First things first
I guess I gotta make it clear
That I'm the hardest Nigga in the room
Next I gotta let these niggas
That they could never be like me
Cause I'm too cool
God on my side
Keep the rod on my side
F*ck with me I up that fye
(Yeah)
F*ck you and your guys
You not f*cking with my side
Bareback on yo hoe
Nigga I can't tell no lie
All it took was time
Then I made like 45
I'm just saying
I just wake up in the morning
Brush my teeth
Then flip a ounce of grams
Shout to my momma
Cause she made a Nigga
Legendary
I been going psycho
Left these niggas in a cemetery
I don't need no coach
I could never fold
Worried bout my pockets
So I balanced out my lows
Cut a bigger coat
Went and made some mo'
Trap was getting slow
I had to switch up the approach
First things first
I guess I gotta make it clear
That I'm the hardest Nigga in the room
Next I gotta let these niggas
That they could never be like me
Cause I'm too cool
God on my side
Keep the rod on my side
F*ck with me I up that fye
(Yeah)
F*ck you and your guys
You not f*cking with my side
Bareback on yo hoe
Nigga I can't tell no lie
All it took was time
Then I made like 45
Hey hey hey hey
Bitches love my cause I'm too cool
My bitches love me cause I do what I do
Don't just pick an item, you can pick the whole store
She only let me hit it if I'm hitting it raw
I'm too f*cking different from these niggas man
Said she chose me cause I'm a badder man
Said she chose me cause I got rabba man
I got too much f*cking cash need more rubber bands
This hoe know I'm that nigga yeah she understand
She always suck me up she second she land
She always love my fits yeah she love my brand
Cause I'm cooler than
First things first
I guess I gotta make it clear
That I'm the hardest Nigga in the room
Next I gotta let these niggas
That they could never be like me
Cause I'm too cool
God on my side
Keep the rod on my side
F*ck with me I up that fye
(Yeah)
F*ck you and your guys
You not f*cking with my side
Bareback on yo hoe
Nigga I can't tell no lie
All it took was time
Then I made like 45
I'm just saying
I just wake up in the morning
Brush my teeth
Then flip a ounce of grams
Shout to my momma
Cause she made a Nigga
Legendary
I been going psycho
Left these niggas in a cemetery
I don't need no coach
I could never fold
Worried bout my pockets
So I balanced out my lows
Cut a bigger coat
Went and made some mo'
Trap was getting slow
I had to switch up the approach