Trae Young
Aye I start up my day wit a blunt and a cup of Kool-Aid
Niggas know that C4 don't play
Where my money I need to get paid
Big boss shit I do what I want
These niggas talk shit but they don't want nun
My niggas be tweakin they do it for fun
Atlanta Hawks shit he shoot like Trae Young
Niggas be talkin they shit
While I'm fuckin they bitch
He claiming he got he got it but can't pay the rent
She be claiming she bout it but can't ride the dick
The cappin hit hard when it happen to you
I stack it too tall got my hunnits it's all blue
My back against the wall I but I ain't gone loose
Don't lack on C4 man you better not snooze
Niggas be hating they envy me
That give me more energy
That's jus motivation to kill this beat
This beat is too cold imma bring the heat
Police they just shoot they don't read your rights
I pray to god I made it through the night
I'm a stereotype rockin' dreads and mikes
I'm a young nigga ballin like Coby White
These niggas be lookin for extras
Yo ass better go to the next one
These niggas be looking for blessings
But don't do no praying you messy
I'm lifting her dress cuz she sexy
My hands feeling up to her breasts
Trips overseas yea you guessed it
I bet you I'm goin don't test me
Niggas talkin shooting me when they gun broke
Pussy niggas talkin down eat a dick hope you choke
I didn't get out the mud but I got it out the grass
I still had to watch for the snakes on my ass
Jus cuz we friends don't get you a pass
I call you my brother that mean you gone last
I promised my mamma her son was gone blow
That's why I get on this track and I spazz
Aye I start up my day wit a blunt and a cup of Kool Aid
Niggas know that C4 don't play
Where my money I need to get paid
Big boss shit I do what I want
These niggas talk shit but they don't want nun
My niggas be tweakin they do it for fun
Atlanta Hawks shit he shoot like Trae Young
Niggas be talkin they shit
While I'm fuckin they bitch
He claiming he got he got it but can't pay the rent
She be claiming she bout it but can't ride the dick
The cappin hit hard when it happen to you
I stack it too tall got my hunnits it's all blue
My back against the wall I but I ain't gone loose
Don't lack on C4 man you better not snooze
Niggas be my mini me
Peanut butter down my seats
I just wanna get in between
You and me inside my sheets
Bossin' up I do it daily
Fuck these hoes I don't save em
Wanna feature better pay me
My bitch slim I call her shady
I be all on my own don't fuck wit me I'm in my zone
But don't think it's sweet
My nigga pull up an get active an that's jus one call from the phone
Don't think it's me
Niggas be stuck on a half watch how I get rid of a whole
Need less than a week
Niggas be talkin them poles till someone leave out wit they souls
But don't call police
Niggas so sad
Niggas don't know how to get they own bag
Don't mean to brag
But nothing I made ain't never been trash
Bitch I am a poet
That's sick wit the flow I'm virus not talkin bout Covid
I'm the man and I know it
Yeah I'm too honest I can't sugar coat it
Aye I start up my day wit a blunt and a cup of Kool-Aid
Niggas know that C4 don't play
Where my money I need to get paid
Big boss shit I do what I want
These niggas talk shit but they don't want nun
My niggas be tweakin they do it for fun
Atlanta Hawks shit they shoot like Tre Young
Niggas know that C4 don't play
Where my money I need to get paid
Big boss shit I do what I want
These niggas talk shit but they don't want nun
My niggas be tweakin they do it for fun
Atlanta Hawks shit he shoot like Trae Young
Niggas be talkin they shit
While I'm fuckin they bitch
He claiming he got he got it but can't pay the rent
She be claiming she bout it but can't ride the dick
The cappin hit hard when it happen to you
I stack it too tall got my hunnits it's all blue
My back against the wall I but I ain't gone loose
Don't lack on C4 man you better not snooze
Niggas be hating they envy me
That give me more energy
That's jus motivation to kill this beat
This beat is too cold imma bring the heat
Police they just shoot they don't read your rights
I pray to god I made it through the night
I'm a stereotype rockin' dreads and mikes
I'm a young nigga ballin like Coby White
These niggas be lookin for extras
Yo ass better go to the next one
These niggas be looking for blessings
But don't do no praying you messy
I'm lifting her dress cuz she sexy
My hands feeling up to her breasts
Trips overseas yea you guessed it
I bet you I'm goin don't test me
Niggas talkin shooting me when they gun broke
Pussy niggas talkin down eat a dick hope you choke
I didn't get out the mud but I got it out the grass
I still had to watch for the snakes on my ass
Jus cuz we friends don't get you a pass
I call you my brother that mean you gone last
I promised my mamma her son was gone blow
That's why I get on this track and I spazz
Aye I start up my day wit a blunt and a cup of Kool Aid
Niggas know that C4 don't play
Where my money I need to get paid
Big boss shit I do what I want
These niggas talk shit but they don't want nun
My niggas be tweakin they do it for fun
Atlanta Hawks shit he shoot like Trae Young
Niggas be talkin they shit
While I'm fuckin they bitch
He claiming he got he got it but can't pay the rent
She be claiming she bout it but can't ride the dick
The cappin hit hard when it happen to you
I stack it too tall got my hunnits it's all blue
My back against the wall I but I ain't gone loose
Don't lack on C4 man you better not snooze
Niggas be my mini me
Peanut butter down my seats
I just wanna get in between
You and me inside my sheets
Bossin' up I do it daily
Fuck these hoes I don't save em
Wanna feature better pay me
My bitch slim I call her shady
I be all on my own don't fuck wit me I'm in my zone
But don't think it's sweet
My nigga pull up an get active an that's jus one call from the phone
Don't think it's me
Niggas be stuck on a half watch how I get rid of a whole
Need less than a week
Niggas be talkin them poles till someone leave out wit they souls
But don't call police
Niggas so sad
Niggas don't know how to get they own bag
Don't mean to brag
But nothing I made ain't never been trash
Bitch I am a poet
That's sick wit the flow I'm virus not talkin bout Covid
I'm the man and I know it
Yeah I'm too honest I can't sugar coat it
Aye I start up my day wit a blunt and a cup of Kool-Aid
Niggas know that C4 don't play
Where my money I need to get paid
Big boss shit I do what I want
These niggas talk shit but they don't want nun
My niggas be tweakin they do it for fun
Atlanta Hawks shit they shoot like Tre Young
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Writer(s): Corey Stokes
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