(Necko bout to shoot y'all)
(Man I just keep snappin' forreal)
(No bullsh*t)
(n*ggas not putting in no effort no more)
K-Preme n*gga
Run to the guap but im not no athlete
B*tch im a Traplete (Trap)
Ride with that K in da back seat
You need 4 grams just to match me (4 grams)
200 on my dash you can't get pass me (skrt skrt)
You ask where im at b*tch im where the cash be
If i dont know you nigga can't dap me (nuh-uh)
Having too much finess you can't cap me
I ride round town with that strap in my lap be (pah)
Im really getting this money can't entertain me
These b*tches wan date but won't @ me
I got a shooter right there with a AR-15
Yo b*tch gon eat up the dick if I give her a bean
What you spent on yo rent I just spent on my lean (lean)
What you spent yo car I just bust down my ring
I got them racks poking out of my jeans (racks)
These hoes local but they act global
You wanna run up yo guap let me coach you
Im stuck in tha trap, they want me to go commercial
New Louie-V on my back and its made by Virigl
Im keepin' them squares in my circle
I free-stlye my shit ain't no time for rehearsal
I flex on my ex she mad, its hurtful
I got a 8 of that red and a pint of that purple
Too geeked up I feel like I'm Steve Urkle (geeked up)
Ten thou on a fit now i drip like a surfer
He think he a boss but he move like a worker
This b*tch say she over me but she a lurker (yeah)
B*tch im a money surfer (fflll beep)
I hang with n*ggas that get money
But I'm still tied up with vultures (beep)
I go hard and she know it
I got me some money today ima blow it (blow it)
Run to the guap but im not no athlete
B*tch im a Traplete (Trap)
Ride with that K in da back seat
You need 4 grams just to match me (4 grams)
200 on my dash you can't get pass me (skrt skrt)
You ask where im at b*tch im where the cash be
If i dont know you nigga can't dap me (nuh-uh)
Having too much finess you can't cap me
I ride round town with that strap in my lap be (pah)
Im really getting this money can't entertain me
These b*tches wan date but won't @ me
I got a shooter right there with a AR-15
Yo b*tch gon eat up the dick if I give her a bean
What you spent on yo rent I just spent on my lean (lean)
What you spent yo car I just bust down my ring
I got them racks poking out of my jeans (racks)
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