I'm finna run down, yeah
Work 'til the sun down, yeah
He been talking way too much
That boy getting shot down, yeah
Now i'm finna walk in with blicks
The diamonds on me always glis'
Designer on me make me glisten
Hating on me but his bitch finna listen
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Hating on me but she loving my music
Up in the trap and your bitch finna do it
Cannot go broke 'cause the bands I get to it
Trap run daily
Boy I ran through it
Just made 500, I'll do it again
Don't even know you, no you ain my friend
Slime me out, you getting cut out the frame
Ain respond to her texts, now she going insane
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Been top 1 at the top of the ballot
Said that he better, he ain being candid
Said he top 5 but he ain e'en a candidate
Testing my bro? I told gang i'ma handle it
Ain f*ck with your music, I'm just not a fan of it
Shoot down the body, walk down and abandon it
Blood on my hands, think i'm needing an advocate
Yeah, Yeah, Oh Yeah
Walk in the hotel, we going 'em rounds
She suck my dick while I sit in the lounge
Duffel with 100s weigh 200 pounds
She finna strip take it off for a dollar
Walk in with hermes, yes bitch, i'ma baller
King of my city, I feel like Mufasa
He seen the stick started running, move faster
Finger on the trigger, i'm feeling the rage
Trap going crazy, they see me and rage
Earn when I wanna, no I ain on a wage
My bro just like diddy, don't care bout no age
He tryna be me but that shits complicated
Drank and the penjamin had me too faded
Too many puffs now I feel too sedated
He done fell off 'cause his music's outdated
I'm finna run down, yeah
Work 'til the sun down, yeah
He been talking way too much
That boy getting shot down, yeah
Now i'm finna walk in with blicks
The diamonds on me always glis'
Designer on me make me glisten
Hating on me but his bitch finna listen