Bet! (feat. Nye)
Bet
On a real youngin right now
Who the talk of the town
Trying to get to that crown, I'm set
Got a Louis bag all packed
Private jet with the sack
Only time I look back for the check
Got a few bands on my own
I record from my home
I be laid up with your bitch no stress
How I don't be fucking with new names
How I came in the game
How I'm on right now, fuck next
On a real youngin right now
Who the talk of the town
Trying to get to that crown I'm set
Got a Louis bag all packed
Private jet with the sack
Only time I look back for the check
Got a few bands on my own
I record from my home
I be laid up with your bitch no stress
How I don't be fucking with new names
How I came in the game
How I'm on right now, fuck next
Hating on the kid cause there ain't no sign of slowing up
Hustle don't stop getting ready soon I'm blowning up
Never on God will you ever see me give this up
Hit after hit I been dropping since I'm coming up
I was down on my own when it came to me
Use to all the doubt ain't a thing to me
Now this pretty bitch she want ti cling to me
Shot after shot got some range to me
Niggas they hating be all on the same shit
I just wait for a change
I had no paper I only had change
Reached in my pocket I only felt change
I got Dior, the Fendi, the Louis, the Gucci
But they all just the same
Niggas just wear it to fake on the fame
Niggas just wear it to fake on they name
I swear to God this shit is a shame
Look at my nigga, I'm up, they next
Look how I walk
Just look how I flex
Had to boss up
I had to run up checks
Niggas be pussy I put em to rest
I fucked your bitch take a look at my chest
Niggas be pussy I put em to rest
I fucked your bitch take a look at my chest
Bet
On a real youngin right now
Who the talk of the town
Trying to get to that crown, I'm set
Got a Louis bag all packed
Private jet with the sack
Only time I look back for the check
Got a few bands on my own
I record from my home
I be laid up with your bitch no stress
How I don't be fucking with new names
How I came in the game
How I'm on right now, fuck next
On a real youngin right now
Who the talk of the town
Trying to get to that crown I'm set
Got a Louis bag all packed
Private jet with the sack
Only time I look back for the check
Got a few bands on my own
I record from my home
I be laid up with your bitch no stress
How I don't be fucking with new names
How I came in the game
How I'm on right now, fuck next
On a real youngin right now
Who the talk of the town
Trying to get to that crown, I'm set
Got a Louis bag all packed
Private jet with the sack
Only time I look back for the check
Got a few bands on my own
I record from my home
I be laid up with your bitch no stress
How I don't be fucking with new names
How I came in the game
How I'm on right now, fuck next
On a real youngin right now
Who the talk of the town
Trying to get to that crown I'm set
Got a Louis bag all packed
Private jet with the sack
Only time I look back for the check
Got a few bands on my own
I record from my home
I be laid up with your bitch no stress
How I don't be fucking with new names
How I came in the game
How I'm on right now, fuck next
Hating on the kid cause there ain't no sign of slowing up
Hustle don't stop getting ready soon I'm blowning up
Never on God will you ever see me give this up
Hit after hit I been dropping since I'm coming up
I was down on my own when it came to me
Use to all the doubt ain't a thing to me
Now this pretty bitch she want ti cling to me
Shot after shot got some range to me
Niggas they hating be all on the same shit
I just wait for a change
I had no paper I only had change
Reached in my pocket I only felt change
I got Dior, the Fendi, the Louis, the Gucci
But they all just the same
Niggas just wear it to fake on the fame
Niggas just wear it to fake on they name
I swear to God this shit is a shame
Look at my nigga, I'm up, they next
Look how I walk
Just look how I flex
Had to boss up
I had to run up checks
Niggas be pussy I put em to rest
I fucked your bitch take a look at my chest
Niggas be pussy I put em to rest
I fucked your bitch take a look at my chest
Bet
On a real youngin right now
Who the talk of the town
Trying to get to that crown, I'm set
Got a Louis bag all packed
Private jet with the sack
Only time I look back for the check
Got a few bands on my own
I record from my home
I be laid up with your bitch no stress
How I don't be fucking with new names
How I came in the game
How I'm on right now, fuck next
On a real youngin right now
Who the talk of the town
Trying to get to that crown I'm set
Got a Louis bag all packed
Private jet with the sack
Only time I look back for the check
Got a few bands on my own
I record from my home
I be laid up with your bitch no stress
How I don't be fucking with new names
How I came in the game
How I'm on right now, fuck next
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Martin, Nygel White
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