(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(T2 made that)
A n***a ain't doing relationships (Nah)
I ain't tryna see you, ain't sharing locations (Ain't sharing locations)
Black on blacks crimes, these n***as is racist
We going to jail, say f*ck graduation
I'm tired of this shit, I need a vocation
Yo times is coming, lil n***a be patient
I crack up the Benz, I get a sensation
(Yeah)
When I crack up the Benz, I get a sensation
I stomp on the gas, you feel the vibration
We swap out these hoes, get put in rotation
He going to jail, he get probation (Damn)
Can't blame him, got caught up, these racks he chasing (Damn, Damn)
I'm tearing this shit like my first name Jason
My wrist gone drown, don't need the hydration (Hot)
Two plus two, so solve the equation (Figure shit out)
These n***as be broke, gone die of starvation
He doing the snitching, his years be shaving
Don't want me to shine, these n***as be hating
You know that she bad and shawty is Haitian
I'm thanking my mom for what she created
Ain't doing no arguing, no time for debating
You hear the exhaust, this motherf*cker shaking
They said the was down, see now that they faking
No NBA n***as they doing the trading
Like Kobe, I sip on the drink and get faded
They liking my style, they loving my cadence
I'm dunking on n***as, DeAndre Ayton
These n***as be broke, need to change the placement
Got this shit on quotations
A n***a ain't doing relationships (Nah)
I ain't tryna see you, ain't sharing locations (Nah bitch)
Black on blacks crimes, these n***as is racist
We going to jail, say f*ck graduation
I'm tired of this shit, I need a vocation
Yo times is coming, lil n***a be patient
I crack up the Benz, I get a sensation