INTRO

They wasn't fucking with me back when I was broke
Now that I got money they all on my phone
Roll up a leaf and take it to the dome
Put on some Lil Skies cuz that nigga my clone
Lowkey look alike, might as well make a song
Help a nigga buy his momma a home
Do my dance was securing the package
Like I'm Deon Sanders in the inzone
You not talking dollars then leave me alone
She run her fingers thru my hair like a comb
Since a youngin thuggin all on my own
Momma told me I was bad to the bone
On fuck shit
Down to buck shit
He said he bout it we knew the nigga was bluffing
When I smoke yea it's GG that I'm puffing
And we ain't shooting no BBs when we be bussing
I'm next up
Sxheme bumming
Thru blue bills
I be thumbing
Drako get to singing like Tory Lanez, have him running
Pull up get to banging like Drummond
No Andre
D Wade how I play, and1 extra shot roulette like a Russian
K B on a whole other level
Fuck pulling strings like Gepeto I rock heavy metal
All gas we ain't pressing the brakes
To be honest ain't no need for the pedal
I done put on for the O they should give me a medal
You loving one hoe I be ignoring several
Big b's I love red but don't fuck with the devil
Big b's I love red but don't fuck with the devil



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Bryant
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