[Hook] Ain't no layaway, I just copped that Gram thuggin, that boy made a song before he got back Shoutout Uzi once im done with her come get your thot back He think he gon run off with the sound, but this not that Blade on me you gon think he drinking way he knock back Ain’t nobody hype he dropped his tape and then he flop that Never switched, nothing ever changed but that I got racks Art Goon, I always came back from all my setbacks [Verse 1] Yeah im sipping on purple I feel like a saint Yo rent that's a fraction of what I make Feel like Carti and Uzi im breaking the bank Ain't no competition if you not in my rank I don’t do no dissing I just speak what I think Yeah my family the only people that I think Yeah im sipping on purple I feel like a saint Yeah, like the row Racks came in now im screaming lets go New M6 white folks still thinking I stole Starting to feel like Sosa the way that I glow My pockets felling like Wells Fargo Blade on me feel like Ichigo 10 times yo rent what I get for a show Feel like a rookie I post with the pros [Hook] Ain't no layaway, I just copped that Gram thuggin, that boy made a song before he got back Shoutout Uzi once im done with her come get your thot back He think he gon run off with the sound but this not that Blade on me, you gon think he drinking way he knock back Ain't nobody hype he dropped his tape and then he flop that Never switched, nothing ever changed but that I got racks Art Goon, I always came back from all my setbacks Ain't no layaway, I just copped that Gram thuggin, that boy made a song before he got back Shoutout Uzi once im done with her come get your thot back He think he gon run off with the sound but this not that Blade on me, you gon think he drinking way he knock back Ain't nobody hype he dropped his tape and then he flop that Never switched, nothing ever changed but that I got racks Art Goon, I always came back from all my setbacks [Verse 2] This blade gon put a 'Long Live' to his name in a bio I'm on this wok I ain’t sipping Miscato Art Goon can’t lose like yeah that's the motto And if it’s static I might call up Blotto Wok in my kidney don't think imma stop though Out sad that's one place I cannot go Might head on the country might head out to Cabo
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