Yeah (Yeah)
Shh, yeah
I know a couple niggas who (Thanks, Yakree)
Yeah (Yeah), uh
Yeah, I know a couple niggas who say they up, but niggas lyin' (Them niggas lyin')
I know a couple niggas who say they step, but niggas ain't die (Them niggas ain't die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon' tell a lie (49 gon' tell a lie)
I know a couple niggas who say they rich, but I don't believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this bitch in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I'm in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I'm dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don't care who niggas is, depending the price, I'm copping a knock, yeah (Skrrt)
How you out here hoeing niggas? (Yeah) Beat that box up, Sunday, listen (Yeah)
I done got my check up on 'em (Yeah), all that country shit ain't normal (Yeah)
I done see some goofies die young 'cause that street shit ain't for them (Yeah)
I think she so bad, but that shit dead 'cause I don't like her brother (Yeah)
Cosign with them racks on me (Yeah)
Bitch, come fuck me like you need me (Yeah)
How you saying, "Stop the cap", but you ain't practice what you preachin' (No)
They just tryna beat a nigga (Yeah)
In love with the hoes I'm hitting (Yeah)
I heard real ones finally got the ball, well, tell 'em pass it to me (Yeah)
Yeah, got my cake back up (Yeah), got my check up, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, fucking groupy sluts (Yeah) in a Maybach truck, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, before this label shit, me and bro 'nem been had A&Rs (Yeah)
Yeah, I been hustling hard, I made three hundo in a mouth (Yeah)
Yeah, I know a couple niggas who say they up, but niggas lyin' (Alright, them niggas lyin')
I know a couple niggas who say they step, but niggas ain't die (Yeah, them niggas ain't die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon' tell a lie (Alright, 49 gon' tell a lie)
I know a couple niggas who say they rich, but I don't believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this bitch in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I'm in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I'm dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don't care who niggas is, depending the price, I'm copping a knock, yeah (Yeah)
I ain't been feeling the same (Yeah)
I be feeling like niggas wanna see me lose, but calling me "Gang" (Yeah, yeah)
That shit hurt my soul 'cause I show love when niggas ain't (Yeah)
I ain't have a thing I washed my ass in off in the sink (Yeah)
Bitch, don't touch me, I got rank (Yeah)
Yeah, I wished niggas stopped the hatin' (Yeah), 'cause I'm his girlfriend favorite (Yeah)
Young and rich and turnt, for sure (For sure), I'm balling like a Laker (Yeah)
How the fuck you said you bossin' up, you a fuckin' worker? (Yeah)
Took her out the strip club and turnt her up, man, you done with twerking (Bitch)
Yeah, I know a couple niggas who say they up, but niggas lyin' (Alright, them niggas lyin')
I know a couple niggas who say they step, but niggas ain't die (Yeah, them niggas ain't die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon' tell a lie (Alright, 49 gon' tell a lie)
I know a couple niggas who say they rich, but I don't believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this bitch in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I'm in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I'm dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don't care who niggas is, depending the price, I'm copping a knock, yeah (Yeah)
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