FLQUITTINONME
Ahhhhhh
And you know what it is
You know the vibes
AY
YUH
AY AY AY
AY
YUH
AYE
Stop the nonsense
You ain't payin' for it, please don't comment on the process
All these haters talkin'
Yall can miss me with the gossip
Money in my pockets
Know a nigga poppin'
Shorty came right over, know I put it in a coffin
Often
I be in the stu, a nigga locked in
Tried to disrespect the set, the homie had to off him
They know what it is from the second that that jiggy nigga walk in
Okay, can't just let no iffy nigga walk in
If he got the answers, we gon' beat the truth up out him
Your bitch won't keep no secret, she gon' tell the truth about him
Lil niggas talk to me, I did not ask about them
And I'm with my dogs, a nigga howlin' wit my hounds dem
Cancel me some bitches cause they wunt bout nun poutin'
Ion even count them
Had to count 'em out
Guess I'm comin' down then
Like geronimo
Case closed, gettin' my queso, what's that damn amount?
Quite short, nigga what's that about?
Throw that in my hand nigga
We ain't change the plan nigga
Need 'em rubber bands nigga
Got my cheque, I hit the bank, I breakdance nigga
Got my suit, I got my case, I'm with my mans nigga
Kont and Zenc Ikari, we had a plan nigga
Couldn't invite you, sorry
You wun in the plan nigga
I need my ransom money
Wave yo hand nigga
(Might need to go ask yo mommy)
Yeah
Yeah
Bye
And you know what it is
You know the vibes
AY
YUH
AY AY AY
AY
YUH
AYE
Stop the nonsense
You ain't payin' for it, please don't comment on the process
All these haters talkin'
Yall can miss me with the gossip
Money in my pockets
Know a nigga poppin'
Shorty came right over, know I put it in a coffin
Often
I be in the stu, a nigga locked in
Tried to disrespect the set, the homie had to off him
They know what it is from the second that that jiggy nigga walk in
Okay, can't just let no iffy nigga walk in
If he got the answers, we gon' beat the truth up out him
Your bitch won't keep no secret, she gon' tell the truth about him
Lil niggas talk to me, I did not ask about them
And I'm with my dogs, a nigga howlin' wit my hounds dem
Cancel me some bitches cause they wunt bout nun poutin'
Ion even count them
Had to count 'em out
Guess I'm comin' down then
Like geronimo
Case closed, gettin' my queso, what's that damn amount?
Quite short, nigga what's that about?
Throw that in my hand nigga
We ain't change the plan nigga
Need 'em rubber bands nigga
Got my cheque, I hit the bank, I breakdance nigga
Got my suit, I got my case, I'm with my mans nigga
Kont and Zenc Ikari, we had a plan nigga
Couldn't invite you, sorry
You wun in the plan nigga
I need my ransom money
Wave yo hand nigga
(Might need to go ask yo mommy)
Yeah
Yeah
Bye
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Writer(s): Asher Small
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