Exposed
What yo fans finna think when you get exposed
Heard that you ain't got bands and you fucking broke
And that block that you claim said that you unknown
And you talk about gang but be all alone
See you niggas just cap on the telephone
If you play with the gang, choppa break ya bone
Taxing hard then a bitch if you want a song
If you ain't got the cash then leave me alone
Listen I came from nothing
Now all these people just hate how I'm stunting
Still with the shit niggas know how I'm come
I slide on opp and them niggas start running
Forever I'm mufuckin Clutching
Got sticks in the party so watch who you touching
Cause I'm with the gang and they will get to bussing
We spray out the crowed and it ain't no discussion
Listen, you hard
That they said that my music like crack
So if you want a feat from me I'm gone need me some cash
And you know imma tax
I be counting them racks everyone hating on me cause I'm deep in my bag
But I came up form nothing I'm living my dreams
I'm out the way counting racks
And that boy trynna woof in the DM
Nigga said I'm a bitch oh well
If you really stupid then nigga believe him
I ain't finna say in this song what I'm finna do when I mufukin see him
Cause they giving me life if they catch me right after I do what I do when I meet him
Just know that you do not want to be him
I used to be sparing these niggas
But they started thinking I'm scared of these niggas
Now when it's beef I pull up with them sticks and then drums
Like I got a snare on a nigga
All of my brothers is dogs I should get sign like listen beware of these niggas
You would of thought they was nurses
When I told my brother to go and take care of these niggas
And you know I put fear in they hear
Bitch I'm a demon pop out in the dark
Bitch you can slide and I'm flipping yo car
I don't even know what you thought
Niggas now since a youngin I been the man
You late I done been dropped my balls
You can play like it's sweet bitch you finna be shitty
Because I am not one of y'all
And that nigga a hoe, Backpage
I'm deleting my opps, backspace
You can't come to my section get sent up heaven
So please do not come to the bad place
And I'm from the A but dat way
Boy you bets hit the ground when the Tech spray
This some shit that you really don't want to be in
'Cause you ending up with a bad day
Gang
And they said that my music like crack
So if you want a feat from me I'm gone need me some cash
And you know imma tax
I be counting them racks everyone hating on me cause I'm deep in my bag
But I came up form nothing I'm living my dreams
I'm out the way counting racks
Heard that you ain't got bands and you fucking broke
And that block that you claim said that you unknown
And you talk about gang but be all alone
See you niggas just cap on the telephone
If you play with the gang, choppa break ya bone
Taxing hard then a bitch if you want a song
If you ain't got the cash then leave me alone
Listen I came from nothing
Now all these people just hate how I'm stunting
Still with the shit niggas know how I'm come
I slide on opp and them niggas start running
Forever I'm mufuckin Clutching
Got sticks in the party so watch who you touching
Cause I'm with the gang and they will get to bussing
We spray out the crowed and it ain't no discussion
Listen, you hard
That they said that my music like crack
So if you want a feat from me I'm gone need me some cash
And you know imma tax
I be counting them racks everyone hating on me cause I'm deep in my bag
But I came up form nothing I'm living my dreams
I'm out the way counting racks
And that boy trynna woof in the DM
Nigga said I'm a bitch oh well
If you really stupid then nigga believe him
I ain't finna say in this song what I'm finna do when I mufukin see him
Cause they giving me life if they catch me right after I do what I do when I meet him
Just know that you do not want to be him
I used to be sparing these niggas
But they started thinking I'm scared of these niggas
Now when it's beef I pull up with them sticks and then drums
Like I got a snare on a nigga
All of my brothers is dogs I should get sign like listen beware of these niggas
You would of thought they was nurses
When I told my brother to go and take care of these niggas
And you know I put fear in they hear
Bitch I'm a demon pop out in the dark
Bitch you can slide and I'm flipping yo car
I don't even know what you thought
Niggas now since a youngin I been the man
You late I done been dropped my balls
You can play like it's sweet bitch you finna be shitty
Because I am not one of y'all
And that nigga a hoe, Backpage
I'm deleting my opps, backspace
You can't come to my section get sent up heaven
So please do not come to the bad place
And I'm from the A but dat way
Boy you bets hit the ground when the Tech spray
This some shit that you really don't want to be in
'Cause you ending up with a bad day
Gang
And they said that my music like crack
So if you want a feat from me I'm gone need me some cash
And you know imma tax
I be counting them racks everyone hating on me cause I'm deep in my bag
But I came up form nothing I'm living my dreams
I'm out the way counting racks
Credits
Writer(s): Kendrick Sutton
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