Everybody know me, no they can’t hold me
Try put your hands up on this kid, I’ll leave you holey
Sipping Rémy Martin or L-P Rosé
I get turnt off pink Moët and it control me
Looney
Everybody know me, no they can’t hold me
Try put your hands up on this kid, I’ll leave you holey
Sipping Rémy Martin or L-P Rosé
I get turnt off pink Moët and it control me
I need to whack a hater then affi ghosty
My team all get their bands up, they moving Oz’s
Don’t come around and act up if you don’t know me
I start sipping L-P and and it control me
In the back I’ve got a couple niggas, they turning
While you phonies talking ’bout hella bands, about trapping racks and ain’t earning
I’m a forty-fifth with that sterling
All my niggas splash and we burning
If I get the drop then I’ll jerk him
Stop this rapping shit, it ain’t working
I’ve got a little lightie, she twerking
And I’m waved up
Hella parties got blazed up
I get up early cuz, yeah I wake up
I don’t smoke na so it’s never loud
Don’t rate your girl, you sell her out
If a thotty smoke, get their bellers out
And I’m turning, I’m tweaking
If the cops grab me, no speaking
I’m a trill nigga, I’m a real nigga
I’ll hustle hard and I never stop
I hit them all and I ball out
And I’m copping garms and I never drop
Come back again
Spitting flames
Like a MAC again
Any haters talking get a slap again
Sketch with a thirty, he’ll slap your men
Team Paid
Everybody know me, no they can’t hold me
Try put your hands up on this kid, I’ll leave you holey
Sipping Rémy Martin or L-P Rosé
I get turnt off pink Moët and it control me
I need to whack a hater then affi ghosty
My team all get their bands up, they moving Oz’s
Don’t come around and act up if you don’t know me
I start sipping L-P and and it control me
Man I’m never lacking, man I’m always backing
Got my niggas spazzing, you niggas slacking
I’m in the cut, got food like a chef
Chopping the work, I’ma move all this bless
Making the mulla, I’m cuffing no stress
Bands take your wife, we were at her address
Looney Aguero, I’ll leave you a mess
And MTP my team so fuck all the rest
I’m a fucking beast
Cook a rapper
I’ll make a feast
Shotty take him right off his feet
No sweetboy, I’ve got hella thots
Like I’m playing snooker, got hella shots
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Slap a stain upon main road
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Jezzy suck me cah I say so
Man I do a move and then lay-low
Had a half link for like 8-0
I’m the man cuz
Instagram looking mad cuz
I don’t want a son
But these bitches flirty with hella bum
I want rap money, fuck the slum
I want rap money, fuck the slum
I wanna hit the booth and try make the sum
Everybody know me, no they can’t hold me
Try put your hands up on this kid, I’ll leave you holey
Sipping Rémy Martin or L-P Rosé
I get turnt off pink Moët and it control me
I need to whack a hater then affi ghosty
My team all get their bands up, they moving Oz’s
Don’t come around and act up if you don’t know me
I start sipping L-P and and it control me
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