No Hook
He got his sh*t snatched never even had the strength to get it back
Servin' the riff raff lava trap but you know I'm still in dat
Talkin' bout big racks look how long it took you to rinse a pack
Got no clientele aren't you sad (sad)
I sold more dope than ur dad (damn)
White people sayin' I'm rad (radical)
Opps gonna lurk cause they mad (mad)
Feel like Mike Jack girl you bad (bad)
Hold on I'm goin to France
Hearin' the hate from the stands
You never gave me a chance
Ain't tryna pay for a dance
Servin' Stephen ha son name is Lance
Wonder why I don't follow ur gram
Wonder why dat you f*cked all my (mans mans)
Pauly and Sam comin with whole lotta bands
In da trench wit my beats writing zans
And I'm chargin' for feats not a cap
And I know how to speak on da zap (on da phone)
Never thought a nigga could rap
I think that money a part of me I saw them f*ck up they arteries
They say they wanna hear more of me they can hear it all day
Won't get bored of me told da b*tch dat I'm wit act accordingly hi Tec out da baba poured a 3
No i'm not the father Maury
In a White House like Cory
Tell me which b*tch n*gga gonna do sum
Tell me which goof kid gonna shoot sum
Hop out da car n flip one hop on da block and pitch one
When my n*ggas drift they hit sum if not they keep comin
You told that mouth it keep run-in
So you gon' be runnin
Took her to eat to get no cutty
You ain't even gettin' no money
New generation n*ggas funny
Go read trap for dummies
Trappin' when it's rainy or sunny
Servin' the same junky
Different day different dolla
For her a different nigga gon' holla
Feel like billz you kno I'm a balla
Twinz Id's a tallup
Whip movin' fishy get shotup
You ain't poppin' if your name ain't brought up
Too bad I already got caught up
You stayin' down and I got up
Applyin' applyin' the pressure
Stop tryna get famous like dexter
Checkin a plug name Hector
Stick in da club make a n*gga feel better
He a dub I made her feel wetter
She a bug she wearin' my sweater
Pay to fuck she gettin' her cheddar
Run it up we get it together
Tumpin' a woods not no centuries
Wonder how I'm filled up wit energy
My dog has a food call it Pedigree
Got some bids for the lick easy entry
Can't let these n*ggas get to me
Can't let these b*tches get to me
Bunch a goof clowns throwing down a 3
Got a new sound it's called me
Come from a block so notorious
How you come from the trench livin' glorious
Juice got me slow Feel like Morpheus
Member dodgin bullets like matrix
I was sellin' weed in da matrix
I was the man up in Campion
We poppin' bottles like champions
Trappin but not in abandons
Playin' no games go hard or go home cause I'm takin' ya spot guess
I'm takin your throne had to be on the road figuring out
How the f*ck ima' make couple racks off my phone
I ain't sippin' patron gimme some henny and dome
And a n*gga gon' be in his zone moved a hunnid of zones
Whipping it up with the buff so the Lisa could come wit' a clone
Shout out the zones
Turnt L's to lessons still rockin' wit the code
Everyday a blessing free up my cros
You know I'm finessing I keep it on the low
Un-official professional but I'm still a pro
Servin' the riff raff lava trap but you know I'm still in dat
Talkin' bout big racks look how long it took you to rinse a pack
Got no clientele aren't you sad (sad)
I sold more dope than ur dad (damn)
White people sayin' I'm rad (radical)
Opps gonna lurk cause they mad (mad)
Feel like Mike Jack girl you bad (bad)
Hold on I'm goin to France
Hearin' the hate from the stands
You never gave me a chance
Ain't tryna pay for a dance
Servin' Stephen ha son name is Lance
Wonder why I don't follow ur gram
Wonder why dat you f*cked all my (mans mans)
Pauly and Sam comin with whole lotta bands
In da trench wit my beats writing zans
And I'm chargin' for feats not a cap
And I know how to speak on da zap (on da phone)
Never thought a nigga could rap
I think that money a part of me I saw them f*ck up they arteries
They say they wanna hear more of me they can hear it all day
Won't get bored of me told da b*tch dat I'm wit act accordingly hi Tec out da baba poured a 3
No i'm not the father Maury
In a White House like Cory
Tell me which b*tch n*gga gonna do sum
Tell me which goof kid gonna shoot sum
Hop out da car n flip one hop on da block and pitch one
When my n*ggas drift they hit sum if not they keep comin
You told that mouth it keep run-in
So you gon' be runnin
Took her to eat to get no cutty
You ain't even gettin' no money
New generation n*ggas funny
Go read trap for dummies
Trappin' when it's rainy or sunny
Servin' the same junky
Different day different dolla
For her a different nigga gon' holla
Feel like billz you kno I'm a balla
Twinz Id's a tallup
Whip movin' fishy get shotup
You ain't poppin' if your name ain't brought up
Too bad I already got caught up
You stayin' down and I got up
Applyin' applyin' the pressure
Stop tryna get famous like dexter
Checkin a plug name Hector
Stick in da club make a n*gga feel better
He a dub I made her feel wetter
She a bug she wearin' my sweater
Pay to fuck she gettin' her cheddar
Run it up we get it together
Tumpin' a woods not no centuries
Wonder how I'm filled up wit energy
My dog has a food call it Pedigree
Got some bids for the lick easy entry
Can't let these n*ggas get to me
Can't let these b*tches get to me
Bunch a goof clowns throwing down a 3
Got a new sound it's called me
Come from a block so notorious
How you come from the trench livin' glorious
Juice got me slow Feel like Morpheus
Member dodgin bullets like matrix
I was sellin' weed in da matrix
I was the man up in Campion
We poppin' bottles like champions
Trappin but not in abandons
Playin' no games go hard or go home cause I'm takin' ya spot guess
I'm takin your throne had to be on the road figuring out
How the f*ck ima' make couple racks off my phone
I ain't sippin' patron gimme some henny and dome
And a n*gga gon' be in his zone moved a hunnid of zones
Whipping it up with the buff so the Lisa could come wit' a clone
Shout out the zones
Turnt L's to lessons still rockin' wit the code
Everyday a blessing free up my cros
You know I'm finessing I keep it on the low
Un-official professional but I'm still a pro
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Writer(s): Houdini
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