The Messsage

Nigga I'm the shit
Fuck a race
Always number 1
Ur man is a snitch
Caught a case
Told on everyone
I be in the cut posted up
But they never show up
Is the message clear
Ain't no cap
I finesse the plug

I got my scarf and my designer mittens
Make sure I come equipped I'm bout to knock
These bitch ass niggas cold
My plate is full but fuck I ain't sharing

How are you askin hoe you never gave me shit,
Play your fucking role
Broke boi I'm a player you a bitch
That shit set it stone
Everything I put out is hit
Shut down every show
Can't you see that I been makin the most
Pissin off them haters, chewing niggas
Ghosting baddies and hoes

They really thought I didn't have in me
Now they begging for more
Every song I bag a new flow
Got my rhyme book next to the pole
Think I hit a whole new level
Went from bummy straight a boss
Better glow up cause year from now
Dumping all of you hoes

Nigga I'm the shit
Fuck a race
Always number 1
Ur man is a snitch
Caught a case
Told on everyone
I be in the cut posted up
But they never show up
Is the message clear
Ain't no cap
I finesse the plug

I got my scarf and my designer mittens
Make sure I come equipped I'm bout to knock
These bitch ass niggas cold
My plate is full but fuck I ain't sharing

Hold on shorty wait a minute
Imma need your home address tho
Make sure that my Uber ready
Soon as we get this shit done
Cause I ain't got the time
To play none of this games hoe
If I had it I would spend home on my Nintendo
Instead I'm in the studio
Just tryna stack my bread up every night
The industry ain't ready to hear the realest on the mic
The way I cut through my enemies make em fear me
No surprise
Better get an army if you wanna stop me
I'm on the rise



Credits
Writer(s): Malick Fall
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