New Heat
Real 33 shit
New heat
New check
New cash in the bag never lack
Let it stack
Spent 0s
I crack her in the morning then I'm ghost
She wanted round two but I'm opposed
They ain't do enough so I do the most
If it was a race they not even close
When I slide through they asking what are those
500s not what they are that's what I spent
The people you adore they show me respect
I can't waste a sec dawg I'm at the neck
Put me on the stand I'll die by what I said
What's next new flex I'm playing chess
What's new giving the clues I'm getting the loot
I'm 33 saged out you outta the loop
Make the bands stick together I'm glue
New heat
New check
New cash in the bag never lack
Let it stack
Spent 0s
I crack her in the morning then I'm ghost
Going ghost where the roof I do the most
You see the hunger in my eyes it's not a joke
Never cap on what I wrote she let him know
Never on the gram flexing with the pole
But he got it if I need it let it blow
Got degrees on me
Real heat on me
All up in membrane
I could be your sensei
Found you in the church praying looking like a dead man
Had to resurrect it came with more stacks
Pull up in LA I'm blowing big pack
They dropping new shit with no new facts
As far I can tell them boys cap rap
New heat
New check
New cash in the bag never lack
Let it stack
Spent 0s
I crack her in the morning then I'm ghost
New heat
New check
New cash in the bag never lack
Let it stack
Spent 0s
I crack her in the morning then I'm ghost
She wanted round two but I'm opposed
They ain't do enough so I do the most
If it was a race they not even close
When I slide through they asking what are those
500s not what they are that's what I spent
The people you adore they show me respect
I can't waste a sec dawg I'm at the neck
Put me on the stand I'll die by what I said
What's next new flex I'm playing chess
What's new giving the clues I'm getting the loot
I'm 33 saged out you outta the loop
Make the bands stick together I'm glue
New heat
New check
New cash in the bag never lack
Let it stack
Spent 0s
I crack her in the morning then I'm ghost
Going ghost where the roof I do the most
You see the hunger in my eyes it's not a joke
Never cap on what I wrote she let him know
Never on the gram flexing with the pole
But he got it if I need it let it blow
Got degrees on me
Real heat on me
All up in membrane
I could be your sensei
Found you in the church praying looking like a dead man
Had to resurrect it came with more stacks
Pull up in LA I'm blowing big pack
They dropping new shit with no new facts
As far I can tell them boys cap rap
New heat
New check
New cash in the bag never lack
Let it stack
Spent 0s
I crack her in the morning then I'm ghost
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Writer(s): Shaquil Manigault
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