98'
Lets get it, Shit I rap nigga
I don't know what you talkin' bout
Haha, yeah
I'm so, 98
I'm so, yeah yeah, 98
I'm so, 98
I'm so, yeah yeah, 98
I'm so, 98
I'm so, 98
I'm so, yeah, 98
I'm so, yeah, 98
Can't put me on game
98' baby I'm straight
Bad lil' nigga out the gate
Leo gang bangin' wit the braids
Moving ounces out my momma home
Highly doubt my momma didn't know
Everybody knew what I was on
Ricky had it bouncing for the low
Did his time and there again he go
Moving on to heroin and coke
Hope he got his pole when on the road
Niggas tried to slide on him before
Asking for a front over the phone
What's the deal you niggas gotta go
I'm too real to tell you want you want
In the field the boy can't hold his own
Can't put me on game
98' baby I'm straight
Bad lil' nigga out the gate
Leo gang bangin' wit the braids
I be moving through my life with cheat codes
I consume illegal pints of lethal
If it's heat he throw at my amigo
Instantly gon ride on enemigos
Earn a stripe or you can die complete hoe
I'm designed to fly above the equal
Double helix intertwined with c note
Chrome is on em got no Y to lean on
Either that or go supply the people
Shoulder pads or hit the line with free throws
Dig the dash because of rhymes that he wrote
Sell the nigga just to buy the negro
Can't put me on game
98' baby I'm straight
Bad lil' nigga out the gate
Leo gang bangin' wit the braids
Wi- with the braids
Look at lil Marcus with the braids
Wi- with the braids
Bam Bam hangin' with the braids
I don't know what you talkin' bout
Haha, yeah
I'm so, 98
I'm so, yeah yeah, 98
I'm so, 98
I'm so, yeah yeah, 98
I'm so, 98
I'm so, 98
I'm so, yeah, 98
I'm so, yeah, 98
Can't put me on game
98' baby I'm straight
Bad lil' nigga out the gate
Leo gang bangin' wit the braids
Moving ounces out my momma home
Highly doubt my momma didn't know
Everybody knew what I was on
Ricky had it bouncing for the low
Did his time and there again he go
Moving on to heroin and coke
Hope he got his pole when on the road
Niggas tried to slide on him before
Asking for a front over the phone
What's the deal you niggas gotta go
I'm too real to tell you want you want
In the field the boy can't hold his own
Can't put me on game
98' baby I'm straight
Bad lil' nigga out the gate
Leo gang bangin' wit the braids
I be moving through my life with cheat codes
I consume illegal pints of lethal
If it's heat he throw at my amigo
Instantly gon ride on enemigos
Earn a stripe or you can die complete hoe
I'm designed to fly above the equal
Double helix intertwined with c note
Chrome is on em got no Y to lean on
Either that or go supply the people
Shoulder pads or hit the line with free throws
Dig the dash because of rhymes that he wrote
Sell the nigga just to buy the negro
Can't put me on game
98' baby I'm straight
Bad lil' nigga out the gate
Leo gang bangin' wit the braids
Wi- with the braids
Look at lil Marcus with the braids
Wi- with the braids
Bam Bam hangin' with the braids
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Writer(s): Marcus Jaron
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