作词 : King, Marquis Amonte
作曲 : King, Marquis Amonte
Geraldo Live on the track
Uh
Young Jefe, holmes
GG
Yeah
Okay, shout out to them robbers and them mother****in' shooters
I come from the bottom like the mother****in' sewer
Baby, I'm a rapper slash entrepeneur
I break a b***h down then act like I never knew her
At least you don't feel this pain, shawty, you gon' be okay
I put it on everything, I just lost a hundred K
Gotta make another hundred, flip that shit a hundred ways
B***h, this that AR got a hundred, you don't wanna see it spray
You tryna get tossed, girl, that's your caution
Like my drawers, they Hugo Boss
**** a hater, b***h, we ball
Middle fingers to all of y'all
B***h, you want some beef or nah
That ain't my dawg but I keep the dog
When I unleash the dog I come through like Steve Seagal
Come through like Steve Seagal, stay popped like Beanie Sigel
Crack baby, scared of needles
Niggas from Philly fly like an eagl
Your b***h ain't scared to leave yo
No, she never said she need you
She told me, "Go 'head, shoot your shot, nigga,
I ain't scared to D you"
Roof, I'm a wolf, nigga, I'm runnin' with the pac
Run off with the pack, your hands get chopped off with an axe
Ridin' in the Maybach and you know I'm laid back
You ain't seen no shit like this since way, way back
1942, you know what we be on
But when I'm over at Diddy's house, then we drink DeLeon
Sound like a tiger roaring when I turn my engine on
You and your b***h's technique, she ain't got no panties on, o
Ain't from the struggle, I ain't really understanding y'all
Used to hit the corner store and run out with a candy bar
Now a nigga richer than an owner and a manage
They like, "Glizzy, why you don't **** with the cameras?
They say I'm blowin' up, yeah, like a volcano
Oh, shout out to my mama, she told me not to **** with lame hoe
They want drama, yeah, well go get the Draco
I shoot just like Klay, woah, boy, that shit ain't no joke
Shirt on my shoulders, nigga, you know it's Off-Whit
I don't drink soda, not unless it's dirty Sprite
I done got older, now these b*****s think I'm wis
Can't be talkin' with these guys 'cause I think these niggas wire
This for all you p***ies, told you I was comin' back
I dropped that Fully Loaded but still got a lot of shots
Come to DC and you gon' get your ass taxed
You play with GG and you gon' get your ass whacked
Long live 30 30, scream that shit out 'til I'm buried
Them millions, had to hurry, for a minute, I was getting worried
I ain't goin' back to wakin' up in the trap early
I ain't goin' back to wakin' up in the trap dirty
Free my lil' brother, he over the jail fightin' a murder
Free my OG, got indicted for them birdies
Nigga, I be runnin' through the money, Todd Gurle
I wake up every morning, **** my b***h, and do my burpees, yea
Nigga, I be runnin' through the money, Todd Gurle, hahaha
I wake up every morning, **** my b***h, and do my burpees, o
They say I'm blowin' up, yeah, like a volcano
Oh, shout out to my mama, she told me not to **** with lame hoe
They want drama, yeah, well go get the Draco
I shoot just like Klay, woah, boy, that shit ain't no joke
Shirt on my shoulders, nigga, you know it's Off-Whit
I don't drink soda, not unless it's dirty Sprite
I done got older, now these b*****s think I'm wis
Can't be talkin' with these guys 'cause I think these niggas wire