RB (feat. $amad)

Imma get the G's
Add it to the topic
Cause i cannot go
Easy Easy
Niggas be lowkey
I know they be watching
They be acting so
Cheesy Cheesy

I'm in my bag i kick shit like Kungfu
Bro got that tek my shooters they Come thru
She got attached i'll make her Dreams come true
All of my guys you know they Stay composed

Leave me at em no one contest
Going full throttle pull up and Dash
Need more bottles so i'm a mess
Flex in the cut when i'm rocking Em checks
Many models feel like i'm Hef
Change yo title imma direct
Make it out no running back
Make it out no running back

If i'm on the topic i'm on the News
1up a nigga that nigga snooze
Confetti on fetti i'm in the mood

I got all the attention don't look Another direction
I pull up into the session the Biddies all in the detention
They feeling all independent I Can't lie
Also
Quit your pretending i see Through all your villainy
My vision comes in the form of My third eye
This shit cold got y'all froze
Gotta get your coat but this ain't North pole
Hop into scene but this ain't no Show
Yung jungle brick boy do not Approach

Durag all up on my hair like a Taliban
I got fix all my problems no Handyman
Gridiron all in your court and running back
I don't got nothing to prove I Could leave it all

Leave me at em no one contest
Going full throttle pull up and Dash
Need more bottles so i'm a mess
Flex in the cut when i'm rocking Em checks
Many models feel like i'm Hef
Change yo title imma direct
Make it out no running back
Make it out no running back



Credits
Writer(s): Samad Folami
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