[Chorus]
A lot of these niggas that do it for clout
Let me tell you which one's gonna stay
He got a year, he got a week
I'm putting on bets like I work for Stake
My main course, gimme beef, no break
Just because I ain't order no steak
I don't need not one of these chicks
But they keep on coming my way
[Verse 1]
I know I'm a rapper not a trapper
But I still gotta flip this zip
This money gon' make me sick
She's cute but don't fuck with the drip
How many niggas gon' do what we did?
If I ain't do it then Zino did
How did she get it to feel like this?
I don't know but I really bust quick
Couldn't give fuck 'bout a nigga that's hating on me 'cause he needs some motion
Plеase, sir, can I have some motion?
I'm tеlling 'em please stop joking
Don't fuck with that nigga no more
He did what he did, I don't need commotion
More time when I'm feeling broken
This Henny my healing potion
[Verse 2: Youngiz]
Me and Trav, that's too much motion
Bad Bs, tryna take off clothing
Trap boy still locked and loaded
Hate on me but I still don't notice
I took an L but I'm not even tripping
'Cause the lick back was finger licking
My food ain't back to back but I'm back to back with bro just whipping
And I ain't saying I'm Franklin Saint
I ain't going out like that
See the scar on my face
That's what you get when you turn your back
I'd rather go out like Tony Montana with a pistol, tryna make that slap
You wanna be paid in full like Mitch or more like Ace, I know not to brag
And I remember when I was starving, they were making jokes
And laughing, now my ex girl's tryna spin the block
What's spinning the block? I beg your pardon
You had your chance when I put my heart in
Wouldn’t believe my journey from the bando to Hatton Garden
[Verse 3: Travy]
From the garden to the back of the bando, first time I ever got head
Couple niggas just so mislead
He ain't got no brain in his head
And see I don't kiss and tell but the labels giving 'em zero bread
These niggas get fucked instead
Makes sense 'cause their music's dead
[Chorus]
A lot of these niggas that do it for clout
Let me tell you which one's gonna stay
He got a year, he got a week
I'm putting on bets like I work for Stake
My main course, gimme beef, no break
Just because I ain't order no steak
I don't need not one of these chicks (TGE)
But they keep on coming my way
[Verse 4: Yougiz]
Huh, centre of attention, I call this one my Central flow
Most my peers have lost their mind I'm looking around like where they go?
It might spiritual warfare G.O.D gotta keep him close
The life that I'm representing is contradicting, yes, I know
They say that I done so much this year
But it still feel like it ain't enough
Even though I got all this motion I lost some friends on the way to the top
I don't play rock paper scissors but every time I'm choosing rock (I swear)
'Cause the rock made me that paper, no scissors when I cut man off
My personal life got me in my feelings but these fans keep telling me drop
I'm on the phone to bro in jail like, "Wagwan, bro, how you holding up?"
He told me, "It's not too bad but the first few days were kinda tough"
Story for a different day but could've been me so I'm thanking God
Miss my bro, but nevertheless it's fucked 'cause the show must still go on
I'm still plotting my great escape
I'm soon gonna prove these doubters wrong
Talk the talk and walk the walk like Noni Madueke did last month
Fuck your bitch and spud you after guess it's true I'm a cheeky cunt, look
Garda sniffing around it feels like cat and mouse
They might just figure it out but it won't be me that's sticking around
Her ex man fumbled the bag, tell him it's me that's hitting it now
Tell him it's me
Tell him it's me that's hitting it
[Chorus]
A lot of these niggas that do it for clout
Let me tell you which one's gonna stay
He got a year, he got a week
I'm putting on bets like I work for Stake
My main course, gimme beef, no break
Just because I ain't order no steak
I don't need not one of these chicks
But they keep on coming my way
