Got Some

Yeah

What, what

What, what

Yeah

Have you ever had to talk your man out of a drill

Then he make a valid point now yall fight for the kill

We run tabs up in spots just to fight for the bill

You know how we play but this ain't EA

The work fresher than some new Ceviche

Drug dealers playing bones sitting on a PJ

They clapping ass to coke bars I don't need no DJ

We sent niggas in ghost cars with fully autos to spray

I'm a hustlers I turned youtube to pay day

Took that money then put a couple bucks in J pay

Bought a tablet for my man so he can see where I stay

He said wow I ain't never seen no deers round the way

Y'all serve trash but we scrapping the plate

I'm hard enough to make the razor blade break

I'm a boss I ain't never had no bad bitch flake

I tell her meet me here then she respond with yeah that's a date

I met my plug on the back of the train I was hurting

He gave me a lil something for that sprain

Not a worker but a partner til this day I remain

I can get you Christmas trees or the fresh candy cain

I don't tuck in my shirt so why would I tuck my chain I did my homework

I know where all you niggas be staying

I was cloned first I hear a lot of me in your sayings

Stuffing 1212 skinnies while we watching the Wayans

Bang bang like pops

We flat line all oops

Keyless entry the drops

Boat shoes on for the yachts

Louie slippers no tick on the watch this fresh yola non stick in the pot

I heard it's beef I got a drum on the chop

I should've been here is you ready or not

It's big Lord nigga

I can talk about some money cause I got some, yeah

And I can talk about these guns cause I shot some

You can't talk bout real niggas cause you're not one

You can't talk about us cause you're not them

Ayo

Open your eyes you see a real nigga

Most niggas fake and be ducking don't wanna deal with em

My finger pulling the trigger gotta conceal with em

Helmet with pads make a tackle on the field with em

Most people try on the mic but ain't like me

Now they getting mad in they feels they wanna fight me

But you don't want no problems like that and that's a fact

If Lord got the Bernie motherfucka I'm the Mac, baby girl

Getting smarter every day I'm sure

And her sister like a charm when shine like a jewel

The pot is full we dump shit

Niggas got the test and they failed cause they don't know shit

Nigga I'm the goatest

Momma come get your son

He laying in a tub full of ducks like reverend Run

The world change souls say we better off dying young

I rather beat the face bite a ear like I'm Tyson

Made in Norfolk

Keep em spinning like the Wheel of Fortune

Change the scene sea the world like the spirit of Norfolk

My rhyme book full of flames like you can't touch it

It's all red like ketchup they can't mustard, nigga

Momma come get your son

He laying in a tub full of ducks like reverend Run

The world change souls say we better off dying young

Rather beat the face on a bad bitch til I cum, The rap God

I can talk about some money cause I got some, yeah

And I can talk about these guns cause I shot some

You can't talk about real niggas cause you're not one

You can't talk about us cause you're not them

Got some

Shot some

You're not one