Speak, these niggas ain't fuckin' with me (Niggas ain't on my level) Speak, these niggas ain't nothin' to me (Niggas ain't even a fraction) Speak, these niggas don't hustle like me (I'm havin' too much motion) Speak, they ain't havin' more muscle than me (At the press of a button)
I got in my bag, I done came to my senses I cut off some niggas, wasn't takin' me serious I jumped in the Track' and went fast and furious Four bitches with me, polygamy (Rotation) I ran it back up, I ain't wait on nobody I'm sellin' exotic and takin' narcotics A bold face lie (How?) fuck niggas know that he owe me, stop it Come get with us, you can profit It's been a minute since I wore Versace I'm still tippin' and sippin' on Wocky Redbone syndrome and a lil' chocolate I like 'em both, so l keep a few options When I do me and she can't take the heat (What?) the bitch be so ready to block me (Stop it) He said he had a new flavor I smoked a lil' blunt, it was garbage (That shit was weak) Trappin', workin', and cookin', uh My presidential got boogers, uh He want a bunch of 'em, I gotta cut some I feel like Scooter, I'm juggin', uh I'm in LA with a fully, uh (Right now) But I'm with twins from Brooklyn, uh (Ayy) I can count through it all without lookin' But l'ma be late for my bookin' (Fire up the jet)
Speak, these niggas ain't fuckin' with me (Niggas ain't on my level) Speak, these niggas ain't nothin' to me (Niggas ain't even a fraction) Speak, these niggas don't hustle like me (I'm havin' too much motion) Speak, they ain't havin' more muscle than me (Go)
I used to sleep on the floor on a blow up Now I get two hundred thousand to show up Passive income, my cup runnin' over (Spill) I made a mill' in a month in October These niggas ain't sold more dope than me (No) Niggas ain't touch more 'bows than me Still gettin' two or three shows a week (Booked) Can't even drive all the whips in my fleet (Skrrt) I just might break the money counter when I count it Might put some Forgis on it when I mount it (Yeah) Fly a nigga bitch to that 'Yami And let her do some tricks at the palace 'Member when I first got some status Knocked a pimp for his ho in Dallas She was turnin' tricks, bringin' daddy (Yeah) Five racks a night for my mackin' (No rap)
Speak, these niggas ain't fuckin' with me (Niggas ain't on my level) Speak, these niggas ain't nothin' to me (Niggas ain't even a fraction) Speak, these niggas don't hustle like me (I'm havin' too much motion) Speak, they ain't havin' more muscle than me (Press of a button, go)
My tattoos better I'm stronger than you My bitch thicker than yours My guns bigger than yours Nigga, my guns bigger than yours I hustle better I can get a dollar quicker than you I talk better, I walk better, my shoes fit me better I get paid more than you
Compositores: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Ernest Keith Smith, Ryan Vojtesak (Charlie Handsome), Morgan Cole Wallen ECAD: Obra #42378910