Breaking a pound in the kitchen, lil shawty she sniffing like she never snorted cocaine
I'm selling these drugs in a mansion I don't even care if they popping a molly again
I was the nigga locked up in a cell but they never asked me if I'm doing okay
I'm making racks off of music, I'm rich as a bitch to be honest I cannot complain
Don't f*ck with opps in my city, I boarded a jet and I copped me some Prada in Spain
Smoking this gas in the crib I got 32 kilos, my momma she thought It's a train
I don't f*ck with Brady that nigga he thought he was slick
I hit that boy with a blick
All of these rappers be sounding the same everyday
Something like Diorsantana
Eyo bro I'm not even tryna throw shade for real but like why the f*ck ya'll sound the same bro?
Nigga switch up your flow bruh
It's a choppa or a draco just make your decision
I swear It's not hard to just play your position
Niggas thinking they cool cause they got some attention
I got kicked outta school cause I skipped my detention
I don't rap for you bitches, this shit my profession
Eyo Donalin please call the Arab assassin
I'm Christian and Muslim I blew up on Christmas
I don't give a f*ck, I don't care about your feelings
Me and my niggas we trying to make millions
We arrived at the function we rockin' Amiri's
We standing on business before we made killings
Rockin' Air Force one with the custom fitted
Yeah I took your bitch but you won't admit it
I remember the scene like the shit was vivid
Been working so hard can't get knocked off my pivot
Coupé is for two and the window was tinted
I finished school and I never repeated and that's why the seats in my car tempur-pedic
How many songs I record in a day? at the end of the day I just never delete em'
But I pick a Trackhawk over the GLE Truck, nigga let's keep it a buck
How many times you get stabbed in the back with a knife?
Nigga I'm talking real life
To be honest I stepped out the crib in the motherf*ckin night
Me and my niggas connive
Feel like I'm Carti in 2014, instead of that timing I feel like a fein (fein)
I'm flipping a band, I'm just seventeen
I said all of my opps they get hit with the beam
Trojan Force where the f*ck have you been?
If it wasn't for you I'd be down on my dick
Twenty four choppa's that swing with the key
How you claim you a shooter but throwing a brick?
Heavy shots in the park I just knew It's my clique
456 with the alloy rims
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Breaking a pound in the kitchen, lil shawty she sniffing like she never snorted cocaine
I'm selling these drugs in a mansion I don't even care if they popping a molly again
I was the nigga locked up in a cell but they never asked me if I'm doing okay
I'm making racks off of music, I'm rich as a bitch to be honest I cannot complain
Don't f*ck with opps in my city, I boarded a jet and I copped me some Prada in Spain
Smoking this gas in the crib I got 32 kilos, my momma she thought It's a train
I don't f*ck with Brady that nigga he thought he was slick
I hit that boy with a blick
All of these rappers be sounding the same everyday
Something like Diorsantana
Eyo bro I'm not even tryna throw shade for real but like why the f*ck ya'll sound the same bro?
Nigga switch up your flow bruh
It's a choppa or a draco just make your decision
I swear It's not hard to just play your position
Niggas thinking they cool cause they got some attention
I got kicked outta school cause I skipped my detention
I don't rap for you bitches, this shit my profession
Eyo Donalin please call the Arab assassin
I'm Christian and Muslim I blew up on Christmas
I don't give a f*ck, I don't care about your feelings
Me and my niggas we trying to make millions
We arrived at the function we rockin' Amiri's
We standing on business before we made killings
Rockin' Air Force one with the custom fitted
Yeah I took your bitch but you won't admit it
I remember the scene like the shit was vivid
Been working so hard can't get knocked off my pivot
Coupé is for two and the window was tinted
I finished school and I never repeated and that's why the seats in my car tempur-pedic
How many songs I record in a day? at the end of the day I just never delete em'
But I pick a Trackhawk over the GLE Truck, nigga let's keep it a buck
How many times you get stabbed in the back with a knife?
Nigga I'm talking real life
To be honest I stepped out the crib in the motherf*ckin night
Me and my niggas connive
Feel like I'm Carti in 2014, instead of that timing I feel like a fein (fein)
I'm flipping a band, I'm just seventeen
I said all of my opps they get hit with the beam
Trojan Force where the f*ck have you been?
If it wasn't for you I'd be down on my dick
Twenty four choppa's that swing with the key
How you claim you a shooter but throwing a brick?
Heavy shots in the park I just knew It's my clique
456 with the alloy rims
I'm selling these drugs in a mansion I don't even care if they popping a molly again
I was the nigga locked up in a cell but they never asked me if I'm doing okay
I'm making racks off of music, I'm rich as a bitch to be honest I cannot complain
Don't f*ck with opps in my city, I boarded a jet and I copped me some Prada in Spain
Smoking this gas in the crib I got 32 kilos, my momma she thought It's a train
I don't f*ck with Brady that nigga he thought he was slick
I hit that boy with a blick
All of these rappers be sounding the same everyday
Something like Diorsantana
Eyo bro I'm not even tryna throw shade for real but like why the f*ck ya'll sound the same bro?
Nigga switch up your flow bruh
It's a choppa or a draco just make your decision
I swear It's not hard to just play your position
Niggas thinking they cool cause they got some attention
I got kicked outta school cause I skipped my detention
I don't rap for you bitches, this shit my profession
Eyo Donalin please call the Arab assassin
I'm Christian and Muslim I blew up on Christmas
I don't give a f*ck, I don't care about your feelings
Me and my niggas we trying to make millions
We arrived at the function we rockin' Amiri's
We standing on business before we made killings
Rockin' Air Force one with the custom fitted
Yeah I took your bitch but you won't admit it
I remember the scene like the shit was vivid
Been working so hard can't get knocked off my pivot
Coupé is for two and the window was tinted
I finished school and I never repeated and that's why the seats in my car tempur-pedic
How many songs I record in a day? at the end of the day I just never delete em'
But I pick a Trackhawk over the GLE Truck, nigga let's keep it a buck
How many times you get stabbed in the back with a knife?
Nigga I'm talking real life
To be honest I stepped out the crib in the motherf*ckin night
Me and my niggas connive
Feel like I'm Carti in 2014, instead of that timing I feel like a fein (fein)
I'm flipping a band, I'm just seventeen
I said all of my opps they get hit with the beam
Trojan Force where the f*ck have you been?
If it wasn't for you I'd be down on my dick
Twenty four choppa's that swing with the key
How you claim you a shooter but throwing a brick?
Heavy shots in the park I just knew It's my clique
456 with the alloy rims
Writer: Gerald Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid