Letras
They copy our flow, for sure, for sure
Me im just glad that they recognise
They won't do it like us, can't do it like us
We're lit, we don't need to be verified
Listen, look, I'm in the field like Aubameyang
Rise it and Tan a man, let me not say too much
They know we got things and stuff
So I don't know why they play with us
Talk the hardest until we call this bluff
My batch got nothing but motion
Whole load of motion when they see us
Anywhere I go, fans show man love
A&R's telling me I'm next up
Little did they know that we been documented
Go and do your research, all about us
Bangs in my eyes, tryna work this line
But it is what it is, getting rich is a must
Still in the hood, let me know what's good
One wrong move and the dots get stuffed
If it never clicked, He would have been rubbed
They copy our flow, for sure, for sure
Me im just glad that they recognise
They won't do it like us, can't do it like us
We're lit, we don't need to be verified
Gangsta with manners
If you're drawing me out, whole block get terrorised
NK-twenty-two, memorised
Dashed everything, those things you'll never find
Cruising in a Vito, Doja and Zito's feet up
Tryna just cut through the sequence
But you know about trips in cabs with the smelliest packs
That’s me and my killy
I jug and I trap
I jug and I trap
I love get to the Lizzy
She's giving me chat
And I'm touring the map
Told home girl I'm busy
Stack up the notes
I'm killing them
I don't wanna hear about shit
If it ain't about the bag
Why?
Why would I care about youths
That talk online
See man and then dash
Aye
I need a hundred mil
No a whole lot more
I ain't holding back
Bang
Whole lot of that in the clip
If we roll up now
We gonna let shit clap
I'm starting to feel like a rockstar
Yeah we flock ours
Yeah we let shit pop
Two baugettes on my ears
Denim on my tears
Matching with my LV top
I hop out, I pop out, these niggas are dropouts
I know that they don't want probs
I re-up, I stack up, I get to the lab
Do you know that I'm making prof?
She got a natural booty, face on cutie
What a magnificent figure
I feel like I'm Toosie
To my favourite song
I'ma slide deep up in her
Splashing this cash and making it back
Bro, it's easy to see I'm a winner
They copy our flow, for sure, for sure
Me im just glad that they recognise
They won't do it like us, can't do it like us
We're lit, we don't need to be verified
Gangsta with manners
If you're drawing me out, whole block get terrorised
NK-twenty-two, memorised
Dashed everything, those things you'll never find
Cruising in a Vito, Doja and Zito's feet up
Tryna just cut through the sequence
But you know about trips in cabs with the smelliest packs
That’s me and my killy
I jug and I trap
I jug and I trap
I love get to the Lizzy
She's giving me chat
And I'm touring the map
Told home girl I'm busy
Stack up the notes
I'm killing them
I don't wanna hear about shit
If it ain't about the bag
Why?
Why would I care about youths
That talk online
See man and then dash
Aye
I need a hundred mil
No a whole lot more
I ain't holding back
Bang
Whole lot of that in the clip
If we roll up now
We gonna let shit clap