Rank 100

I was the one with the pack sealed so you know that I stacked up
I was the one with the talent homie now they mad how I act up
I studied the game & stayed independent
Co-signing my back up
Yall are gon' label me hero
Theres too many artists who really aint competition
Talking out of they neck when I know what the facts are
I was deep in the trap popping beans with a thirty on me
They really aint trapstars
They funny & dead broke
And be clowning on me like I aint going that hard
Like I aint with the ones or pull up to your spot with a fade
And leave blood on the front yard
You be calling the pigs on me
I be calling the big homie
Ima tax you a fee
You fucking a bitch who be pimping herself
We know that aint your money your game weak
Ima lowkey body in the trap with some bitches on me & fith of Dusse
If im on the gram & im wilding out
Homie mind your business for me on a new day
Ima pick some money up & pop a perc
I was broke & bummy then I got to work
Spit through Neumans & I spit on Nikes if you scuff my shoe so dont get ya hurt
Keep it thou wow & stand on your sand
Eat the pussy up & play your slow jams
Super slow when im supersaiyan
Im fucking dope
Im handsome too man
Look at me all in the spot
Fucking your bitch & I feel like im pac
Mexican cole with the bandana on him
My woman a lady & that pussy pop
Dreaming & dreaming & wishing & wishing
Like I was gon' unwrap it out of a box
All of my homies had kids
And they fell into habits thats keeping them there on the block
New man homie, who this
Dummy high, I be clueless
Stupid flow, its a doofus
Sit down, you a student
If you too late, then you truant
Waking on a beach, so im shoeless
Jesus & you judas
Validated, you excluded

Smoke my weed in front of cops
Rank a hundred
If you want it hit my line ill make a drop
Aint no greenlight on me
You brake for the yellow I dont stop
If they speak about me when im not around you know im hot

Trapping played out
Banging played out
Vegas made out
Choose a wave
Bitches fuck for free & over price they pussy qualifying for a Hall of fame
Brussel Sprouts with the steak by it
With the crabs cakes & the OJ
Kush pack with a bitch by me rolling up dutches with her rozay
Need a P & ima tax you for exotic on the thirty one or no play
Ninety's baby with the charm attached
It was PBS channel all day
Antenna wasnt working so I had to jerk it
Chilling on it like sorbet
Life a movie rolling
Motion picture perfect
Celebrating with the champagne

Smoke my weed in front of cops
Rank a hundred
If you want it hit my line ill make a drop
Aint no greenlight on me
You brake for the yellow I dont stop
If they speak about me when im not around you know im hot
Smoke my weed in front of cops
Rank a hundred
If you want it hit my line ill make a drop
Aint no greenlight on me
You brake for the yellow I dont stop
If they speak about me when im not around you know im hot