bitch, she a gnat gnat
Feeling good than a bitch, oh yea yea
Cause my niggas on the gas and the yak yak
Look bitch, I ain't really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like a hashtag
Ok f*ck it Ima do it cause nobody else will
Put the bullshit to the side, you could throw it outside
I was bout catch a vibe till it went left field
I was just gettin by, don't even wanna say bye
Nah f*ck it, I'm gone and I don't even pop pills
I been on my own since I had hot wheels
For every one of my niggas, swear to God I'll kill
Gotta .9 by my dick and I don't like how it feel
So I'll draw that bitch with no pencil
Being at the bottom f*cked up my mental
I ain't tryna kick it with a nigga
Split a penny with a nigga
When you really wanna eat, you don't need utensils
Run that bitch up, I'm fin to
I can't even trust who I'm kin to
When you get in yo bag, they against you
If I offended you, bitch I meant to
You know niggas is faker than uspa
If you ain't gang then its f*ck ya
MPM, them my brothers
If you ain't tatted on me, I don't love ya
Keep a piece on me, that's on my mother
I can't trust the bitch, she undercover
Ima stay in my bubble, Gotta protect myself, rubber
Yea I talk shit but I back that
I been strong and I still ain't crack yet
Finna turn a couple dollars to a rack rack
Shawty mad cause I still ain't smashed yet
Give a f*ck about a bitch, she a gnat gnat
Feeling good than a bitch, oh yea yea
Cause my niggas on the gas and the yak yak
Look bitch, I ain't really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like a hashtag
I been strong and I still ain't crack yet
Finna turn a couple dollars to a rack rack
Shawty mad cause I still ain't smashed yet
Give a f*ck about a bitch, she a gnat gnat
Feeling good than a bitch, oh yea yea
Cause my niggas on the gas and the yak yak
Look bitch, I ain't really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like a hashtag
Told her keep it on the low
But these hoes ain't shit and these niggas ain't better
I told her come through and I know its a setup
I know what you thinking, shit why would you let her
Don't know, pussy get you killed, I should know better
F*ck that bitch, lets stack this bread up
You can't touch this Louis leather
Ok f*ck it, its a wrap wrap
I told my nigga he might have to f*ck that bitch for me
Don't ask to suck my dick if you expect to get a kiss from me
I came straight from the bottom where the coast of Mississippi be
Literally, anxiety got me fidgety
They gone pull us over for suspicious activity
TJ got the poker, no telling what its finna be
Ima f*ck round blast this
Paranoid cause these niggas tryna ask shit
Niggas faker than a muf*ckin catfish
Middle finger or a muf*ckin cactus
Yea I talk shit but I back that
I been strong and I still ain't crack yet
Finna turn a couple dollars to a rack rack
Shawty mad cause I still ain't smashed yet
Give a f*ck about a bitch, she a gnat gnat
Feeling good than a bitch, oh yea yea
Cause my niggas on the gas and the yak yak
Look bitch, I ain't really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like a hashtag
Ok f*ck it Ima do it cause nobody else will
Put the bullshit to the side, you could throw it outside
I was bout catch a vibe till it went left field
I was just gettin by, don't even wanna say bye
Nah f*ck it, I'm gone and I don't even pop pills
I been on my own since I had hot wheels
For every one of my niggas, swear to God I'll kill
Gotta .9 by my dick and I don't like how it feel
So I'll draw that bitch with no pencil
Being at the bottom f*cked up my mental
I ain't tryna kick it with a nigga
Split a penny with a nigga
When you really wanna eat, you don't need utensils
Run that bitch up, I'm fin to
I can't even trust who I'm kin to
When you get in yo bag, they against you
If I offended you, bitch I meant to
You know niggas is faker than uspa
If you ain't gang then its f*ck ya
MPM, them my brothers
If you ain't tatted on me, I don't love ya
Keep a piece on me, that's on my mother
I can't trust the bitch, she undercover
Ima stay in my bubble, Gotta protect myself, rubber
Yea I talk shit but I back that
I been strong and I still ain't crack yet
Finna turn a couple dollars to a rack rack
Shawty mad cause I still ain't smashed yet
Give a f*ck about a bitch, she a gnat gnat
Feeling good than a bitch, oh yea yea
Cause my niggas on the gas and the yak yak
Look bitch, I ain't really with the yack yack
Every one of my niggas lowkey
We be ducked off in the back back
For my niggas, anybody get wacked wacked
Keep that bitch on me and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like a hashtag
Writer: Renzell Johnson
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