I think they want more
Fuck drip, I'm making it pour
Great on all fours, oh she's my baby, take her on tour (Wooh)
Shake on the floor
(WhYJay)
She likes the taste of the Aitch and she like taking it raw
One, two
Raised in a time where man love beef on the net
So they can't receive my respect (Hah)
Taking my time to achieve what I need and I'm blessed
So they can't be seen as a threat (Hah)
Just got the keys to the crib, buss down my wrist
AP next, need a Patek (Bling)
Better speak P's if you're trynna meet me in the flesh
If not, I ain't leaving my nest (Ah)
Plaques don't even gas me no more
If they can go platinum, anyone can
Chatting 'bout big stacks in your rap
Hands up if you made a mill before 21 gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Trying to get bad, you can never set levels on man (No)
Plastic gangsters, dabbing on 'Gram love rapping 'bout trap
But the package don't land (Haha)
Paid more tax then your whole advance
You still want to chat shit and throw shade on man (No, no)
Rap 'bout a wap but don't make it bang
Rap 'bout the trap but don't take no chance
All I hear is "Blam it and shave him"
Pussy'ole save it, bluffing just face it (Haah)
Run up the shit, I'd be tucking your chain in
Run up your lip and my brother will take it (Wooh)
The ends is bait, gotta stay composed if you're sending weight
Make some dough so your friends turn snake
Can't make man blow if I entered late (Aah)
Jump off stage take tell 'em send that cake
This ain't no 10k, I had to end that straight
Man don't play in the ends I'm raised
Better show so respect when you mention Aitch (Laah)
I think they want more (More)
Fuck drip, I'm making it pour (Making it poor)
Great on all fours, oh she's my baby, take her on tour
(Wooh, wooh)
Shake on the floor
She likes the taste of the Aitch and she like taking it raw
Still in my bitch, you can ask them
Never chat shit, don't rap for reactions
Flinging out lyrics and clapping a madness
You can get rat for your actions (Ah)
Young Aitch, big boss, I'm the captain
Real life goals, you cap on your captions (Ah)
Gassed on Snapchat, flapping a tantrum
I was off Melrose, sat in a mansion (Wooh)
Wanna talk 'bout levels and differences (Yeah)
But listen, the difference is
You're a joke, I'm the goat
I don't know what the bitchin' is
You can talk, but I live this shit (Sah)
Been up inside that room full of mics on a set
Gettin' ready to spin some kids (Wooh)
Been up inside that ride full of guys
With a boot full of food
Gettin' ready to spin this whip (This whip, wooh)
Not a lot of man been this sick (Sick)
Always been shinning, never liked diamonds
Now I go blind when I flick this wrist (Wooh, wrist, wooh)
Henny on ice when my drink gets sipped
M town, up North of the map
Get caught in the trap if your fingers slip
I think they want more (More)
Fuck drip, I'm making it pour (Making it pour)
Great on all fours, oh she's my baby, take her on tour
(Wooh, wooh)
Shake on the floor
She likes the taste of the Aitch and she like taking it
(Raw)
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