F**k It

Aye
I'm just finna bullshit
Just finna put some shit together right quick man
Just don't take me serious
(Oh yeah yeah yeah)
Fuck around in the yo today
Aye

Every day I wake up
I keep it P, Guess I'm something like a playa
Xbox and hoes only thing a nigga playing
Slide on a nigga if they really feeling playful
One last breath, only thing a nigga taken

70 dollars in this bitch you gotta pay me
I touch 50 grand in this shit and I ain't famous
Sign my own check fo' I signed to a label
And I won't never sell my soul, I guess I ain't going major

Still got hoes trying to reach me like a pager
Nine karat diamonds on my wrist they going crazy
Bought a king bed, I'm a king nigga, can't even lay up
Took this lil hoe to the telly, can't show her where I stay at

Fuck her in the backseat of the rolla', baby lay back
5% tint, shit like a curtain on the Maybach
And where you play that's where you lay at
Flat dark Earth Glock 43, my baby

And its topped off
Take your top off
You can get a free shot
Hole-in-one, Topgolf
Bad bitches, good weed, double cup, nod off
Pop a couple perk 30s bih dis ain't no Tylenol

Keep a whole 20 ball that bih bussin' out my pockets
Got a hunnid' thousand in a Goyard, it's fuck a wallet
I can make a hunnid' thousand tomorrow, don't need accountants
A hunnid' thousand on your head, you dead, my little ones counting

All I need is a reason and I'm squeezing
Cold nigga like anemic it's murder season
Spin your block like defense
I wipe your nose like your sneezing
Ain't no swimming lessons, find you floating in the deep end

Gave your bitch some pipe and now she leaking
Then I called that bitch a Uber, girl you leaving
Time to pass her like I'm preaching
And I'm down to die for shit that I believe in

Can't fuck with flaw ass niggas they misleading
I fuck you raw lil shawty but I can't leave in
You gotta watch them rats, they be cheesy
Bring down the whole operation for some Cheez-Its

Junkies at the window, serve em' through the back door
Birds in the bando
Ho don't slam my door this ain't a scat
This Lambo
Punch the gas on this bitch the motor say I'm going ghost

Feeling like the whole car bout to lift up off the road
Feeling like I'm Sneak-C, pop a wheelie, adios
Feel like my nigga Tyshawn how I'm running on these roads (Yeah)
Exit 52 for my niggas back home (Yeah)

Delray Atlantic for them niggas who don't know (Yeah)
Saint Mary's baby, Da Ray raised a G.O.A.T (Yeah)
A T L too live, that shit went crazy
Can't forget my Thad bro congrats on your baby for real bro

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