Lyrics Shoutout - Vonte , Clay Maskin

Aye!
Aye!
Aye!
Shoutout to them niggas, wake up put they flag on
Shoutout to them niggas who wake up and get they trap On
Shoutout to them bitches who get up and get they scam On
Know a girl who head so good, I changed her name to Scantron
Every time I'm in her room she tell me take my pants off
And she looking at my wrist, said it look like a dancehall (Phew!)
Pistol in my right for those who act wrong
Got em Spanish, break her backbone, then I turn my Swag on
Shoutout to them niggas who wake up and get they trap On
I can't waste no minutes, I learned that when I had Tracfone
I can't waste no time! (I cannot, I cannot)
I can't waste no time! (I cannot, I cannot)
I don't even bang but my Glock do
Middle finger to the law, they gone stop who? (Fuck 12)
Came up in that bitch like I'm at drive thru
Ordered me yo bitch and some tacos
I ain't need a drink cause I got lean (I got that, I got that)
Shoutout to my plug in the pharmacy
Shoutout to them bitches I fucked, probably
Shoutout to them niggas that are mad at me (Why you Mad?)
Fuck boy, come battle me!
Get yo face smacked while yo momma see
They gone call 12, but I'm out on bail
So Ima hit the race, I can't fuck with jail (I cannot fuck With that shit!)
Shoutout to my bondsman
I can't waste no timing
Wrist a different climate
It's just perfect timing
Aye
Aye! I been shining bright feel like the North Star
Fuck it Ima gone head take my plug off
Pink, Pink Comme Des Garcon it drip like duck sauce
Someone get ya bitch from round me, she a jump off
Its a dirty shame, she on the low down
And my jeweler made my chain in Moscow (My, Chain)
(Blvckamethyst!)
Aye
Fuck you lil niggas, ya never was popular
I put them Gucci shades right on my ocular
Y'all niggas talking ya'll niggas sone gossipers
Young Galileo that shit been my moniker
Need the cash A$AP, always gone prosper
And I got BAPE camo on my bomber
And I got Tommy all over my collar (Galileo)
And I got CDG all on my converse
I stay with the 40, I'm feeling like Oliver
I made it rain, made her go check the doppler
She eat the dick and she swallow my toddlers
Step out the whip and the inside peach cobbler
I shop at Hermes, you shopping at Hollister
If that bitch is not a 10, I won't talk to her
She looking at my wrist, look like Euphoria
My side bitch look like a Eva Longoria
(Shoutout to them niggas, wake up put they flag on
Shoutout to them niggas who wake up and get they trap On
Shoutout to them bitches who get up and get they scam On
Know a girl who head so good, I changed her name to Scantron
Every time I'm in her room she tell me take my pants off
And she looking at my wrist, said it look like a dancehall
Pistol in my right for those who act wrong
Got em Spanish, break her backbone, then I turn my Swag on
Shoutout to them niggas who wake up and get they trap On
I can't waste no minutes, I learned that when I had Tracfone)