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Y'all I like most people, I don't even be beefin' with nobody
I got one rule, I got ONE RULE
How these niggas be breakin' that shit, bruh?
Y'all trippin'
Yuh, yuh
Don't fuck me out my money
Don't fuck me out my racks
If I feel like I can't trust you
Then imma hit the dash
Man, I ain't finna fight you
But I can promise that
If you fuck me out my money
Then I'll get it back
Imma get it back
That's a fact, nigga, ugh
Wrote my first song when I was seven
Since I was a jid, I been aiming for the heavens
706 what I'm reppin
Murder on the beat but Ion even need a weapon
Every new track is a lesson
Smokin' while I'm rappin' so it really is a session
Niggas say on God but they need to see a reverend
Let em flip the pack they gon fuck around and spend it
Fuck that
I'm just doing the true thang
You ain't want smoke, Bitch I'm spitting fuckin blue flames
Can't be out-toked, bitch I'm litter than some butane
ion smoke roaches tho, so yall can hit that wu-tang
Can't afford yo re-up? That's a you-thang
Catch me getting lit on a mothafuckin' Tuesday
Rolling up some doobies with my boy, shoutout Blu-J
Ain't nobody with the shit we're kicking like I'm Liu Kang
Hyah
You with it? I doubt it
Rich kids are some clowns, yeah I know they ain't bout IT
Them niggas be druggies, I can live without it
Except for the green, always smell like I'm shouting
I ain't taking em with me though, they just want clout
They just want new ways to stay high as a cloud
But if they keep at it they finna end up in the ground
we chillin' for now but
Don't fuck me out my money
Don't fuck me out my racks
If I feel like I can't trust you
Then imma hit the dash
I ain't finna fight you
But I can promise that
If you fuck me out my money
Then I'll get it back
Yeah Imma get it back
That's a fact, nigga, ugh
I ain't finna dap that nigga cap ass
Last time I pulled up, I was asking where the pack at
Should've known, they was treating me like sum to laugh at
Now I wanna pull on they ass like, "where yo strap at?"
But I won't tho
I know I can't go where they gon' go
So I'm just finna win it on my own so
I can make back every dollar that they owe, hoe
Yeah I'm too fye, bitch I'm oh-so
I be snacking on the beat like I'm ChoCho
Smokin' til I'm higher than the mother fuckin ozone
Chilled to the bone, got me lookin like Frozone
Stop acting all bro-bro
Pussy nigga hear me rapping act like they don't know know
Asking for a loan now y'all niggas all alone hoe
What goes around comes around, stop actin like it it don't, hoe
Don't fuck me out my money
Don't fuck me out my racks
If I feel like I can't trust you
Then imma hit the dash
Man, I ain't finna fight you
But I can promise that
If you fuck me out my money
Then I'll get it back
Imma get it back
That's a fact, nigga, ugh