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Told you from the start this is a ride or die business
Talking shit behind my back but now I’m on your wish list
Anxious for your presents when you wake up on a Christmas
Thinking Santa brought be but bitch now you ’boutta miss this
Laying down iron like a fuckin’ freemason
Which means I’m droppin’ bars like AT&T stations
„Dawg, do you got signal?”, that shit they keep sayin’
Coolin’ in the cut with all this pussy that I’m slayin’
Steady payin’ me, my fuckin’ salary
What’s it gonna be?
Hey Mom, you proud of me?
See me on the screen
Chilling behind the scenes
Yeah me neither, best believe that shit my dreams
Take things for what they seem
Two lines, don’t read between
Be straightforward, stayin’ real when you’re on the team
Cause fakes are lames and lames don’t win, so ref you gotta intervene
You hear music, you know it’s my shit, don’t trip out you drama queen ayy
Second verse the illest so you know I gotta kill it
A-List models with bodies like bottles want all my team to drill it
Then they spill it, pop they pill
It is so fucking comical
Single thotties with hot bodies want respect off of the pole
I just know, I’mma make it
See my dream, finna take it
Rollin’ green, light it bake it
That fake hoe shit we don’t play it
Me mayday it, shoot ’em down like James Bond
We relay it motherfucker, run it like a marathon
Sike, I’m just playin’
We’re not runnin’ game yet
But for these verses they’ll be payin’ cause I spit it like a vet
You can bet
Throw your set
Copped your bitch and we just met
She say she like my flow so I let her drop and play my clarinet
Haha, Mr. Krabs mindset we just chasin’ for that cheddar
All these cautious moves in my set makin’ every bar this clever
From tropic heat and mangos to that fuckin’ sweater weather
Take my team on the endeavor, can’t nobody do it better
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