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Word on the beat, word on the beat
But what
But what, what, what, huh
What
Daddy used to rap in trap, I guess that run through the blood
Remember when the principal told my momma I'm nothin' but a thug
Always had my pop spend my life, he was just pushin' drugs
I ain't get too many hugs, but you could say I felt the love
I ain't finna play with ya, I'm caught side with a whistler
Youngster say he wanna ball, but he could barely dribble
I'm only fuckin' with Ben, man, cause Ben beneficial
Ain't no nigga tippin' me, cause bitch, I beneficial
I was born to win, I can't lose, it's gon' be an issue
I'm a real hustler to the bone, blood to the gristle
I'm the hottest nigga round this bitch, man, call me sister
Brooklyn presidential, this that Biden, this that new pack
Rolled me up a bet, then I threw back
Nigga, ain't no love up in these streets, I thought you knew that
Bitch, I'm with that nation, nigga, who that
Say they wanna do that, get your ass whooped, blew back
Or get your top blew back
I'm bout' to tell her on a level that these niggas ain't
My mind frame different, nigga, it's the way I think
I'm bout' to bang, tell me what you know about Frank
Catch you still alone on a ship, you gots to walk the plank
Daddy used to rap in trap, I guess that run through the blood
Remember when the principal told my momma I'm nothin' but a thug
Always had my pop spend my life, he was just pushin' drugs
I ain't get too many hugs, but you can say I felt the love
I ain't finna play with ya, I'm courtside with a whistle
You have to say he wanna ball, but he could barely dribble
Motherfuckin' with Ben, man, cause Ben beneficial
Ain't no nigga tippin' me, cause bitch, I beneficial
I'm that nigga bout' that dollar, tryna make that flip
All my family bout' blues, but we ain't no Crips
Everybody talkin' murder, but they ain't got no chips
Got a gun to drive by, but they ain't got no whips
How you pull a gun out with an empty clip