[Hook] Ain’t nobody fucking with the kid Looking like a walking lick whenever i walk out the crib Old shawty hit my shit and she be tryna throw a fit I don’t remember her, don’t remember you, I don't remember shit Put that on my strip That ain’t nobody fucking with the kid Looking like a walking lick whenever i walk out the crib Old shawty hit my shit she be tryna throw a fit I don’t remember her, don’t remember you, i don't remember shit I don’t member shit Put that On my strip [Verse 1] I can't offer any slack Niggas only getting smacked Niggas talking out they ass Niggas jumping out the window I might fuck around and (put him through him the glass Peep the way the nigga raps, cold Back pedal blowing past, woah James Harden with the cash flow Euro stepping through my past hoes Ask how I’m living I am well Soon as I get outta bed I’m fly as hell Rocking Bape camo with the YSL Bitch i love attention they like “I can tell” And my venue setting off the fire bells Any opposition can reside in Hell Niggas showing fake love I can tell In reality they hoping I would fail Used to ride the hooptie i had no money Now I’m Gucci Gang like I’m lil pumping Now these niggas thinking that I owe ‘em something They got everyday struggles, Joe Budden I’m a rapping and an academic road runner 3.7 hitting home runners Even if this shit don’t ever blow fuck it Bitch I’m set for life and if my phone jumping tell ‘em... [Hook] [Verse 2] From nine-seven i was hot, flying in like 911 wait Feeling God-sent but I could drive quicker in a silver nine-eleven, woah The plot thickens when I pop off he’ll me prosthetics, shit I smile anytime I take an L cause I know I’ll die winning Fly linens on my body, white denim and Ferrari Polite sentiments I’m sorry, I kill ‘em then i pull up milly rocking at the funeral with Carti I pulled up with an army, ya’ll pulled up feeling sorry Y’all really couldn’t harm me, I’m like eleven levels up above you niggas that should be alarming Sheep clothing on the wolves shit I'm rocking some exotic wool shit Fake friends tried to pull shit now I’m Matt Murdoch to the bullshit If he dare step into the bull pen send 'em to the devil with his skull split Anytime you see that nigga pull pens, it’s like pulled pins with a full clip [Hook]
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