Intro
I feel like I'm next level
I feel I'm Jesus
The way that I walk on a beat
My neck like a puddle
You might need a shovel
I gottem' going up they digging me
These niggas they say my brother
But you did you not come from my mother
I know that she fucked on my brother
How the fuck you expect me love ya
You a gusher a lil hoe I might buss ya
He got pressure but know he a busta'
I spit rhymes bout the trap cause I love it
Catch a play and I don't have to touch it
I'm from The Ville where it's nothing but goats
Scammers and trapper they get off the load
I'm dropping crack like I'm signed to the stove
They watching me they tuned for the episode
I can't stop till my pockets on overload
All I want is the bread
I ain't stun these hoes
Only if she give head
Only way she go
I put on for the team
They like "way to go"
Make an assist with the bag
That's a give and go
I hit the gas going fast
Bout to lose control
Push button no Key
Make it turn into a robot
Glocks with the laser
We gone make a nigga check out
Trap still rolling every
Other the day it sell out
He ain't having motion
How I know, ion know bout em
Now I'm the man
I came up from a nobody
Drip from Japan
Got My neck like a new island
Reach if you want
We gone air it out
I'm spillin' drip
When I'm stepping out
My niggas step like The Pips
We keep extras clips
Make the chopper start singing
Like Gladys knight
I feel I'm Jesus
The way that I walk on a beat
My neck like a puddle
You might need a shovel
I gottem' going up they digging me
These niggas they say my brother
But you did you not come from my mother
I know that she fucked on my brother
How the fuck you expect me love ya
You a gusher a lil hoe I might buss ya
He got pressure but know he a busta'
I spit rhymes bout the trap cause I love it
Catch a play and I don't have to touch it
I'm from The Ville where it's nothing but goats
Scammers and trapper they get off the load
I'm dropping crack like I'm signed to the stove
They watching me they tuned for the episode
I can't stop till my pockets on overload
All I want is the bread
I ain't stun these hoes
Only if she give head
Only way she go
I put on for the team
They like "way to go"
Make an assist with the bag
That's a give and go
I hit the gas going fast
Bout to lose control
Push button no Key
Make it turn into a robot
Glocks with the laser
We gone make a nigga check out
Trap still rolling every
Other the day it sell out
He ain't having motion
How I know, ion know bout em
Now I'm the man
I came up from a nobody
Drip from Japan
Got My neck like a new island
Reach if you want
We gone air it out
I'm spillin' drip
When I'm stepping out
My niggas step like The Pips
We keep extras clips
Make the chopper start singing
Like Gladys knight
Credits
Writer(s): Tyquadre Rosser
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