[Intro]
Aye, turn me up
I’m the orange mound hero
At the same time the orange mound villain
I’m the king of Memphis
The baby goat
[Beat tag]
That junt hard, Charlie!
[Pre-Hook]
Whatchu reppin’?
All my family from the M, best believe that I’m pressin’
Can’t leave the house without my tec, keep the tec for protection
These bitches think I need ‘em, I cut ‘em off, learn they lesson
(They gotta learn the lesson)
[Hook]
Like whatchu rеppin’, like whatchu reppin’
Steppin’ likе 6 days a week but I’m going for 7
Like whatchu Reppin’, like whatchu reppin’
I been ballin’ out but these bitches be tryna test me
Man that shit’s stressin, yeah that shit’s stressin
Looked up to God and he damn near threw me a blessing
He told me you ain’t hit your peak yet you just started stretchin’
Running this rat race you better know whatchu be Reppin’
[Verse 1]
Like whatchu reppin'?
Like whatchu reppin tho?
I really grew up w the shits cuz I’m from Memphis hoe
Used to be on Perkins road, flippin’ packs tryna get some mo
I had some shiesty shooters, cut em off ion need them hoes
Mane fuck them bitches
Mane fuck them bitches
Go getcho bread young nigga get out them trenches
Took me a minute but I done got to my senses
I’m stacking cash, running it til it’s endless
And when you getcho digits, don’t hit my digits
Shit you can Bang my line from time to time and we can kick it
Don’t get it twisted, this shit ain’t swisher (bitch)
I’ll be stacking millions and shooting shit like the grizzlies
(Ja Morant!)
[Pre-Hook]
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Dissin’ on my name
That shit a shame
They won’t know who got em
Comin’ like no other, I know my brother gon beat box em
He gon do the dash get outta there he a opp dropper
Then I’ll push up on your block and rock it out with this show stopper
Hit you w some shit that won’t skip a beat like a hip hopper
I ain’t flexin’ yet so I throw it on and I re rock it
Children of the corn in the kindergarten with rebok’s’s
He said he was the set so we set him up it ain’t no talkin’
I gotcha bitch walkin’
Getting lit in the club and shit
We get this hoe poppin’
Niggas tryna compete and shit but know we ain’t stoppin
All these niggas trash, watch me take out the garbage
[Pre-Hook]
[Hook]
[Outro]
Free TyMuney, free kelvin
Free them out that system
(On god!)
And I stamp that
Aye, turn me up
I’m the orange mound hero
At the same time the orange mound villain
I’m the king of Memphis
The baby goat
[Beat tag]
That junt hard, Charlie!
[Pre-Hook]
Whatchu reppin’?
All my family from the M, best believe that I’m pressin’
Can’t leave the house without my tec, keep the tec for protection
These bitches think I need ‘em, I cut ‘em off, learn they lesson
(They gotta learn the lesson)
[Hook]
Like whatchu rеppin’, like whatchu reppin’
Steppin’ likе 6 days a week but I’m going for 7
Like whatchu Reppin’, like whatchu reppin’
I been ballin’ out but these bitches be tryna test me
Man that shit’s stressin, yeah that shit’s stressin
Looked up to God and he damn near threw me a blessing
He told me you ain’t hit your peak yet you just started stretchin’
Running this rat race you better know whatchu be Reppin’
[Verse 1]
Like whatchu reppin'?
Like whatchu reppin tho?
I really grew up w the shits cuz I’m from Memphis hoe
Used to be on Perkins road, flippin’ packs tryna get some mo
I had some shiesty shooters, cut em off ion need them hoes
Mane fuck them bitches
Mane fuck them bitches
Go getcho bread young nigga get out them trenches
Took me a minute but I done got to my senses
I’m stacking cash, running it til it’s endless
And when you getcho digits, don’t hit my digits
Shit you can Bang my line from time to time and we can kick it
Don’t get it twisted, this shit ain’t swisher (bitch)
I’ll be stacking millions and shooting shit like the grizzlies
(Ja Morant!)
[Pre-Hook]
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Dissin’ on my name
That shit a shame
They won’t know who got em
Comin’ like no other, I know my brother gon beat box em
He gon do the dash get outta there he a opp dropper
Then I’ll push up on your block and rock it out with this show stopper
Hit you w some shit that won’t skip a beat like a hip hopper
I ain’t flexin’ yet so I throw it on and I re rock it
Children of the corn in the kindergarten with rebok’s’s
He said he was the set so we set him up it ain’t no talkin’
I gotcha bitch walkin’
Getting lit in the club and shit
We get this hoe poppin’
Niggas tryna compete and shit but know we ain’t stoppin
All these niggas trash, watch me take out the garbage
[Pre-Hook]
[Hook]
[Outro]
Free TyMuney, free kelvin
Free them out that system
(On god!)
And I stamp that
( Duke Smith )
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