Procedure

Yea, uh, It's Lord, ooh
What's the price tag on your soul
Only keep family around me
Why social media run your life?
I maneuver, run up bands through the night

Sold ya soul
For the Clout
I'm with all the smoke
Air it out
Air it out, Air it out, Aye
Swear I'm hot, fever
Get money like a young Justin Bieber
I thought she was wifey
Turns out she was just a eater
She belongin to the streets
Stack it up, procedure
I aint sure about this, I'ma chop it up with Tiva
All eyes on me, like the middle of arena
Blowin tree down, Katrina
I see right through your persona

(The sky's the limit but there's muffukin
Footprints on the moon fuck you talkin bout, Yessir)

R.I.P. activist fuck Justin Bieber
You do not know me I don't know why you act like this
Withdrawl aint give me a fever
Why do these rats step so light in they sneakers
Big steppin' Balenciaga
I keep a heater I know they sneak dissin'
If I gotta use it that's the only time that you gon see it
If I don't have it my bro got it on his hip yea
Just like a femur
The xanny my valentine I don't even wanna see her
But I think I need her
I got bitches but I guarantee that I am not gonna keep them
Just like the drugs
I'm not gon keep them I swear I'm gon eat them
Yeah
Just like I thought
I don't feel anything when I do wrong I feel numb.

Sold ya soul
For the Clout
I'm with all the smoke
Air it out
Air it out, Air it out, Aye
Swear I'm hot
Fever
Get money like a young Justin Bieber
I thought she was wifey
Turns out she was just a eater
She belongin to the streets
Stack it up, procedure
I aint sure about this, I'ma chop it up with Tiva
All eyes on me, like the middle of arena
Blowin tree down, Katrina
I see right through your persona



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Givens, Brendan Vidulich
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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