Intro:
I know some niggas they wasn’t moving right so cut them boys off and I bigger my business
Ever since then I been counting up money, I think that I’m vegan, addicted to spinach
I do a song with you niggas it’s like I’m rapping with my kids man this shit is a clinic
Hop in the booth with that boy and he can’t stay alive man this shit survival of the fittest
Hook:
I took a break for a minute but now that I’m back I hope niggas don’t think that they running shit
Rocking that shit, I know niggas they wanna be in it I copped it cuz its only one of it
I get my shit out the back of the store, I don’t want the bullshit that they got in the front of it
I know a nigga got fronted a bag and they got on his ass cause they found out he fumbled it
I know niggas that stand on that block that’s NO CAP-A-TON
Think that he got what I got but he fractioned it
I just dive in the ocean, that pussy immaculate
Stop texting my phone if you selling and taxing it
I just count up them racks at the top of the morning
Eat me 200 for lunch like it’s normal
Mama say “Don’t say bitches, its informal”
But these bitches don’t know so I just gotta warn em
Verse 1:
I hit that bitch like Babe Ruth, she a goner
Slamming and dunking the bitch I LeBron her
Pass that bitch just like Chris Paul, I don’t want her
Or give that bitch right to my bro, let ‘em pump it
Hop on the stage and I two-step I might just go hit my lil dance
Pipe that shit up in the DM, but come to find out that bitch just like the rest of my fans
I can never have a BM, I work ‘til the PM, I’m just tryna build my advance
I can not buy you a Birkin bae I just been working, I’m tryna go buy me some land
I’m making hit after hit
Rolex it slide, no no it do not tick
I spent a rack on some Rickity Rick
Tell my brodie to slide he pull up with the stick
We got AKs and choppas, they came with the kit
We got bitches, We fuck on ‘em they say they lit
Helicopter we landing, they know that we rich
My lil garment expensive just look at the stitch
I secured that lil pussy, put her on the list
Hook:
I took a break for a minute but now that I’m back I hope niggas don’t think that they running shit
Rocking that shit, I know niggas they wanna be in it I copped it cuz its only one of it
I get my shit out the back of the store, I don’t want the bullshit that they got in the front of it
I know a nigga got fronted a bag and they got on his ass cause they found out he fumbled it
I know niggas that stand on that block that’s NO CAP-A-TON
Think that he got what I got but he fractioned it
I just dive in the ocean, that pussy immaculate
Stop texting my phone if you selling and taxing it
I just count up them racks at the top of the morning
Eat me 200 for lunch like it’s normal
Mama say “Don’t say bitches, its informal”
But these bitches don’t know so I just gotta warn em
Verse 2:
I played the hand I was dealt so nigga don’t be mad at me just cause I’m winnin’
Running this shit to the top of the building and when I be playin it feel like a scrimmage
Out with ya bitch and I just want the pussy so when she talk to me act like I’m relatin
I sent that bit the lil addy, pull up to the spot, eat the dick but she know she not stayin
Out with my brothers, I feel like the Wayans
Go to the beach, she said she need a tan
Said she could take it and then the bitch ran
I just pull out and she do what she can
Bitch tellin me I’m the man
This a perc in my hand not a xan
She in Bottega, out of them vans
On that money, don’t do rubberbands
In the back of the spot with a house full of hoes
It ain’t snowing so why she got white on her nose?
If I’m tourin you know that I keep me some hoes
I stay solid, I can never fold on my bros
BEEZY!
I know some niggas they wasn’t moving right so cut them boys off and I bigger my business
Ever since then I been counting up money, I think that I’m vegan, addicted to spinach
I do a song with you niggas it’s like I’m rapping with my kids man this shit is a clinic
Hop in the booth with that boy and he can’t stay alive man this shit survival of the fittest
Hook:
I took a break for a minute but now that I’m back I hope niggas don’t think that they running shit
Rocking that shit, I know niggas they wanna be in it I copped it cuz its only one of it
I get my shit out the back of the store, I don’t want the bullshit that they got in the front of it
I know a nigga got fronted a bag and they got on his ass cause they found out he fumbled it
I know niggas that stand on that block that’s NO CAP-A-TON
Think that he got what I got but he fractioned it
I just dive in the ocean, that pussy immaculate
Stop texting my phone if you selling and taxing it
I just count up them racks at the top of the morning
Eat me 200 for lunch like it’s normal
Mama say “Don’t say bitches, its informal”
But these bitches don’t know so I just gotta warn em
Verse 1:
I hit that bitch like Babe Ruth, she a goner
Slamming and dunking the bitch I LeBron her
Pass that bitch just like Chris Paul, I don’t want her
Or give that bitch right to my bro, let ‘em pump it
Hop on the stage and I two-step I might just go hit my lil dance
Pipe that shit up in the DM, but come to find out that bitch just like the rest of my fans
I can never have a BM, I work ‘til the PM, I’m just tryna build my advance
I can not buy you a Birkin bae I just been working, I’m tryna go buy me some land
I’m making hit after hit
Rolex it slide, no no it do not tick
I spent a rack on some Rickity Rick
Tell my brodie to slide he pull up with the stick
We got AKs and choppas, they came with the kit
We got bitches, We fuck on ‘em they say they lit
Helicopter we landing, they know that we rich
My lil garment expensive just look at the stitch
I secured that lil pussy, put her on the list
Hook:
I took a break for a minute but now that I’m back I hope niggas don’t think that they running shit
Rocking that shit, I know niggas they wanna be in it I copped it cuz its only one of it
I get my shit out the back of the store, I don’t want the bullshit that they got in the front of it
I know a nigga got fronted a bag and they got on his ass cause they found out he fumbled it
I know niggas that stand on that block that’s NO CAP-A-TON
Think that he got what I got but he fractioned it
I just dive in the ocean, that pussy immaculate
Stop texting my phone if you selling and taxing it
I just count up them racks at the top of the morning
Eat me 200 for lunch like it’s normal
Mama say “Don’t say bitches, its informal”
But these bitches don’t know so I just gotta warn em
Verse 2:
I played the hand I was dealt so nigga don’t be mad at me just cause I’m winnin’
Running this shit to the top of the building and when I be playin it feel like a scrimmage
Out with ya bitch and I just want the pussy so when she talk to me act like I’m relatin
I sent that bit the lil addy, pull up to the spot, eat the dick but she know she not stayin
Out with my brothers, I feel like the Wayans
Go to the beach, she said she need a tan
Said she could take it and then the bitch ran
I just pull out and she do what she can
Bitch tellin me I’m the man
This a perc in my hand not a xan
She in Bottega, out of them vans
On that money, don’t do rubberbands
In the back of the spot with a house full of hoes
It ain’t snowing so why she got white on her nose?
If I’m tourin you know that I keep me some hoes
I stay solid, I can never fold on my bros
BEEZY!
( Blnnk )
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