My niggas pop shit
But we don't gun tote
But if they want beef
Then we got smoke
Yeah my life movie
But I'm tryna keep it PG
Focused on the story
Not these niggas tryna beat me
Me and all my niggas BROCKHAMPTON
When we hit the stage we got these college bitches panting
I can't f*ck with thirsty bitches tryna get a namesake
I send that bitch to Spotify if shordy tryna play me
First things first I need cash
Fast
All black whip do the dash
Nigga say I'm trash he ain't only smoking gas
Gotta whole lot more up in the stash
Shut up bitch
I'm killin shit
Niggas ona grind
That's on my jit
Bloody money
That's on my kicks
Serving fiends
We gon serve and flip a brick
Knuckin and buckin like I'm from the south
I had two shordies I'm feeling like cloud
Lately I don't got much shit left to say
I'm tryna get booked I'm tryna get play
Hit up some people, I'm tryna collab
Been a whole year and we never hear back
Where they all go? I'm tryna keep track
I could be next, but y'all think I'm whack
Catch me out in Austin with my brothers
If I never make it then I promise we got others
Money comin in now we never goin under
When a nigga signed, ima relocate my mother
I do it for the fam, they don't wanna understand
How I came this far without a label holding hands
If my numbers took a hit, know i got a lot of those
When I take a loss I tell the bullshit adios
Shut up bitch
I'm killin shit
Niggas ona grind
That's on my jit
Bloody money
That's on my kicks
Serving fiends
We gon serve and flip a brick
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My niggas pop shit
But we don't gun tote
But if they want beef
Then we got smoke
Yeah my life movie
But I'm tryna keep it PG
Focused on the story
Not these niggas tryna beat me
Me and all my niggas BROCKHAMPTON
When we hit the stage we got these college bitches panting
I can't f*ck with thirsty bitches tryna get a namesake
I send that bitch to Spotify if shordy tryna play me
First things first I need cash
Fast
All black whip do the dash
Nigga say I'm trash he ain't only smoking gas
Gotta whole lot more up in the stash
Shut up bitch
I'm killin shit
Niggas ona grind
That's on my jit
Bloody money
That's on my kicks
Serving fiends
We gon serve and flip a brick
Knuckin and buckin like I'm from the south
I had two shordies I'm feeling like cloud
Lately I don't got much shit left to say
I'm tryna get booked I'm tryna get play
Hit up some people, I'm tryna collab
Been a whole year and we never hear back
Where they all go? I'm tryna keep track
I could be next, but y'all think I'm whack
Catch me out in Austin with my brothers
If I never make it then I promise we got others
Money comin in now we never goin under
When a nigga signed, ima relocate my mother
I do it for the fam, they don't wanna understand
How I came this far without a label holding hands
If my numbers took a hit, know i got a lot of those
When I take a loss I tell the bullshit adios
Shut up bitch
I'm killin shit
Niggas ona grind
That's on my jit
Bloody money
That's on my kicks
Serving fiends
We gon serve and flip a brick
But we don't gun tote
But if they want beef
Then we got smoke
Yeah my life movie
But I'm tryna keep it PG
Focused on the story
Not these niggas tryna beat me
Me and all my niggas BROCKHAMPTON
When we hit the stage we got these college bitches panting
I can't f*ck with thirsty bitches tryna get a namesake
I send that bitch to Spotify if shordy tryna play me
First things first I need cash
Fast
All black whip do the dash
Nigga say I'm trash he ain't only smoking gas
Gotta whole lot more up in the stash
Shut up bitch
I'm killin shit
Niggas ona grind
That's on my jit
Bloody money
That's on my kicks
Serving fiends
We gon serve and flip a brick
Knuckin and buckin like I'm from the south
I had two shordies I'm feeling like cloud
Lately I don't got much shit left to say
I'm tryna get booked I'm tryna get play
Hit up some people, I'm tryna collab
Been a whole year and we never hear back
Where they all go? I'm tryna keep track
I could be next, but y'all think I'm whack
Catch me out in Austin with my brothers
If I never make it then I promise we got others
Money comin in now we never goin under
When a nigga signed, ima relocate my mother
I do it for the fam, they don't wanna understand
How I came this far without a label holding hands
If my numbers took a hit, know i got a lot of those
When I take a loss I tell the bullshit adios
Shut up bitch
I'm killin shit
Niggas ona grind
That's on my jit
Bloody money
That's on my kicks
Serving fiends
We gon serve and flip a brick
Writer: Armand Rome
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