Текст песни James Harden - FSG Rell

Can′t complain niggas dropping fire
You a rat and ya homie wired
I'm around like a spinning tire
Cut you off I don′t deal wit liars
We them niggas really signing deals
If you flex you ain't up for real
Lighting up baby, grab the wheel
Cliente, I need cliente
Called my plug, about to grab the scale
I don't want what you trying to sell
Good vibes when you here with Rell
5 thousand on me never fail
Protest like the NFL
Let the real niggas out of jail
Talk heavy, I′ma ring ya bell
Eyes low, but I′m high as hell
Why they watchin all my moves and shit
On the block straight boiling shit
I don't settle I can choose the bitch
2 30′s I'm a lunatic
Get a bag don′t flex yet
No marriage straight sex
Sometimes got to flare it up, edibles with the latex
Paranoid with the late texts
She just hit me with a late text
Talking that she got it late text
Fuck all that, take a test
She gone fuck me if it's for a check
You can′t beat me if you on ya best
What I'm chasing can't afford to rest
I′ma make you give my damn respect
No matter what, never back down
5 deep and we masked out
She gone fuck if I mack out
In my bag so you assed out
Took my shot, I′m like James Harden
Shot wet, I'm like James Harden
Made you look, I′m like James Harden
Foreign whips, I'm like James Harden
I got Bron numbers off the books
If you don′t like me you don't got to look
Don′t son me 'cause I'm not a rook
Make a chain it ain′t getting took
Rappers acting like they want me booked
If that′s ya man pay his damn books
Bitch want me, but it ain't for my looks
See my pockets looking like a book
30 niggas in my trap house
Shooters nowadays′ll rat out
42 like stack house
Brought chey and stacks out
Niggas ask me for my autograph
Females ask me for my autograph
I don't know if he recorded that
Take ya bitch and I don′t want her back

Y'all know what′s up
Eat a motherfucking dick ya hear me