Letras
Ayy, what's up? You made this shit
Oh my
Not an option, no, you know my type
Too much of talking, I know it ain't right
Too much gossip is building my hype
All of this gossip is building my hype
Not an option, no, you know my type
Too much of talking, I know it ain't right
Too much gossip is building my hype
All of this gossip is building my hype
They talk to your wins but them people some snakes
I knew you was phony, I knew you was fake
I got me some money, I put it in a safe
But all of this talking, I know it ain't safe
Collecting this money, I feel like a rake
Play with that boy, oh no, that's a mistake
I love how it jiggle, I love how it shake
All of this money get slapped in your face
Shout out Ocee Mike, those are my guys
They got my back and my skull and my spine
Remember back in school, ain't gonna lie
We were them kids that would not make a line
Straight from the bottom, man, look at my shine
Good with them pics, shawty, sip on your wine
You pretty with no makeup, that was a lie
If you can't shake then at least you can whine
Not an option, no, you know my type
Too much of talking, I know it ain't right
Too much gossip is building my hype
All of this gossip is building my hype
Not an option, no, you know my type
Too much of talking, I know it ain't right
Too much gossip is building my hype
All of this gossip is building my hype
Look, I'm off silent with a foot on the gas
Whole city feel the bounce when I step on the pad
A lot of niggas talk a lot on the 'net
When the pressure get applied, they be falling like masks
I be moving with intention, every move got a reason
Had to stir through the winter just to end in a season
I ain't flashing with the flex but the presence is loud
When I walk inside a room, feel the energy in the crowd
Not an option, no, you know my type