[Verse 1 - Ch€@z!]
Uh
Nikka I’m back on you nikkas
I think I gave up too much space for y’all nikkas
I took it back and now y’all crampin up in here
I put my feet up and my back on y’all nikkas
And mind my own business
Nikka who do it better?
Don’t give a fvck about who do it better
I’m just doing me and tryna get the Cheddar
I’m going way, way, way up
Gonn have to knock nikkas off as I climb the ladder
If they grab my leg up and then try to take me off
I’mma have to kick a nikka’s head down
(fvck off me, fvck off me)
Adventures up on these percussions
Make these nikkas feel like they getting concussions
Make these nikkas bumping my tracks take precaution
Don’t likе me no fat bitch, no push for the cushion
I like mе a slender hoe or a slim big booty bitch
That’s gonn come up and buss it
Fvck that pussy up, now she screamin and cussin
Fvck that pussy good now she crushing and blushing
Fvck that!
I be chillin but I’m getting litty
Pourin up drank
I’m with the gang we boutta fvck shit up
Yeah we be on le’s get it
Rollin up dank
I’m in the studio with some fire nikkas and it’s getting heated
We record for the cash
I bought me a studio worth 10k then I dropped releases then they started hating
Twenywun on bass, got the beat beating like I’m havin attacks
My girl broke up with me, sayin she can’t do this shit that she feelin trapped
Dammit she played with my feels, but I’m outchea been saving hoes like I got piggy banks
Make them bitches dance when they shake that ass
My face on their chest I can feel their breasts
[Verse 2 - JumpoutBoy Hendricx]
(Yeah, Turn me up.. yeah)
I just wanna get some racks nigga
Getting on the booth and spit that shit that's nasty nigga (get on it, get on it)
Yuh
I don't fuck with lot of niggas man (nuh man)
I only trust niggas that are on my team yeah
Lemme go.. lemme go again
Yeah
I just wanna get some racks nigga
Getting on the booth and spit that shit that's nasty nigga
Yeah
I don't fuck with lot of niggas man
I only trust these niggas that are on my team yeah
Yeah
What the fuck these niggas talking about?
What the fuck these niggas thought that I was all about, yeah
Watching all my moves
But all I do is move lowkey, leave these motherfuckers wondering
You ain't gotta talk too much dawg
The aim is to get paid and live fast dawg, yeah
If the noises broke
Then you just gotta mize and not give a fuck
Cause this shit’s too much dawg
[Verse 3 - Lilz Tag]
I got the game on a sleeper hold (yeah)
I keep changing these lines like I'm changing hoes (like I’m changing hoes)
You niggas missing the line like a pantyhose (yeah)
My head trip like this weather, man I swear it’s cold
My core is retro, you can't match your shit with my shit
Bitches acting friendly while they know they fuck with my shit
Eating my money, drinking my booze, suck my dick
Bitch you taking everything just get off my dick
I play Chucky in this bitch slaughtering hoes
When you start rolling everybody press pause
Bitch you trippin' you got too many fuckin' flaws
You broke my heart, I'm soul less now, I break your fuckin' whole
I went solo and everybody started paying attention
Your shit is sweet 'n' short, you need an extension
Like dinosaurs you left in the age of extinction
My life is flawless, I don't live by prediction
I see your shit loosen up, man my shit tight
You crossed the line man, you better take an early flight
We don't play fahfee here, nigga roll a dice
I'm adult swim in this bitch, a fuckin' family guy
[Outro]
Yeah
24/365
I got mean sick bars
I got lit hot bars (yeah)
Two, Four, Six, Eight, Ten
I’mma pull up with the Nine
I’mma even it out (yeah)
Two times Six, fvck Twelve
Nikkas pull up with the Glock Thirty Two plus Twelve
They gonn pull with the wagon G09 times Seven
I’mma shoot em like my teacher Mr. double 0 Seven
Lil’ shawdy losing all her manners
Did it for a balenciaga
After fvcking shawdy wanna cuddle
I erased all her tens, we not friends yeah I cut her
Free YSL, Gunna, Thugga
Yeah Slatt kings slime, I be trappin for my brothers
In the box servin time, when come out they gonn love em
They gonn pull up lookin fly, rockin pateks in a Hummer (yeah)
