My Boy

Hahahahahaha

Change my sound for who change my sound for what

I know who my target market is

I know who I motivate

I motivate them niggas wit them pizacks

Tryna get izz on

Tryna get on that shit you hear me

I'm posted up on that set my boy (you know how I pop it)

Hand to hand on deck my boy (you know how I'm rockin')

Don't fuck around and get stretched my boy (betta watch it)

I heard she got that neck my boy (strong and sloppy)

Dis ain't that TikTok music

We don't make TikTok music

I don't listen to TikTok music (I can't)

I make that shit that's gon make a street nigga

Run his paper up

My music for the lost souls that's already gone

That's trying to shake back and run it up on they own

For the convict that been locked up that just came home

For the gangsta that stay strapped that'll put one in your dome

And for that robber that's plotting tryna follow you home

Or lil buddy with them zi bags pushing that strong

Or that dope boy cooking whipping late night serving stones

Or that scamming ass nigga having his way with them loans

Or the players pimping shit really made off pussy

Or that stripper holding that pole got everybody lookin'

Or them gangbangers willing to die for they set

Or for them niggas shooting dice in the hood for a check

I'm posted up on tha set my boy (you know how I pop it)

Hand to hand on deck my boy (you know how I'm rockin')

Don't fuck around and get stretched my boy (betta watch it)

I heard she got that neck my boy (strong and sloppy)

Dis ain't that TikTok music

We don't make TikTok music

I don't listen to TikTok music (I can't)

I make that shit that's gon make a street nigga

Run his paper up

I don't got nothin' against TikTok (It just ain't my lane)

I just represent gangsta hip hop

Musically I'm serving game in a Ziploc

My bars like crack the streets can't get enough of it

Hood verified where I reside and get no love