Hustle yea I creep
Iont sleep
Ima g
Come x see
Remember I used to serve 'em by the g
Now a nxgga smoking outta p
Nxggas they know that I'm with it, I'm bout it, I got it
My nxgga quit playin
Nxgga I spit knowledge
I'm polished
The world is right in my hands
Nxgga ain't counting no bands
They cappin x typing it up for the gram
Yo girl love when I do my dance
& that shxt got you pressed
Don't be mad look at all this bless
Don't be scared hoe say it with yo chest
Stop blowing bread lil nxgga invest
A nxgga is so stylish w/ no stylist
Yea I ball x beat yo ass
It's like malice at the palace
Hustle yea I creep
Iont sleep
Ima g
Come x see
Remember i used to serve 'em by the g
Now a nxgga smoking outta p
Up all night can't take a rest nah
I'm like the walking dead cause I'm fresh to death hanh
Call me guillotine I'm only bout the neck hanh
& I cut em by they neck if they ain't bouta check hanh
Preaching to the choir you would think it was a Sunday
Wrong way down a one way
I keep it raw every Monday
Threesome on a Tuesday
I scooped em up in a hoopti
& you know I'm nasty I ate them hoes like crème brûlée
Cause I'm young June hoe I said it yea meant it
Smoking on some good go cop my bxtch some acrylics
Touch a nxgga soul
Amputees say they feel it
Look at me I'm brilliant
Up all night tryna get it
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Hustle yea I creep
Iont sleep
Ima g
Come x see
Remember I used to serve 'em by the g
Now a nxgga smoking outta p
Nxggas they know that I'm with it, I'm bout it, I got it
My nxgga quit playin
Nxgga I spit knowledge
I'm polished
The world is right in my hands
Nxgga ain't counting no bands
They cappin x typing it up for the gram
Yo girl love when I do my dance
& that shxt got you pressed
Don't be mad look at all this bless
Don't be scared hoe say it with yo chest
Stop blowing bread lil nxgga invest
A nxgga is so stylish w/ no stylist
Yea I ball x beat yo ass
It's like malice at the palace
Hustle yea I creep
Iont sleep
Ima g
Come x see
Remember i used to serve 'em by the g
Now a nxgga smoking outta p
Up all night can't take a rest nah
I'm like the walking dead cause I'm fresh to death hanh
Call me guillotine I'm only bout the neck hanh
& I cut em by they neck if they ain't bouta check hanh
Preaching to the choir you would think it was a Sunday
Wrong way down a one way
I keep it raw every Monday
Threesome on a Tuesday
I scooped em up in a hoopti
& you know I'm nasty I ate them hoes like crème brûlée
Cause I'm young June hoe I said it yea meant it
Smoking on some good go cop my bxtch some acrylics
Touch a nxgga soul
Amputees say they feel it
Look at me I'm brilliant
Up all night tryna get it
Iont sleep
Ima g
Come x see
Remember I used to serve 'em by the g
Now a nxgga smoking outta p
Nxggas they know that I'm with it, I'm bout it, I got it
My nxgga quit playin
Nxgga I spit knowledge
I'm polished
The world is right in my hands
Nxgga ain't counting no bands
They cappin x typing it up for the gram
Yo girl love when I do my dance
& that shxt got you pressed
Don't be mad look at all this bless
Don't be scared hoe say it with yo chest
Stop blowing bread lil nxgga invest
A nxgga is so stylish w/ no stylist
Yea I ball x beat yo ass
It's like malice at the palace
Hustle yea I creep
Iont sleep
Ima g
Come x see
Remember i used to serve 'em by the g
Now a nxgga smoking outta p
Up all night can't take a rest nah
I'm like the walking dead cause I'm fresh to death hanh
Call me guillotine I'm only bout the neck hanh
& I cut em by they neck if they ain't bouta check hanh
Preaching to the choir you would think it was a Sunday
Wrong way down a one way
I keep it raw every Monday
Threesome on a Tuesday
I scooped em up in a hoopti
& you know I'm nasty I ate them hoes like crème brûlée
Cause I'm young June hoe I said it yea meant it
Smoking on some good go cop my bxtch some acrylics
Touch a nxgga soul
Amputees say they feel it
Look at me I'm brilliant
Up all night tryna get it
Writer: June Clinton
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