Letras
If I don't trust you, my niggas gon shoot you like I'm Metro Boomin
My pockets big money, my pockets boomin (Should I kill him?)
.223 on me these bullets go through him
She ask me MJ can we please just do it
Hit it from the back, from an angle, congruent
I told that little boy he better move it
No this not a server but he can get booted
You do not get it my life is unruly
I'm counting this money like math, Umizoomi
I'm a star, yeah my life is a movie
I'm a star, you gon see me on tour
No no, I don't fuck with that hating shit
If you hate, pussy boy see the door
You mad cuz we here making bread
Spread the money all over the floor
No, not talking bout Stevie Wonder
But we hang that nigga on the lines like chords
Hung that nigga on the lines just like jazz
Soulja boy, make his ass do a dance
Aim at his legs, he can't do the dash
That's yo mans? Can he move? No he can't
These niggas can't shoot for shit
I guess I'm untouchable, Sans
My niggas fry you in a dish
Serve me on command on demand
That nigga really tried to sneak diss
Blicky handle you like Mr Incredible
Bones broke, now they dust, now they mist
The attention that he gonna need medical
Yes, everyday I'm putting in work
Don't believe me nigga? Then check my schedule
Mr born on the 24th
Shoot you, and I don't miss like Kobe
Yo girl, she on me, she console me
She play on my body like Sony
Ninja, way my niggas come at you
They end you in disguise like shinobi
I always take a dub everytime
Tell me why the fuck would I need a trophy?
Stark, the way that these bullets are infinite
Advance weapon tech on me, Tony
Me and my niggas, we going up
Living in the sweet life, Zack and Cody
If you niggas really still got a problem
My choppa out here singing like Ne-Yo
Don't fuck with me, nigga, I'm evil