[Intro]
(Wait, this nigga Marvin made this shit?)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, bitch, we outside
Yeah, that's something that you not 'cause you a damn liar
I told lil' bro to pour a four, he poured a damn five
My buddy got that blower in his jeans, he got his pants high
Ayy, and I ain't fucking with no broke bitch
Hit it from the back, she say "Sethii got that dope dick"
I've been getting dope, bitch, you be looking broke, bitch
If you ain't got a bag, then you gotta hit that door, bitch
What's in the safe, ayy? Boutta break the bank, ayy
Hotbox the whip, stepped out, smell like dank, ayy
My brodie locked up for ten years 'cause he ain't say names
Ayy, bitch, I'm still yelling "Free the gang, gang"
Bitch, and you know I got this lead on me
How you from the streets and you ain't even got no dead homies?
911, you would probably call the feds on me
Damn, yeah, you would probably call the feds on me
Everybody hard up on the internet
I know they only hating on me 'cause I've been a threat
I've been running after this bag and I ain't break a sweat
Who fucking with me? Nobody, think I'm Keith Sweat, bitch
[Bridge]
(Ayy, I think I'm Keith Sweat)
(I be in the deep end, you ain't got your feet wet)
[Verse 2]
And they gon' say I fell off, nah bitch, I just fell back
All these fake ass rappers, that shit's so wack
I could expose old boy but he knows that
Shit, but I don't think he wanna go there
I be on the block, bitch, I feel like Rudy Gobert
I heard brodie spooked likes some motherfucking ghosts here
I got my chicken up, turned my Levi's to Monclers
And if you name ain't God, I do not fear
If feds talking money, I don't even wanna hear
[?] Paul 'cause these bullets finna pierce him
I feel like Big Poppa, check in, I'm right here
Saying I got a lotta bags, I could show you how to get one
I done fucked off a hunnid like it's chump change
There's more to life than ice trays and some nice chains
Fuck around and get your shit snatched by a no-name
Bitch, I need more money, I don't need fame, bitch
[Outro]
Ayy, look
Yeah, I need more money, I don't need fame
Ayy, bitch
Yeah, I need more money, I don't need fame
(Wait, this nigga Marvin made this shit?)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, bitch, we outside
Yeah, that's something that you not 'cause you a damn liar
I told lil' bro to pour a four, he poured a damn five
My buddy got that blower in his jeans, he got his pants high
Ayy, and I ain't fucking with no broke bitch
Hit it from the back, she say "Sethii got that dope dick"
I've been getting dope, bitch, you be looking broke, bitch
If you ain't got a bag, then you gotta hit that door, bitch
What's in the safe, ayy? Boutta break the bank, ayy
Hotbox the whip, stepped out, smell like dank, ayy
My brodie locked up for ten years 'cause he ain't say names
Ayy, bitch, I'm still yelling "Free the gang, gang"
Bitch, and you know I got this lead on me
How you from the streets and you ain't even got no dead homies?
911, you would probably call the feds on me
Damn, yeah, you would probably call the feds on me
Everybody hard up on the internet
I know they only hating on me 'cause I've been a threat
I've been running after this bag and I ain't break a sweat
Who fucking with me? Nobody, think I'm Keith Sweat, bitch
[Bridge]
(Ayy, I think I'm Keith Sweat)
(I be in the deep end, you ain't got your feet wet)
[Verse 2]
And they gon' say I fell off, nah bitch, I just fell back
All these fake ass rappers, that shit's so wack
I could expose old boy but he knows that
Shit, but I don't think he wanna go there
I be on the block, bitch, I feel like Rudy Gobert
I heard brodie spooked likes some motherfucking ghosts here
I got my chicken up, turned my Levi's to Monclers
And if you name ain't God, I do not fear
If feds talking money, I don't even wanna hear
[?] Paul 'cause these bullets finna pierce him
I feel like Big Poppa, check in, I'm right here
Saying I got a lotta bags, I could show you how to get one
I done fucked off a hunnid like it's chump change
There's more to life than ice trays and some nice chains
Fuck around and get your shit snatched by a no-name
Bitch, I need more money, I don't need fame, bitch
[Outro]
Ayy, look
Yeah, I need more money, I don't need fame
Ayy, bitch
Yeah, I need more money, I don't need fame
( Sethii Shmactt )
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