Statement (feat. R3D) [Remix]
Get em
Wooh
He's back
I really never left tho
Look
Niggas be lying for a image
Dick riding just to kick it
Tae you sound jealous, nah I call it how I see it
Like how y'all co-sign for them rides but wasn't in em'
Bae say A-S-M
That mean time to mind my business
Had to get some shit clear tho
Cause they ain't even tint it
Heard they riding round fishbowl
So time to go fishing
And nawl I ain't kidding
So try me think I'm pussy and I put that on my children
You tryna take me out
No worries just call me simba
I was growling
But now I do the roar on you niggas
Good year all year may weather
Feel like Floyd undefeated with these haymakers
Wanna trip hollow tip
Permanent vacation
Then put em in a wood
Small circle quick rotation
How tf y'all got it on lock
I got every combination
Use to be stuck off the cup
Call it the Ice Ages
Flow colder then a glacier
Low life section 8
Came a long way from the basement
Slept on box springs No heat
Bebe's kid just tryna have some fun world
College dropout Street graduated
Hey Sense of direction really started elevating
Just needed some navigation
Either ya love or hate me
Can only stop myself
That's when I be turning Hades
Cause life be having problems
Ion even wanna face it
But like some bad acne
A Nigga got all in my face
Had to treat em like a zit
Or more like I'm popavich
Spur of the moment whole team got to poppin' shit
And I gotta curry clip
That's ten threes
So I'm on my thirty shit
Ain't neva popped a perky pill foreal
And I had to let em know that
Cause I'm in a apocalypse
All I see is walking dead
Whole lotta zombie shit
You niggas know what time it is
Before I go out a master splint
I a take a L and a shell nigga
Bro told me to go dumb (Dumb)
So imma go stupid (Stupid)
If you put me in the booth (Booth)
Ima go L-D student (Wooh)
If you niggas really tweak (Huh)
You gon really make me prove it (Glah)
On my bro ima blow no mucus (Glah)
I got blow in my music (Ugh)
Under pressure won't prove it (Wooh)
For that work if school
You be one late student (Damn)
First gun that I got took it back
I abused it (Glah)
Uon stick to the plan
Then that thang gon chew em' (Glah)
Where I'm from shit really go down No sewer (Ugh)
Invested in the co like a fucking
Entrepreneur (Ughhh)
No Nike had to do it
All this drip no fluid (Ugh)
Everyday we lit no y-f-n Lucci (Wooh)
Wooh
He's back
I really never left tho
Look
Niggas be lying for a image
Dick riding just to kick it
Tae you sound jealous, nah I call it how I see it
Like how y'all co-sign for them rides but wasn't in em'
Bae say A-S-M
That mean time to mind my business
Had to get some shit clear tho
Cause they ain't even tint it
Heard they riding round fishbowl
So time to go fishing
And nawl I ain't kidding
So try me think I'm pussy and I put that on my children
You tryna take me out
No worries just call me simba
I was growling
But now I do the roar on you niggas
Good year all year may weather
Feel like Floyd undefeated with these haymakers
Wanna trip hollow tip
Permanent vacation
Then put em in a wood
Small circle quick rotation
How tf y'all got it on lock
I got every combination
Use to be stuck off the cup
Call it the Ice Ages
Flow colder then a glacier
Low life section 8
Came a long way from the basement
Slept on box springs No heat
Bebe's kid just tryna have some fun world
College dropout Street graduated
Hey Sense of direction really started elevating
Just needed some navigation
Either ya love or hate me
Can only stop myself
That's when I be turning Hades
Cause life be having problems
Ion even wanna face it
But like some bad acne
A Nigga got all in my face
Had to treat em like a zit
Or more like I'm popavich
Spur of the moment whole team got to poppin' shit
And I gotta curry clip
That's ten threes
So I'm on my thirty shit
Ain't neva popped a perky pill foreal
And I had to let em know that
Cause I'm in a apocalypse
All I see is walking dead
Whole lotta zombie shit
You niggas know what time it is
Before I go out a master splint
I a take a L and a shell nigga
Bro told me to go dumb (Dumb)
So imma go stupid (Stupid)
If you put me in the booth (Booth)
Ima go L-D student (Wooh)
If you niggas really tweak (Huh)
You gon really make me prove it (Glah)
On my bro ima blow no mucus (Glah)
I got blow in my music (Ugh)
Under pressure won't prove it (Wooh)
For that work if school
You be one late student (Damn)
First gun that I got took it back
I abused it (Glah)
Uon stick to the plan
Then that thang gon chew em' (Glah)
Where I'm from shit really go down No sewer (Ugh)
Invested in the co like a fucking
Entrepreneur (Ughhh)
No Nike had to do it
All this drip no fluid (Ugh)
Everyday we lit no y-f-n Lucci (Wooh)
Credits
Writer(s): Keonte Hill
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