(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)
L462 gang
On granny, yeah
I can’t be mad, niggas ain’t ride now, 200 my dash
Push this bitch off like it ain’t even fast
Ain’t tryna brag, but remember them days that they put me in last
Catch my opposition, I’m destined to crash
Trap like a rocket, he ready to blast
In the stu’ off them addies, I bet I’ma spazz
I can’t be hurt by no nigga, I went through some shit with my dad
Got so much pain I don’t show
I think I’m good, but they call me the GOAT
Tryna move out that struggle was ready to go
Did this shit by myself, they ain’t teach me the ropes
But now they tryna hang with me
I only move if the gang with me
Every time that I step got the flame with me
He a sneak diss his nigga, he lame to me
I’m tryna run up them digits, let’s cut it
They know I’ma fuck up the bank if I touch it
I’m tryna fuck up the trap tell ’em rush it
LAX I just left with the pack in my luggage
She tryna kiss on my lips, are you buggin’?
Rich nigga shit hoe, you know how I’m stuntin’
Knock off his face if that boy do the frontin’
That’s how it be when them young niggas bummin’
Don’t give a fuck about shit
Just stay with them sticks
And make sure that nobody miss
I make a call and they grip
Go wet up that strip
We hit everybody then dip
Neva had nothin’, bitch, I had to steal if I want it
So that’s probably why I’m like this
I’m probably off with your bitch
You say “I love you” and shit
I just be fuckin’ her up then I pass to the click
I can’t be mad, niggas ain’t ride now, 200 my dash
Push this bitch off like it ain’t even fast
Ain’t tryna brag, but remember them days that they put me in last
Catch my opposition, I’m destined to crash
Trap like a rocket, he ready to blast
In the stu’ off them addies, I bet I’ma spazz
I can’t be hurt by no nigga, I went through some shit with my dad
Walk outta Neiman’s I’m drippin’
I’m designer, reminiscin’, was just in that kitchen
Can’t let ’em knock off my pivot
Two choices, lose or go and get it
So I hopped in my bag
Ran it up and now I need me a duffie
Yeah, I’m really ’bout it ain’t nobody gon’ touch me
Crack the seal, bitch, we been sippin’ on bubbly
I know shit look pretty but we from that ugly
Walk into school with that ratchet on me
Got a dick in this Glock don’t do pattin’ on me
I bet niggas respect me, don’t have to know me
See the way that I’m ballin’, might pass Ginobli
If I step out, you know it’s designer on me
‘Cause we really fuck up the mall
Spendin’ money, that’s my flaw
Off them xannies, I get lost
I can’t be mad, niggas ain’t ride now, 200 my dash
Push this bitch off like it ain’t even fast
Ain’t tryna brag, but remember them days that they put me in last
Catch my opposition, I’m destined to crash
Trap like a rocket, he ready to blast
In the stu’ off them addies, I bet I’ma spazz
I can’t be hurt by no nigga, I went through some shit with my dad
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