No, we don't trust you niggas No, we can't trust a soul
And f*ck them other niggas So you do what you told
You call me what you wanna But you can't call me broke
You know it's going down When I get in my mode
I can't trust her either, she a eater Man, I hate to really be her
Come and see us eat the team up Hope she got it like Selena
Or Serena, she a cleaner With my niggas and them beamers
Light the street up, need the clean up If you talking down, I'll see ya
It's funny how they change up Everybody hate us
Now I got my cake up Shit is getting dangerous
Now I gotta be lame, huh Think shit is a game, huh
But it's super serious So this shit ain't no game, no
You said you was ridin' by my side I had to let you go
But my niggas really trying to eat cause they material
You f*ck with one you beefin' with the rest like Rey Mysterio
Everyday I pray to god for my brothers, that's a miracle
You said you was ridin' by my side I had to let you go
But my niggas really trying to eat cause they material
You f*ck with one you beefin' with the rest like Rey Mysterio
Everyday I pray to god for my brothers, that's a miracle
Livin' like my last day, Avy goin' fast
Ain't no f*ckin' ratatouille , bitch, this ain't no rat race
I'ma show you that way, 7-1-6
Till I die, that's a fact, ayy
We can get you trapped, ayy
I just want my cash, ayy
Never worry about nothin', I just want my bag, ayy
All my brothers rollin' with me, they know where we at, ayy
Snappin' on the beat cause you niggas really wack, ayy
We can get you clapped, ayy
That might be a sad way, that might be a bad way
Bro my smoke, we put you in a cup like a ashtray
Might be time to switch all that shit up catch you lackin
Keep the money stackin', she want what I'm stackin
But can you bitches match it
I feel like a new nigga and I got a bad bitch
Why y'all niggas trippin'? Y'all don't even know what happened
If you got the ball, would you run it or just pass it
Be a real nigga and make sure you niggas tap in
Are you niggas tapped in
Why y'all walkin' up and down the street just to be cappin'
Runnin' at the mouth, but I never hear you stackin
Avy goin' back and that fake shit I ain't jackin
So I'll just stick to rappin
Know I'm freezing cold, someone please get me a jacket
And I got money, so I know that she gon' jack it
Hit it one time, then I told her ass to pack it
Call that bitch a Uber, she don't even know it happened
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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No, we don't trust you niggas No, we can't trust a soul
And f*ck them other niggas So you do what you told
You call me what you wanna But you can't call me broke
You know it's going down When I get in my mode
I can't trust her either, she a eater Man, I hate to really be her
Come and see us eat the team up Hope she got it like Selena
Or Serena, she a cleaner With my niggas and them beamers
Light the street up, need the clean up If you talking down, I'll see ya
It's funny how they change up Everybody hate us
Now I got my cake up Shit is getting dangerous
Now I gotta be lame, huh Think shit is a game, huh
But it's super serious So this shit ain't no game, no
You said you was ridin' by my side I had to let you go
But my niggas really trying to eat cause they material
You f*ck with one you beefin' with the rest like Rey Mysterio
Everyday I pray to god for my brothers, that's a miracle
You said you was ridin' by my side I had to let you go
But my niggas really trying to eat cause they material
You f*ck with one you beefin' with the rest like Rey Mysterio
Everyday I pray to god for my brothers, that's a miracle
Livin' like my last day, Avy goin' fast
Ain't no f*ckin' ratatouille , bitch, this ain't no rat race
I'ma show you that way, 7-1-6
Till I die, that's a fact, ayy
We can get you trapped, ayy
I just want my cash, ayy
Never worry about nothin', I just want my bag, ayy
All my brothers rollin' with me, they know where we at, ayy
Snappin' on the beat cause you niggas really wack, ayy
We can get you clapped, ayy
That might be a sad way, that might be a bad way
Bro my smoke, we put you in a cup like a ashtray
Might be time to switch all that shit up catch you lackin
Keep the money stackin', she want what I'm stackin
But can you bitches match it
I feel like a new nigga and I got a bad bitch
Why y'all niggas trippin'? Y'all don't even know what happened
If you got the ball, would you run it or just pass it
Be a real nigga and make sure you niggas tap in
Are you niggas tapped in
Why y'all walkin' up and down the street just to be cappin'
Runnin' at the mouth, but I never hear you stackin
Avy goin' back and that fake shit I ain't jackin
So I'll just stick to rappin
Know I'm freezing cold, someone please get me a jacket
And I got money, so I know that she gon' jack it
Hit it one time, then I told her ass to pack it
Call that bitch a Uber, she don't even know it happened
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And f*ck them other niggas So you do what you told
You call me what you wanna But you can't call me broke
You know it's going down When I get in my mode
I can't trust her either, she a eater Man, I hate to really be her
Come and see us eat the team up Hope she got it like Selena
Or Serena, she a cleaner With my niggas and them beamers
Light the street up, need the clean up If you talking down, I'll see ya
It's funny how they change up Everybody hate us
Now I got my cake up Shit is getting dangerous
Now I gotta be lame, huh Think shit is a game, huh
But it's super serious So this shit ain't no game, no
You said you was ridin' by my side I had to let you go
But my niggas really trying to eat cause they material
You f*ck with one you beefin' with the rest like Rey Mysterio
Everyday I pray to god for my brothers, that's a miracle
You said you was ridin' by my side I had to let you go
But my niggas really trying to eat cause they material
You f*ck with one you beefin' with the rest like Rey Mysterio
Everyday I pray to god for my brothers, that's a miracle
Livin' like my last day, Avy goin' fast
Ain't no f*ckin' ratatouille , bitch, this ain't no rat race
I'ma show you that way, 7-1-6
Till I die, that's a fact, ayy
We can get you trapped, ayy
I just want my cash, ayy
Never worry about nothin', I just want my bag, ayy
All my brothers rollin' with me, they know where we at, ayy
Snappin' on the beat cause you niggas really wack, ayy
We can get you clapped, ayy
That might be a sad way, that might be a bad way
Bro my smoke, we put you in a cup like a ashtray
Might be time to switch all that shit up catch you lackin
Keep the money stackin', she want what I'm stackin
But can you bitches match it
I feel like a new nigga and I got a bad bitch
Why y'all niggas trippin'? Y'all don't even know what happened
If you got the ball, would you run it or just pass it
Be a real nigga and make sure you niggas tap in
Are you niggas tapped in
Why y'all walkin' up and down the street just to be cappin'
Runnin' at the mouth, but I never hear you stackin
Avy goin' back and that fake shit I ain't jackin
So I'll just stick to rappin
Know I'm freezing cold, someone please get me a jacket
And I got money, so I know that she gon' jack it
Hit it one time, then I told her ass to pack it
Call that bitch a Uber, she don't even know it happened
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer: Aveohn Lee
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