Letras
New kid up in the cut
Leaving my collar untucked
Skinny jeans, black tee
No crease with the cuts
Got a pint of liquor in my truck
Everyday we getting fucked up
Red dot I've been looking for a buck
I been rolling d 20's for the luck, even it if get rough
I always gotta stay tough, I ain't worried bout shit
I put the heart into these cards that I trust
Sit back on the ice box coolin
Kinda feel like yu-gi when I'm dueling
Maybe I'm the puppet master
All these nerves I'm pulling
Take your new trap card
And put it in the toilet
I'm stating for the record
That I think I've had enough now
Feeling like a superstar
The way I'm bout to touch down
What makes y'all think I give a fuck now?
It gets real when you start to hear them gun sounds
It gets grimy in the mud
I'm bout to kick it off
See you lacking in the field
I'm bout to pick you off
I ain't gotta take no pill
So I can get it off
And I ain't new to this shit
Boy I ain't no amateur
New tape so cold gotta put it on a coaster
Whip so fast that I call that shit my ghoster
I ain't got a lighter so I lit it on my toaster
Start my day right with a gallon of mamosa
Ay, don't get me pissy
Yes I know I'm toxic
I heard it from brittany
How you want my service
But you can't afford a tip
Why you tryna get a feature from the pit?
You should probably pay your rent bitch
Broke ass motherfuckers piss me off
How you sitting on your ass?
Go and get a job
Maybe flexing ain't ya thing
It's a big facade
Everybody ain't meant to be on camera
Want it now I get it first
P.I.T we fuck with d.I.R.T
Go from nc, to new york
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