Tonart: D major
Verse 1
Hey
Don't I look like I'm
the shit lil' nigga?
Look at my motherfuckin'
wrist lil' nigga
Thought you had hits but
you missed lil' nigga
Why you keep starin' at
my bitch lil' nigga?
You should go work for
the blogs and them
Don't fuck with the gang, they
the opposite
Pop at them niggas, apocalypse
Um yeah, you cannot stop it
Run up that bag, we gon' go get a profit
Um yeah, this no Monopoly
But we got colorful money and property
Um yeah, what's in your pocket?
Um yeah,
board on the private
Boogers look snotty,
I'm good on a thotty (thotty)
Uh yeah, I'm 'bout to get his ass hit
Yeah, pay that lil' dime
Yeah, if you get knocked for that body
Yeah, do that lil' time (appeal)
Yeah, half of a brick is a nine plus nine, can't
show this on Vine (on the low though)
Yeah, most of you niggas drop dimes on dimes,
you can't do the time (you a ho though)
Elliot got me on blind, I'm blind,
I can't see my time (shine)
Yeah, if I'm a gangster my bitch is a gangster, she
I'm dead or alive (uhh)
If I go broke I'm not asking nobody,
I'm ready to rob (ready to kick)
corn on the cob (yellow, ice)
call it a Whopper (fifty ball)
Still ballin' like forty- four,
and we still pull up with choppers
Still bustin' off forty- four,
you talkin' 'bout guns or the profit (uh)
Rico, and Papi (Rico)
You got them bricks, we
gon' kick the door (boo)
I'm in your hood, Robin
Don't I look like I'm
the shit lil' nigga?
Look at my motherfuckin'
wrist lil' nigga
Thought you had hits but you missed
lil' nigga
bitch lil' nigga?
You little niggas keep gossiping
the blogs and them
Don't fuck with the gang, they
the opposite
Pop at them niggas, apocalypse
Um yeah, you cannot stop it
Run up that bag, we gon' go get a profit
Um yeah, this no Monopoly
But we got colorful money and property
Um yeah, what's in your pocket?
Um yeah,
board on the private
Boogers look snotty,
I'm good on a thotty (thotty)
Bardi, uh
Ain't with the politicking with you,
I don't need to vote (nah)
I sell tracks that these toys need for
seating roles (pack)
eating the most (hrrr)
can speak it in both (díme)
I been ballin' kinda like when Derek
Jeter rose (woo)
I'm with the papis with machetes
so we L- O (ahh)
baow)
5'9" lil' bitch you can't get
He kept the ice on my neck and
kept that fever low (woo)
Don't I look like I'm
the shit lil' nigga?
Look at my motherfuckin'
wrist lil' nigga
Thought you had hits but you missed
bitch lil' nigga?
You little niggas keep gossiping
the blogs and them
Don't fuck with the gang, they
the opposite
Pop at them niggas, apocalypse
Um yeah, you cannot stop it
Run up that bag, we gon' go get a profit
Um yeah, this no Monopoly
But we got colorful money and property
Um yeah, what's in your pocket?
Um yeah, board on the private
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