I'm an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
That's fasho
I'ma finesse that money ready
I'ma get that bag on god
Demon protected by them angels
Just stream this shit thats my (?brainer?)
Yeah, I just got that bag, I'll do it again
I'm fucking her friend
I'm running that bag up, running the ends
I thought it was a benz (yessir)
Yeah, way too rich I'm living that life, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah (I'ma die for them)
Ha, um, ha, um, ya (please don't talk again)
Pistol make him walk round town, with a frown
Sending shots up in the air, better duck right now
I'm an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
That's fasho
I'ma finesse that money ready
I'ma get that bag on god
I'm an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
That's fasho
I'ma finesse that money ready
I'ma get that bag on god
Yeah, I'ma get that bag on god
I'm on top just like the first of the month
That's why they want more
And I'ma fuck her, I'm the first of the month
And then I'll be gone
And then I'l be gone and I'll be out
And then I'll be gone and then I'm out
I'ma sing and make them dance, hope police don't check my pants (girl)
Yeah, keep one tucked, keep a skin, just incase
This bitch didn't believe me put the money to her face
If she think she staying round here then she better give me face
Yeah, all black all black all black car
All black all black all black scar
Too fast too fast too fast car
Who's that? Uh yeah, jayx the god
I'm an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
That's fasho
I'ma finesse that money ready
I'ma get that bag on god
I'm an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
That's fasho
I'ma finesse that money ready
I'ma get that bag on god
Money ready, uh huh my moneys ready
I fuck her friend, just because she let me
It's dangerous, this shit it could get heavy
It's electric, or "lecky", I'm selling call my "celly"
I might just kill my family
I might ghost so you cant find me
I got skills, that come with rhyming
I'm a rapper, thats on timing, yeah