Never Let Go
Never let go I'm the one that running things
I'm in control get it bumping let it rang
You the one in the backseat chilling with your mouth shut
Say one word that's out of line homie getcha mouth rung
Turn this beat from good to gold say I got the Midas touch
Check the temp on top the veins ice inside I'm way too clutch
Call me baker whip it up, get my bread and stack it up
Tryna run up on the gang just make sure you back that up
100 bands yeah I done it 99 add the 1, make sure I keep it a hunnid
Run the score up have no mercy keep a shooter on me all times just in case we needa murk him
6 rings like MJ
2 dribbles then we hit em with the fadeaway
Closed ears to whatever the haters say
Just know I keep control every single day, aye
Never let go I'm the one that running things
I'm in control get it bumping let it rang
You the one in the backseat chilling with your mouth shut
Say one word that's out of line homie getcha mouth rung
Turn this beat from good to gold say I got the Midas touch
Check the temp on top the veins ice inside I'm way too clutch
Call me baker whip it up, get my bread and stack it up
Tryna run up on the gang just make sure you back that up
I said I never let it go cause the game is in my hands
Everybody tryna cop me yeah I'm in high demand
Everywhere I go I'm always hearin high praise
Walk up in the building and I keep my hands raised
Never underestimate the underdog cause they say he wont bite
Venom in his teeth and they full of act right
But all my dogs full size and they steady ridin bruh
Finna walk off with the trophy cause we steady takin dubs
I stay in the cut like my last name was scissors
If you wonder where your girl was sorry I was with her
Don't you even trip
All we did was kiss
I'm in control of the game corner three I don't
Never let go I'm the one that running things
I'm in control get it bumping let it rang
You the one in the backseat chilling with your mouth shut
Say one word that's out of line homie getcha mouth rung
Turn this beat from good to gold say I got the Midas touch
Check the temp on top the veins ice inside I'm way too clutch
Call me baker whip it up, get my bread and stack it up
Tryna run up on the gang just make sure you back that up
I'm in control get it bumping let it rang
You the one in the backseat chilling with your mouth shut
Say one word that's out of line homie getcha mouth rung
Turn this beat from good to gold say I got the Midas touch
Check the temp on top the veins ice inside I'm way too clutch
Call me baker whip it up, get my bread and stack it up
Tryna run up on the gang just make sure you back that up
100 bands yeah I done it 99 add the 1, make sure I keep it a hunnid
Run the score up have no mercy keep a shooter on me all times just in case we needa murk him
6 rings like MJ
2 dribbles then we hit em with the fadeaway
Closed ears to whatever the haters say
Just know I keep control every single day, aye
Never let go I'm the one that running things
I'm in control get it bumping let it rang
You the one in the backseat chilling with your mouth shut
Say one word that's out of line homie getcha mouth rung
Turn this beat from good to gold say I got the Midas touch
Check the temp on top the veins ice inside I'm way too clutch
Call me baker whip it up, get my bread and stack it up
Tryna run up on the gang just make sure you back that up
I said I never let it go cause the game is in my hands
Everybody tryna cop me yeah I'm in high demand
Everywhere I go I'm always hearin high praise
Walk up in the building and I keep my hands raised
Never underestimate the underdog cause they say he wont bite
Venom in his teeth and they full of act right
But all my dogs full size and they steady ridin bruh
Finna walk off with the trophy cause we steady takin dubs
I stay in the cut like my last name was scissors
If you wonder where your girl was sorry I was with her
Don't you even trip
All we did was kiss
I'm in control of the game corner three I don't
Never let go I'm the one that running things
I'm in control get it bumping let it rang
You the one in the backseat chilling with your mouth shut
Say one word that's out of line homie getcha mouth rung
Turn this beat from good to gold say I got the Midas touch
Check the temp on top the veins ice inside I'm way too clutch
Call me baker whip it up, get my bread and stack it up
Tryna run up on the gang just make sure you back that up
Credits
Writer(s): Grant King
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