I know shawty trippin, why she thinkin' that she f*ck wit me?
And I got niggas creepin' if you really thinkin' shit was sweet
But I don't even wanna flex, I made yo bag last week
I call my team cause they some shooters, like the 2013 heat
It's kinda funny when they talkin' heat, cause they don't want no pressure
I had a head start in this bitch, so if you run, you playin' catch up
Catch him lacking' on his block and leave em red just like some ketchup
I'm gettin' sick of all these clonin' niggas, I guess I'm fed up
I told my twin this shit get hard, but keep your head up
Runnin' plays around this bitch like every day, that f*ckin' check up
The hoes be tryin' to catch you lackin, that's your bitch, I gotta check her
I been gettin' way too geek, I'm way too high, now I can't stand up
But even when I'm f*ckin' sittin, you already know I get my bread up
Why they keep on playin? They can't sound like this
And if they drop the low, I call my brothers, yea we slidin' shit
I'm really steppin' in that snake skin, yeah, that slimy shit
That nigga talkin' then erase him, got no time for it
Spin that bag and then I get it back, I'm on some pocket shit
I know my opps, I bet they got that"Sharingan", they copy shit
I'm makin' moves, I'm f*ckin' steady, goin' on, can't copy it
I know shawty trippin, why she thinkin' that she f*ck wit me?
And I got niggas creepin' if you really thinkin' shit was sweet
But I don't even wanna flex, I made yo bag last week
I call my team cause they some shooters, like the 2013 heat