Letras
Hello i’m whyte i’m all about a check
One foot on the gas, one foot on they neck
Death before dishonor i’ll die for my respect
Designer my drip better watch where u step
Racing no rally better up up your pep
Keeping no tally but i think you’re getting swept
Birds flock together this time they getting left
Cooking no curry ball hard like i’m steph
Deep in this game we ain’t needing no ref
Leaving these lames better pick up yo feet
Quit with the capping believe what i see
Get what you need but it come with a fee
Call it a drug but to me its a tree
The higher i get the more i can see
Relay these messages spread it through the tv
Been in them chains didn’t have no VVs
Whip it the latest didn’t come with no key
Winning now they start to envy me
Drip with the latest ball hard with the greatest
All in like it vegas so sick it contagious
Be riding with ya, they do a 180
Dodging weaving from the tom brady
Coughing heaving, effects of that og
See the hate, don’t let it control me
Fuck all y’all police y’all killing the groove
OD on cookies it having me snooze
All of you rookies is looking confused
Pockets stained blue did u get the clue?
Grinding no tony, kick shit like a pony
Try and go copy ain’t never gone clone me
Paranoia deep, got me staying my lonely
Mountain to steep make it up when you bony
You hoes salty need some vitamin sea?
Know that i’m right why won’t you agree?
Shine like the sun, give off vitamin D
Got em watching me like tv
Got em plotting trying take me down
Cap so much i don’t want you around
Trapped so hard i think my ankle popped
Want me a mill fore my casket drop
Inhale, exhale go past the top
Got bars excel, what color you want?
You say this and that, but i know that u won’t
When i’m up to bat ima hit a grand slam
Hit em with the tax like i’m uncle sam
Stop trying to act like u know who i am
Talking all that beef but you really just spam
Got bars no newton touchdown like i’m cam
My initials say it all come in with a BAM
These shots i’m shooting sliding in the dm
Stay real, stay solid coulda hit ya BM
Got trees, no shake i don’t fuck with no trim
For some freebandz woulda been a free pick
Know how many times coulda turned u to a lick
Wanna get the treats, gotta pull a few tricks
Game like morty finesse it like rick
Quit with the capping and get with the action
All i know is adding don’t know bout subtracting
Shit hit the fan they divide like a fraction
Always gone ride never losing my traction
I need the front end, the racks and the back ends
I want it all, all it take one call
All i know is hustle, forever gone ball
Ride like a trucker, down for the long haul
Never gone fall when i’m up on my pivot
Boys getting dusty like they down in the divot
Way too fake to have me come kick it
Drip cause a lake now i got em fishing
Take my shot like i’m curry i’m swishing
Life’s all good feel like something missing
All the good times got me reminiscing
Gotta keep it clean like you doing the dishes
185 how they lane switching
Go thru storms but it rain different
Smoke, pop pills cuz the pain different
Some snitch, cop deals cuz they born bitches
We often be winning, still pray cuz i’m sinning
Living for now don’t care bout the ending
Always stay solid don’t know bout bending
Got enough knowledge, got myself trending
Hello i’m whyte i’m all about a check
One foot on the gas, one foot on they neck
Death before dishonor i’ll die for my respect
Designer my drip better watch where u step
Racing no rally better up up your pep
Keeping no tally but i think you’re getting swept
Birds flock together this time they getting left
Cooking no curry ball hard like i’m steph
Deep in this game we ain’t needing no ref
Leaving these lames better pick up yo feet
Quit with the capping believe what i see
Get what you need but it come with a fee
Call it a drug but to me its a tree
The higher i get the more i can see
Relay these messages spread it through the tv
Been in them chains didn’t have no VVs