[ Featuring cartier ]
(Bitch I'm back like I never left)
Imma f*ckin tweak up wit the knock and the switch bitch, hol on, hol on, lemme talk my shit
I got 40's inna Forgiatto's, totin' onna grips
And I stay up with my crew don't give a f*ck about ya clique (Bout ya clique)
I got cheese up in my pockets and they chewin' like a snitch
Throw a nigga inna ditch don't give a f*ck about his kid, Imma spazz, hol' up, lemme switch the flow
I'on stay up with them goofies I'm just chillin with the bros
And we getting to the money we just tryna stack the dough
$tackz just do it dolo, I'on give a f*ck bro
First to eva flock like imma proud lil Yung Zoe
If you know then you know, that I don't give a f*ck bro (No f*cks)
And when I f*ckin hop up inna stu, they like Vlado ay what it do
And I walk around with the blue like do these niggas got a clue
I be steady just pushin through, like what, Vlado get the what?
Vlado always make the bucks and this all I f*ckin do
You ain got bands you be broke as f*ck, I'm in that club and I'm smokin' on Runtz
And I'm f*ckin' yo bitch, Imma pick her right up
She gon suck on my dick if I give her that bump
And I f*cked ha on top of the bunky
She a junkie, you ain' know all that shit from the jump?
I can bakstabb bitch don't trust me
Shit get funny, you can't trust on no bitch if you want
Put yo gun down, you get shot down, I get fried now, go 'head
I'm in insane yeah, out my brain yeah, I know you see me, I might be dead (It's the A!M MUSIK)
I know you see me in yo dreams, all red
I'm in space, I don't land cause I'm fried out my head
And I just style on beats, cause this what I f*ckin' I do
I got my mind on the green, I'm never lyin' bout the blues
Vlado GZ get the cheese, bitch I'm the what? (Bitch I'm tha 1)
What they call us? "ATM", I just get the f*ckin' bands
Shawty said that I f*ck her better than other man
Stick up cause I'm totin' damn
This that move in silence, we ain flickin' up on Instagram
We just smokin' f*ckin grams, damn (Skrt)
What the f*ck yo nigga talkin' bout?
I got diamonds on my neck and on my f*ckin' spouse
Imma talk all my shit then imma blow the house
I'm a one of one bitch, yeah I don't do rounds
I'on f*ck witchu, bitch Imma boutta clap you
Put my A!M MUSIK on ya f*ckin' avenue
You know at one point bitch imma have you (F*ck you an yo nigga imma blam at you)
I'on give f*ck bitch I just got bands now
I'on give a f*ck bitch I'm in France now
Im a rich lil cunt I got friends now
Boutta pull up all black in a Benz now, yuh
Too much bands in my pockets, I love X, yeah I can't stop it
Pick it up lil bitch you sloppy, and if I want yo bitch give toppy, yuh
Imma call you out on yo bullshit, I'on give a f*ck if you coolin'
11 bullets yeah I'm shootin', call me Kyrie I'm hoopin' (Yeah)
You ain never have a nigga like me (Like me)
Boutta blow up imma leave you in the scene, yuh
