Got a new flow and a new bag to hop in
Let her walk to me then I skrrt ‘fore she hop in
Savage, no heart nigga, I’m fucking up the top ten
Man, got drive, other riders had me boxed in
Parallel to who? Niggas ain’t even, beside him
Self is self, works like overtime ain’t option
Null and void are niggas statements who could never stop him
Drop a bag cause niggas broke and handled stretching thin and slim
To nothing chances, we advanced cause hunger fed everything
Treetop with the paperwork, I read everything
Gave it back to em, my community service
Is never sell out for a buck or soul immunity purpose
Tryna take my team to the ‘ship like a free cruise
With clear to see views, we still smoke, but greens’ blue
Whether whatever weed you inhaling out the glass house
You tripping, thinking I won't come and dent ya for ya bad mouth
Bitches a dime a dozen if my two cents count
Diamonds will make a hoe switch like the last out
My new plug is tapped in, peep the tag out
In public, wearing something that’ll make you bring the bag out
You can be filling up you take the trash out ya life
And make it right for you cause rightfully you ain’t gon’ live it twice
Los said, in order to get the last laugh
You first have to be laughed at, now the cash stack
Viibe said hit em on the cash app
Credit to bitches who rewarded me the pussy, brought the cash back
Only ex I ever needed back, was excellence
Fuck these niggas referencing? Light pot like chefing shit
Blowing like I’m reffing it, and we brought the tech in it
Kick it like I’m Eddie on my Tekken shit
You boys got me incredulous
How the fuck you faking what you represent?
I present the truth to you in hopes that you can better shit
..I’m getting better as time passes
I got older, the shots are wine glasses
I’m still chilling with no children, her throat get em
I still lie like I love em and they don’t know different
Capping D on these bitches, I’m still selfish
Got her hot one time and she melted
If I wrote it, I saw it or I felt it
I gave my all and felt helpless
So now I have to get the bag on these bitches
Who had the worst of intentions to have me poverty stricken
I’m like a lottery ticket, ticking time bomb
A free bomb from yo best plug and he whipping, I gotta get it
Get it how you live, and live to be different
Distance yourself from anybody who can’t picture you winning
When in my right mind, I write mine and my wrongs with em
Ima need Mike Wong, cause I ball, it look like I’m glitching, fuck the system
Memories of controllers, who hold us down
Load us up on boats, times hard, wearing a single towel, if allowed
I’m gon’ swim in money for those who drowned
History repeats itself, that’s why I gotta hold the crown
I won’t stop till we ball a lot
Hit those lots and buy all the drops
Ironic you won’t see the watch
Need diamonds to outweigh the clock
Rum chada in my Cinnamon Toast Crunch
Got the toast clutched, I’m baked and thinking bout my last slut
She was shady as fuck, her man was 20 bags up
Then she set his ass up, they came in masked up
Ready to blast stuff, he panicked and answered
Guns under the table, 50s are in the mattress
These niggas putting shit in a bag in a mad rush
He laying down, they stood him up like a date with a bad crush
Told him they’ll be back if emergency is dialed
Matter fact, I got ya license right here, I’ll find ya
Bitch moved the door like “here take it, you want more”
Like a wizard, make it disappear outta that John Wall
And I keep em on call, I’m probably on flow four
Reasons not to fuck with me ever, first, I love war
Secondly, I get better with competition, third and fourth
Is I don’t listen and you’ll never be forgiven
Don’t push me, cause I’m just way too much for y’all niggas
Ion even dap or fuck with y’all niggas
Not even a head nod but heads up to y’all niggas
For a minute there, we thought we were stuck wit y’all niggas
As I scratch names out, good luck to y’all niggas
Grew wings, got fly and dusted y’all niggas
Came threw, cleaned the table and busted y’all niggas
