Get it'n go
I ain't got time for no clones
I'm tryna say that we on
Made it off beats that we own
I'm tryna get it in droves
I got a lot on the stove
I got a lot on my plate
They say it is what it is
I can't relate
I say it is what it ain't
Really though, f*ck what you think
Don't give a f*ck bout yo hoes
Don't give a f*ck if you chose
Don't give a f*ck bout yo clothes
We gon get rich wit the bros
Put that on ice on my neck
Nigga I'm froze
Nigga I'm all in my zone
I take a shit on the throne
I turned my back to the past
I took a shot of patron
Now I'm just hopin' it last
Now I'm just hopin' it last
I ain't pickin up
Hit my line, ay
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Remember I was always on my grind
I ain't pickin' up
You hit my line
Ay
I will never let 'em
Block my shine
Ay, I will never let 'em
Block my shine
Give a f*ck
Give a f*ck bout' you
I was up
In the summer too
Catch a buzz, like a number two
Sunlight on my skin
Comin' up, I'm writing
Drugged out, I'm writing
My life like lightning
Bitch you can fight this
Ay
You cannot stop me
Cop my shit, can't rock me
Hits like f*ckin' Rocky
Bitch, I'm riding shotty, yeah