Dada, You got this
Breakin' her back, I'm makin' it, clap and I'm makin' shit happen
Aint good at math, but that nigga talk down to me, get to subtractin'
Gotta stay focused, I can't let em get to me, gotta keep stackin
I'm feelin' like Uzi, lil' nigga, I caught me a brand new patek
Get that lil' nigga in front of his family, this shi could get tragic
She wanna f*ck with lil' purk, cause she know that he mothaf*ckin' packin
Pull up on thotty , she gon' give me toppy, she suckin' so passionate
These niggas mad, I done made me a living off mothaf*ckin' rappin
Bags, hoes, nigga, we got them all
When she wanna pull up to the crib, to give me sloppy toppy yea, jus call
Man, I tell the hoe, I don't wanna f*ck, man, I tell her to bring me them Jaws
Cash, racks , nigga, we spendin' it all
I'm rockin' a designer , lil' nigga, you know you can't cop it up in the mall
I feel like Uzi, The wock make me woozy, I stand on my money, too tall
The racks comin' in every day, no, I can't take no breaks
I pull up, she wonder if I could stay, I'm keepin' it heated like D-Wade
They wonder how I'm perfect, made no mistakes, They wanna know how I count up my cake
They real phony, yeah, they copy the wave
,Mona Lisa , bitch, Im paintin' in your face
Don't f*ck with these niggas, I stay in my lane
Yeah, we stayin' our lane, yeah, we one in the same
You niggas is broke, and bummy , and lame
I bought her a coupe, she drivin' insane
I'm rockin' all black, I feelin' like Pain
That bitch like a lion, she wanna get tamed
I'm keepin' a stick, bitch, this not a cane
Ridin' with my bitch, yeah, we in the range
Switchin' up the flow, she know she want the lo, she must think that she is the main
She know, she know
She know, We the same
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Dada, You got this
Breakin' her back, I'm makin' it, clap and I'm makin' shit happen
Aint good at math, but that nigga talk down to me, get to subtractin'
Gotta stay focused, I can't let em get to me, gotta keep stackin
I'm feelin' like Uzi, lil' nigga, I caught me a brand new patek
Get that lil' nigga in front of his family, this shi could get tragic
She wanna f*ck with lil' purk, cause she know that he mothaf*ckin' packin
Pull up on thotty , she gon' give me toppy, she suckin' so passionate
These niggas mad, I done made me a living off mothaf*ckin' rappin
Bags, hoes, nigga, we got them all
When she wanna pull up to the crib, to give me sloppy toppy yea, jus call
Man, I tell the hoe, I don't wanna f*ck, man, I tell her to bring me them Jaws
Cash, racks , nigga, we spendin' it all
I'm rockin' a designer , lil' nigga, you know you can't cop it up in the mall
I feel like Uzi, The wock make me woozy, I stand on my money, too tall
The racks comin' in every day, no, I can't take no breaks
I pull up, she wonder if I could stay, I'm keepin' it heated like D-Wade
They wonder how I'm perfect, made no mistakes, They wanna know how I count up my cake
They real phony, yeah, they copy the wave
,Mona Lisa , bitch, Im paintin' in your face
Don't f*ck with these niggas, I stay in my lane
Yeah, we stayin' our lane, yeah, we one in the same
You niggas is broke, and bummy , and lame
I bought her a coupe, she drivin' insane
I'm rockin' all black, I feelin' like Pain
That bitch like a lion, she wanna get tamed
I'm keepin' a stick, bitch, this not a cane
Ridin' with my bitch, yeah, we in the range
Switchin' up the flow, she know she want the lo, she must think that she is the main
She know, she know
She know, We the same
Breakin' her back, I'm makin' it, clap and I'm makin' shit happen
Aint good at math, but that nigga talk down to me, get to subtractin'
Gotta stay focused, I can't let em get to me, gotta keep stackin
I'm feelin' like Uzi, lil' nigga, I caught me a brand new patek
Get that lil' nigga in front of his family, this shi could get tragic
She wanna f*ck with lil' purk, cause she know that he mothaf*ckin' packin
Pull up on thotty , she gon' give me toppy, she suckin' so passionate
These niggas mad, I done made me a living off mothaf*ckin' rappin
Bags, hoes, nigga, we got them all
When she wanna pull up to the crib, to give me sloppy toppy yea, jus call
Man, I tell the hoe, I don't wanna f*ck, man, I tell her to bring me them Jaws
Cash, racks , nigga, we spendin' it all
I'm rockin' a designer , lil' nigga, you know you can't cop it up in the mall
I feel like Uzi, The wock make me woozy, I stand on my money, too tall
The racks comin' in every day, no, I can't take no breaks
I pull up, she wonder if I could stay, I'm keepin' it heated like D-Wade
They wonder how I'm perfect, made no mistakes, They wanna know how I count up my cake
They real phony, yeah, they copy the wave
,Mona Lisa , bitch, Im paintin' in your face
Don't f*ck with these niggas, I stay in my lane
Yeah, we stayin' our lane, yeah, we one in the same
You niggas is broke, and bummy , and lame
I bought her a coupe, she drivin' insane
I'm rockin' all black, I feelin' like Pain
That bitch like a lion, she wanna get tamed
I'm keepin' a stick, bitch, this not a cane
Ridin' with my bitch, yeah, we in the range
Switchin' up the flow, she know she want the lo, she must think that she is the main
She know, she know
She know, We the same
Writer: Davion Motley, Parris London
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