Incredible (feat. Drakeo the Ruler)

You know my vibe too incredible, yeah
I thought I told you, you a federal, yeah
They try to treat you like an animal, yeah
Dime piece, this bitch look edible, yeah

Hope you got your fire, I got several, yeah
Hope you ain't gon' buy what they sellin' you
Yeah, that dope can be a lie, what I'm tellin' you
You know I had to leave you 'lone, I was failin' you, hmm

That pussy good, it be bailin' you, hmm
You ain't no wife, I can't forever you, yeah
Don't touch my Sprite, you know it's medical, hmm
You know I do what he'd never do, hmm

Go against my guys, they gon' level you
You know they droppin' shit outside, it's a festival
Ain't nothin' between us in that ride, tryna serve somethin'
Murder in my vide, it's a burden

He talkin' 'bout killings, I ain't heard nothin'
Keep talkin' 'bout bitches, I ain't heard nothin'
I keep dancin' with the devil
Diamond on that bitch because she special
You know I got that extra for you

You know my vibe too incredible, yeah
I thought I told you, you a federal, yeah
They try to treat you an animal, yeah
Dime piece, this bitch look edible, yeah

Hope you got your fire, I got several, yeah
Hope you ain't gon' buy what they sellin' you
Yeah, that dope can be a lie, what I'm tellin' you
You know I had to leave you 'lone, I was failin' you

Energy on my name, it was the Mafia, the Mexicans
At twenty-nine, up in solitary, stressin' it
If you ain't tryna catch a body, why you message me?
All this hatin', what you makin', what the question is?

Tried to press the button on me, but it never work
Diamonds on me break dancin', niggas hella hurt
I like 80 thousand cash and a weapon on me
I know I'm gettin' it, but don't ask if I'm from California

Oh, you mad 'cause I got a song with Aubrey?
He got hit with a hundred, you can check his autopsy
Fundraisin' your friend's dad, that's y'all problem
I ain't goin' back and forth with no imposters, uh

You know my vibe too incredible, yeah
I thought I told you, you a federal, yeah
They try to treat you like an animal, yeah
Dime piece, this bitch look edible, yeah

Hope you got your fire, I got several, yeah
Hope you ain't gon' buy what they sellin' you
Yeah, that dope can be a lie, what I'm tellin' you
You know I had to leave you 'lone, I was failin' you

Hope you got your fire, I got several, yeah
Hope you ain't gon' buy what they sellin' you
Yeah, that dope can be a lie, what I'm tellin' you
You know I had to leave you 'lone, I was failin' you

You know I had to leave you 'lone, I was failin' you
You know I had to leave you 'lone, I was failin' you



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Writer(s): Brandon Rainey, Daniel Simpson, Basil Von Stietencron, Darrell Caldwell
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