Watchin My Style
I been stackin
Walk in the mufuckin bank
The money keep adding (Woo wooo)
Yea
When she come walked in my house
She couldn't imagine (Woo wooo)
I got the big diamonds on me
I'm dripping and splashing (Woo wooo)
Yea yuh yea
They watchin my style
You know it get lit
I jump in the crowd
I done came so far but they don't know how
These niggas they hate they runnin they mouth
I gotta get a bag I need it right now
They watchin my style
You know it get lit
I jump in the crowd
I done came so far but they don't know how
These niggas they hate they running they mouth
Niggas be hatin
Running they mouth
Look at his pockets
That boy in a drought
I can't fuck with that boy
Cause that boy is a clown
If it's up bout that money
I'm coming right now
Yea (Yea)
I be stackin
All of my niggas been get to the money
Yea all of my niggas be trappin
Yea
They be trapping baby (Trap, trap, trap, trap)
All of my niggas got glocks and automatics baby
Pull up on a nigga wassup like what's cracking baby (Yea)
These niggas they know that we do this
Imma fuck on the bitch
These niggas want static (Static)
All of these niggas be lying
These niggas be cappin (These niggas be cappin)
Pop up at yo crib
Like nigga what happened (Wooo)
Like nigga what happened (Like nigga what happened)
Like nigga what happened (Like nigga what happened)
We finna get the money baby
I'm finna get to the blues
We just be counting up hundreds baby
Like nigga what else we gon do
Fuck in that bitch it's a rule
I got a chop it a ruger
Gucci on my feet Medusa
That little nigga a loser
I been stackin
Walk in the mufuckin bank
The money keep adding (Woo wooo)
Yea
When she come walked in my house
She couldn't imagine (Woo wooo)
I got the big diamonds on me
I'm dripping and splashing (Woo wooo)
Yea yuh yea
They watchin my style
You know it get lit
I jump in the crowd
I done came so far but they don't know how
These niggas they hate they runnin they mouth
I gotta get a bag I need it right now
They watchin my style
You know it get lit
I jump in the crowd
I done came so far but they don't know how
These niggas they hate they running they mouth
F-R-E-S-C-O
Niggas gon hear my name on repeat
Told my nigga that I started rapping
But he laughed in my face like a nigga ain't believe me
So I bossed up
Caught a nigga walking up and he told me I was startin to go wild
But I don't love for a fake nigga told him back up
Cause he watching my style
But even if a nigga do me foul
Chris Paul lil nigga imma still hit the free throw
I've been going hard in my city
Put a cape on my back
Like a neighborhood hero
You can tell this you can tell me that
But walk in my shoes then talk
I could be down by thirty in the fourth
In the end I'm still gon ball
I had people on my side when they looked down on me
Funny how they made they jokes now they admire me
I be moving in a way they only wish they could
Silenced all the doubters
That's a perfect sound to me
This feels like a dub
This feels like a win
This feels like I manifested something deep within
I'm on a mission
Every since a jit
I knew that I was the shit
And that's it
Ace fresco nigga
Walk in the mufuckin bank
The money keep adding (Woo wooo)
Yea
When she come walked in my house
She couldn't imagine (Woo wooo)
I got the big diamonds on me
I'm dripping and splashing (Woo wooo)
Yea yuh yea
They watchin my style
You know it get lit
I jump in the crowd
I done came so far but they don't know how
These niggas they hate they runnin they mouth
I gotta get a bag I need it right now
They watchin my style
You know it get lit
I jump in the crowd
I done came so far but they don't know how
These niggas they hate they running they mouth
Niggas be hatin
Running they mouth
Look at his pockets
That boy in a drought
I can't fuck with that boy
Cause that boy is a clown
If it's up bout that money
I'm coming right now
Yea (Yea)
I be stackin
All of my niggas been get to the money
Yea all of my niggas be trappin
Yea
They be trapping baby (Trap, trap, trap, trap)
All of my niggas got glocks and automatics baby
Pull up on a nigga wassup like what's cracking baby (Yea)
These niggas they know that we do this
Imma fuck on the bitch
These niggas want static (Static)
All of these niggas be lying
These niggas be cappin (These niggas be cappin)
Pop up at yo crib
Like nigga what happened (Wooo)
Like nigga what happened (Like nigga what happened)
Like nigga what happened (Like nigga what happened)
We finna get the money baby
I'm finna get to the blues
We just be counting up hundreds baby
Like nigga what else we gon do
Fuck in that bitch it's a rule
I got a chop it a ruger
Gucci on my feet Medusa
That little nigga a loser
I been stackin
Walk in the mufuckin bank
The money keep adding (Woo wooo)
Yea
When she come walked in my house
She couldn't imagine (Woo wooo)
I got the big diamonds on me
I'm dripping and splashing (Woo wooo)
Yea yuh yea
They watchin my style
You know it get lit
I jump in the crowd
I done came so far but they don't know how
These niggas they hate they runnin they mouth
I gotta get a bag I need it right now
They watchin my style
You know it get lit
I jump in the crowd
I done came so far but they don't know how
These niggas they hate they running they mouth
F-R-E-S-C-O
Niggas gon hear my name on repeat
Told my nigga that I started rapping
But he laughed in my face like a nigga ain't believe me
So I bossed up
Caught a nigga walking up and he told me I was startin to go wild
But I don't love for a fake nigga told him back up
Cause he watching my style
But even if a nigga do me foul
Chris Paul lil nigga imma still hit the free throw
I've been going hard in my city
Put a cape on my back
Like a neighborhood hero
You can tell this you can tell me that
But walk in my shoes then talk
I could be down by thirty in the fourth
In the end I'm still gon ball
I had people on my side when they looked down on me
Funny how they made they jokes now they admire me
I be moving in a way they only wish they could
Silenced all the doubters
That's a perfect sound to me
This feels like a dub
This feels like a win
This feels like I manifested something deep within
I'm on a mission
Every since a jit
I knew that I was the shit
And that's it
Ace fresco nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Gray
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