Nate Sess Video (MV)

It ain't about who did it first, let's talk about who did it better
Told my brody if we shine together, we gon' shine forever
You know I got your lo, so we gon' post it like a center
Told my twin we need to chill, we might not drill him til December

And You know that I talk cash, cause I'm too young to get in Rentals
Ain't got no credit for no finance
Fly to Thailand, pop a perky, do a high dance
We just ran it up, just off some pieces and some prices

I ain't lying, I think this bitch my timing
Hell nah, she ain't the one predicting shit just like the Mayans
Pull up, ain't no fighting, shooting bullets like they dices
And you catching up just like you on some Jerry Rice shit

You niggas don't smoke, so why the f*ck is you still typing, nigga
Check his paperwork
Before I even scale that shit up, I need my paper first
Ain't no way your main bitch think she bougie with a Macy's purse

Before I eat your pussy, lick my fingers, you gotta taste it first
Remember mama thinking it was weed, but I was taking perks
Shout out to my big siblings, you the ones who raised me first
You the bitchest nigga I ever seen, and I could really merch

I'm a piece to sells up either way, someone gon' get the merch, okay
Yeah, I'm about to f*ck his face up
I'm a fat boy, but to the money, that's a race one
Tell my brody, pop out to his block, at least erase one

If I like your vibe, then I might just buy your lace front
When you pop out with your shorties, then they gotta let the gang f*ck
All the bros some winners, you can't tell who is the main one
You started acting different, I ain't feel it, made me change up

Yeah, niggas really made me change up, okay
Yeah, swiping niggas, stain up
My blicky light like clouds, but these bullets hit like raindrops
If she in the Ville, ain't no way the brodies can't f*ck

Texting off of spam, I ain't beefing with no Jake bruh
If he wants to smoke, then I'ma give his ass a lace blunt
BGYG really came up, this ain't the same us
Aye man, this ain't the same motherf*cking BG YG from 2017, 2020, you know what I'm saying

I don't know nothing about that shit, man
This bro ain't in no way shit with it now, man
I ain't gonna lie to you, shawty
This always be bro shit, though

I'm out, you know what I'm saying
Zero shit, yeah, young ass, yeah
I don't bang, I'm just affiliated
If a nigga play, I turn his ass into a mental patient

How I hate these niggas must've thought I was a f*cking racist
I be with the bros and we gon' pull up like the f*cking Navy
Poppin' seals, I'll pop a pill
Nine times out of ten, I'm with Lil' Will

Nine times out of ten, I'ma keep a steel
I don't think these niggas feel me, I'ma make them feel
If he beefing with the bros, you'll probably never see him