N***** trippin', ugh
Shoot like Scotty Pippen, ugh
Blue Hundreds in my Pocket, like they're Crippin'
I got Blood cousins, can I call them "Cuz"
I don't know
Bruh just let it go
Choppas let em blow, like whoa
I can't feel sh*t, man that might be novacaine
King of the Hill, I'm Hank with all this propane
Modern Slavery, I'm wearing all these da*n Chains
Life should be on Netflix, cuz it's so strange
Worry about the money, boy I do that all the time
I need every dollar, boy I need all of mine
N***** going on a tangent, with no cosign
Kick Flip with the Ollie, boy I know the grind
Hey, can you feel that?
I got to eat while in these streets, like I meal prep
White folks show me love, like I dubstep
Mixtape moving weight, like a dumbbell
N***** be talking they got it
Boy I be all about profit
N***** be talking sh*t, but they ain't doing sh*t
So I be tellin' them stop it
Catchin' "W"s that's Wumbo
I put my all in, like it's Gumbo
I'm dripping with the sauce, that's that Mumbo
I got hands, we ain't friends, royal rumble
I'm a beast, man I made it out these streets
Guess you can say, I made it out the concrete jungle
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N***** trippin', ugh
Shoot like Scotty Pippen, ugh
Blue Hundreds in my Pocket, like they're Crippin'
I got Blood cousins, can I call them "Cuz"
I don't know
Bruh just let it go
Choppas let em blow, like whoa
I can't feel sh*t, man that might be novacaine
King of the Hill, I'm Hank with all this propane
Modern Slavery, I'm wearing all these da*n Chains
Life should be on Netflix, cuz it's so strange
Worry about the money, boy I do that all the time
I need every dollar, boy I need all of mine
N***** going on a tangent, with no cosign
Kick Flip with the Ollie, boy I know the grind
Hey, can you feel that?
I got to eat while in these streets, like I meal prep
White folks show me love, like I dubstep
Mixtape moving weight, like a dumbbell
N***** be talking they got it
Boy I be all about profit
N***** be talking sh*t, but they ain't doing sh*t
So I be tellin' them stop it
Catchin' "W"s that's Wumbo
I put my all in, like it's Gumbo
I'm dripping with the sauce, that's that Mumbo
I got hands, we ain't friends, royal rumble
I'm a beast, man I made it out these streets
Guess you can say, I made it out the concrete jungle
Shoot like Scotty Pippen, ugh
Blue Hundreds in my Pocket, like they're Crippin'
I got Blood cousins, can I call them "Cuz"
I don't know
Bruh just let it go
Choppas let em blow, like whoa
I can't feel sh*t, man that might be novacaine
King of the Hill, I'm Hank with all this propane
Modern Slavery, I'm wearing all these da*n Chains
Life should be on Netflix, cuz it's so strange
Worry about the money, boy I do that all the time
I need every dollar, boy I need all of mine
N***** going on a tangent, with no cosign
Kick Flip with the Ollie, boy I know the grind
Hey, can you feel that?
I got to eat while in these streets, like I meal prep
White folks show me love, like I dubstep
Mixtape moving weight, like a dumbbell
N***** be talking they got it
Boy I be all about profit
N***** be talking sh*t, but they ain't doing sh*t
So I be tellin' them stop it
Catchin' "W"s that's Wumbo
I put my all in, like it's Gumbo
I'm dripping with the sauce, that's that Mumbo
I got hands, we ain't friends, royal rumble
I'm a beast, man I made it out these streets
Guess you can say, I made it out the concrete jungle
Writer: Thomas Person
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