We out of sight, setting luxury in better days But now I don't mean shit to you so just
Take off that tennis ring Don't you look at me like that because this
Shit is gon' get menacing Spark a blunt and light it up just so I don't
Have to see a thing Ray Charles, how I'm blind, how I'm steppin
In this bitch Get a Mac or 11 and it come without a switch
I don't have to talk, I just have to rap to take your bitch
I only fly on , I'm private so I just might have to take a trip
Other rappers wanna be me but they really know they can't
Niggas broke, tryna flex, like was that part of the plan
Man, don't worry about your bitch, just go make another band
And I don't wanna go to work unless I'm walkin' to a bank
Drop the cash, nigga, right there and put it on the floor
That nigga talkin' sick so you know I had to wipe his nose
Had to pick or poll, made a choice but you need my emo
Like don't ever screw my cap cause you know I'm bout to blow
Periodically I'm movin', how I'm steppin' like a element
She an angel in the face but she know she got some hell in it
Man, these niggas always askin' like, how you get it done
Just move in silence, keep it quiet, and let em' have a fun
Man, I know I ain't a pastor but I just came to preach
Cause you just don't get it up like that, way above your league
Gassed em' up and sent em' out, my bro just put em' on the tee
And it's a hundred for a feature, I just hit em' with a fee
Niggas wanna move, shiesty, but they rappin' like they Pooh
Don't ever try to step cause I'ma show you what it do
Cause if I didn't ball it up, then bitch, I'm caught up in a mood
And I gave this bitch a glove but she still couldn't catch a clue
Now she wanna bend it over so I had to break her back
All my opps, I can go tit for tack, never lack
All my niggas countin' funds, run it up like this shit track
If you really want your girl, sorry bro, come get her back
We had our sight, set on luxury and better things
But now I don't mean shit to you so just take off that tennis chain
Don't you look at me like that because this shit is gon' get menacing
I'm heatin' up like condensation so you know I had to make it rain
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We out of sight, setting luxury in better days But now I don't mean shit to you so just
Take off that tennis ring Don't you look at me like that because this
Shit is gon' get menacing Spark a blunt and light it up just so I don't
Have to see a thing Ray Charles, how I'm blind, how I'm steppin
In this bitch Get a Mac or 11 and it come without a switch
I don't have to talk, I just have to rap to take your bitch
I only fly on , I'm private so I just might have to take a trip
Other rappers wanna be me but they really know they can't
Niggas broke, tryna flex, like was that part of the plan
Man, don't worry about your bitch, just go make another band
And I don't wanna go to work unless I'm walkin' to a bank
Drop the cash, nigga, right there and put it on the floor
That nigga talkin' sick so you know I had to wipe his nose
Had to pick or poll, made a choice but you need my emo
Like don't ever screw my cap cause you know I'm bout to blow
Periodically I'm movin', how I'm steppin' like a element
She an angel in the face but she know she got some hell in it
Man, these niggas always askin' like, how you get it done
Just move in silence, keep it quiet, and let em' have a fun
Man, I know I ain't a pastor but I just came to preach
Cause you just don't get it up like that, way above your league
Gassed em' up and sent em' out, my bro just put em' on the tee
And it's a hundred for a feature, I just hit em' with a fee
Niggas wanna move, shiesty, but they rappin' like they Pooh
Don't ever try to step cause I'ma show you what it do
Cause if I didn't ball it up, then bitch, I'm caught up in a mood
And I gave this bitch a glove but she still couldn't catch a clue
Now she wanna bend it over so I had to break her back
All my opps, I can go tit for tack, never lack
All my niggas countin' funds, run it up like this shit track
If you really want your girl, sorry bro, come get her back
We had our sight, set on luxury and better things
But now I don't mean shit to you so just take off that tennis chain
Don't you look at me like that because this shit is gon' get menacing
I'm heatin' up like condensation so you know I had to make it rain
Take off that tennis ring Don't you look at me like that because this
Shit is gon' get menacing Spark a blunt and light it up just so I don't
Have to see a thing Ray Charles, how I'm blind, how I'm steppin
In this bitch Get a Mac or 11 and it come without a switch
I don't have to talk, I just have to rap to take your bitch
I only fly on , I'm private so I just might have to take a trip
Other rappers wanna be me but they really know they can't
Niggas broke, tryna flex, like was that part of the plan
Man, don't worry about your bitch, just go make another band
And I don't wanna go to work unless I'm walkin' to a bank
Drop the cash, nigga, right there and put it on the floor
That nigga talkin' sick so you know I had to wipe his nose
Had to pick or poll, made a choice but you need my emo
Like don't ever screw my cap cause you know I'm bout to blow
Periodically I'm movin', how I'm steppin' like a element
She an angel in the face but she know she got some hell in it
Man, these niggas always askin' like, how you get it done
Just move in silence, keep it quiet, and let em' have a fun
Man, I know I ain't a pastor but I just came to preach
Cause you just don't get it up like that, way above your league
Gassed em' up and sent em' out, my bro just put em' on the tee
And it's a hundred for a feature, I just hit em' with a fee
Niggas wanna move, shiesty, but they rappin' like they Pooh
Don't ever try to step cause I'ma show you what it do
Cause if I didn't ball it up, then bitch, I'm caught up in a mood
And I gave this bitch a glove but she still couldn't catch a clue
Now she wanna bend it over so I had to break her back
All my opps, I can go tit for tack, never lack
All my niggas countin' funds, run it up like this shit track
If you really want your girl, sorry bro, come get her back
We had our sight, set on luxury and better things
But now I don't mean shit to you so just take off that tennis chain
Don't you look at me like that because this shit is gon' get menacing
I'm heatin' up like condensation so you know I had to make it rain
Writer: Jamai Carter
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