I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my shit (Brr)
Yeah, I walk out with that shit on, "Where you bought that shit?" (Like, where I bought that shit?)
I can show you somethin', watch this (Like, what?)
Ain't got shit for a nigga or a bitch (Bitch, like, what?)
Rocks so ice on the wrist (Wrist like yeah)
I didn't ever have this shit
Goin' back, goin' back (Goin' back)
Know that, you know that (I am not goin' back)
Looks can be deceiving (No, I am not cool with that)
I only want to do what's needed (Yeah, I only want)
I only won, yeah, I am the one
If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk (Shit)
I can't get bored of this stuff (Shit)
This money a whole lot of fun
I cannot stay on the phone these days, I gotta go take me a run
And I'ma just burn all of the pain away as soon as I light up the blunt (Brr)
I might go psycho, lil' bitch, mmm, I might go psycho, lil' bitch
Yeah, you know I got shit on my chest, so this is the way that I vent (Uh-huh)
I put my all in this shit (Uh-huh), y'all just be talkin' and shit (Uh-huh, yeah)
I got them K's on my neck and my wrist, I just be ballin' and shit (I just be )
Steppin' around all the snakes in the grass, I can just hear when they hiss (Hiss)
Every time lil' Faygo hop on the beat, he gon' rip that shit 'til no exist
I see your bitch up in the street, she throw it back for the rich niggas
Why they be mad? (Why they be mad?) Just tryna count me up six figures
I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my shit (Brr)
Yeah, I walk out with that shit on, "Where you bought that shit?" (Like, where I bought that shit?)
I can show you somethin', watch this (Like, what?)
Ain't got shit for a nigga or a bitch (Bitch, like, what?)
Rocks so ice on the wrist (Wrist like yeah)
I didn't ever have this shit (Hey)
Goin' back, goin' back (No, I am not goin' back)
Know that, you know that (I am not goin' back)
Looks can be deceiving (No, I am not cool with that)
I only want to do what's needed
I only won, yeah, I am the one
If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk
I got diamonds on my fronts
Yeah, I got that bag in the trunk (Yeah)
Bring me the cups
Feeling like, "Fuck it," might throw that shit up (Yeah)
Or pour that shit up
It's slowin' me up (Skrrt, skrrt)
I walk in the world like, "I don't give a fuck" (Skrrt, skrrt)
Come get your shorty, she hittin' me up (Yeah, ayy)
Who in my way? (Ayy) I'm fiendin' for blood (Uh, ayy, ayy)
I don't rock GAP no more, I'm cleanin' it up (Yeah, yeah)
Stabbed me in the back, lil' ho, you fucked up the trust (Yeah, you fucked up the trust)
Like, how you gon' pick a side? You ain't in it for love (No, you ain't in it for love)
Yeah, how you gon' switch up now like we wasn't in it for nothing?
Yeah, and I put my heart up on these tracks (Yeah)
Put the team on my back (Yeah)
I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my shit (Brr)
Yeah, I walk out with that shit on, "Where you bought that shit?" (Like, where I bought that shit?)
I can show you somethin', watch this (Like, what?)
Ain't got shit for a nigga or a bitch (Bitch, like, what?)
Rocks so ice on the wrist (Wrist like yeah)
I didn't ever have this shit (Hey)
Goin' back, goin' back (No, I am not goin' back)
Know that, you know that (I am not goin' back)
Looks can be deceiving (No, I am not cool with that)
I only want to do what's needed
I only won, yeah, I am the one
If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk (Shit)
I can't get bored of this stuff
This money a whole lot of
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