Yeah, I've been on some money, shit been poppin', shit I'm like, f*ck a ho, All my bros on ten
Round me, you play with them, you gotta go, They gon' f*ck up one day if they ever let
Me through that door, This rappin' shit too easy, come in the booth with too many flows
I ain't even gon' pop it on you like I should come get your ho
Niggas hate to see us, we put shit all over all the floors
Yeah, these niggas be cappin', they ain't never really told no Drake
Lil' bro, walk him down just like it's court, we gon' dismiss your case
We don't claim that back door, shit is real love, we backdoorK
I'm tryna do better, tryna make it, so I gotta pray
F*ck all of that talkin', we can do it, let's go face to face
I've been tryna be me, but these niggas don't wanna see me get paid
Tryna come around, nah, lil' bro, yo ass used to be a hater
Can't be sittin' around, get off your ass, nigga, it's now or later
I'm wid the members we get to that paper, This shit for my bro, the f*ck who tryna take it
Ever put me in the 392, just know we gon' be in that ho's scat pack racin
Leave your door open, you know we gon' take it, We gettin' this cash while you out here cakin'
You know it's that fried like he want some bacon, I f*cked on that ho after that lil' pussy shakin
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Yeah, I've been on some money, shit been poppin', shit I'm like, f*ck a ho, All my bros on ten
Round me, you play with them, you gotta go, They gon' f*ck up one day if they ever let
Me through that door, This rappin' shit too easy, come in the booth with too many flows
I ain't even gon' pop it on you like I should come get your ho
Niggas hate to see us, we put shit all over all the floors
Yeah, these niggas be cappin', they ain't never really told no Drake
Lil' bro, walk him down just like it's court, we gon' dismiss your case
We don't claim that back door, shit is real love, we backdoorK
I'm tryna do better, tryna make it, so I gotta pray
F*ck all of that talkin', we can do it, let's go face to face
I've been tryna be me, but these niggas don't wanna see me get paid
Tryna come around, nah, lil' bro, yo ass used to be a hater
Can't be sittin' around, get off your ass, nigga, it's now or later
I'm wid the members we get to that paper, This shit for my bro, the f*ck who tryna take it
Ever put me in the 392, just know we gon' be in that ho's scat pack racin
Leave your door open, you know we gon' take it, We gettin' this cash while you out here cakin'
You know it's that fried like he want some bacon, I f*cked on that ho after that lil' pussy shakin
Round me, you play with them, you gotta go, They gon' f*ck up one day if they ever let
Me through that door, This rappin' shit too easy, come in the booth with too many flows
I ain't even gon' pop it on you like I should come get your ho
Niggas hate to see us, we put shit all over all the floors
Yeah, these niggas be cappin', they ain't never really told no Drake
Lil' bro, walk him down just like it's court, we gon' dismiss your case
We don't claim that back door, shit is real love, we backdoorK
I'm tryna do better, tryna make it, so I gotta pray
F*ck all of that talkin', we can do it, let's go face to face
I've been tryna be me, but these niggas don't wanna see me get paid
Tryna come around, nah, lil' bro, yo ass used to be a hater
Can't be sittin' around, get off your ass, nigga, it's now or later
I'm wid the members we get to that paper, This shit for my bro, the f*ck who tryna take it
Ever put me in the 392, just know we gon' be in that ho's scat pack racin
Leave your door open, you know we gon' take it, We gettin' this cash while you out here cakin'
You know it's that fried like he want some bacon, I f*cked on that ho after that lil' pussy shakin
Writer: Jay Boog
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