HBP.I.V.O.T.24. (feat. JayMan24)
I'm in a, new section got my fist made like i'm Arthur
I'm sinner, i'm mal-perfection like i'm Mr. Carter
I been there, up in yo mansion swapin' liquids wit yo daughter
Daddy caught us but she know me, i'm still poppin; up tomorrow
Rap like GTA, i hate the game and hate the players
But i still run around, do stupid shit with all my paper
I'm a baller in me yellow and the purple, born a Laker
All these rappers act like they got hella haters bitch i'm satan
Me and JayMan turn up for 3 months but i don't see the reason
I been poppin' pills that i don't recognize and now im tweakin'
OD on fentynol that xanax told me lies it commit treason
It ain't hard to ball ya just gotta know who got an 11
I can't fuck wit yall, yall sayin that you'll never make a million
I'm gon get up wit my brethren we gon spend it all at saks
Seen ya lookin at my headband man yall better watch yall back
I'm on go for mine and we always high yall betta watch yall back
Aye, aye, betta watch yo back, when i'm comin' wit that strap
I got fonem in that back, yeah you betta watch yo back
Niggas tweak they gettin' smacked, yeah i'm always in the trap
And i'm steady makin' bands aye, Apollo in this bitch
No you do not want no smoke wit me
Always on the tech if any nigga try to go wit me
And im on the bag, I gotta 30 wit a fuckin drum
And im on the bag, I gotta 30 wit a fuckin drum
Lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, hoe lets get it, get i,t get it
Lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, hoe lets get it, get i,t get it, aye
I'm sinner, i'm mal-perfection like i'm Mr. Carter
I been there, up in yo mansion swapin' liquids wit yo daughter
Daddy caught us but she know me, i'm still poppin; up tomorrow
Rap like GTA, i hate the game and hate the players
But i still run around, do stupid shit with all my paper
I'm a baller in me yellow and the purple, born a Laker
All these rappers act like they got hella haters bitch i'm satan
Me and JayMan turn up for 3 months but i don't see the reason
I been poppin' pills that i don't recognize and now im tweakin'
OD on fentynol that xanax told me lies it commit treason
It ain't hard to ball ya just gotta know who got an 11
I can't fuck wit yall, yall sayin that you'll never make a million
I'm gon get up wit my brethren we gon spend it all at saks
Seen ya lookin at my headband man yall better watch yall back
I'm on go for mine and we always high yall betta watch yall back
Aye, aye, betta watch yo back, when i'm comin' wit that strap
I got fonem in that back, yeah you betta watch yo back
Niggas tweak they gettin' smacked, yeah i'm always in the trap
And i'm steady makin' bands aye, Apollo in this bitch
No you do not want no smoke wit me
Always on the tech if any nigga try to go wit me
And im on the bag, I gotta 30 wit a fuckin drum
And im on the bag, I gotta 30 wit a fuckin drum
Lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, hoe lets get it, get i,t get it
Lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, hoe lets get it, get i,t get it, aye
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Writer(s): Nolan Hendrickson
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