The Plot

She counting my cake while I'm smoking on raws
Ain't even say shit but she up out her drawers
I was born with the shit man I came with the sauce
I show 'em the bank roll they like oh my gosh
Drip when I step like I came out the wash
My brothers stay down we been Itching our palms
For so long
Yeah
You a gangster but you know you ain't got to be
All this talent I ain't none but a prodigy
Man I'm driven by the fire that's inside of me
Scottie pippen on my hip right beside of me
Talkin reckless and I might get beside a me
And don't try to play like you ain't know
Cause we all know you know

It's niggas in my circle who going pro
In more than sports
Forgis go okurr like cardi b then we slide in motor sport

Gucci socks
I need a new watch
You ain't gotta tell me I know that I'm hot
He think I'm pussy but no I am not
Stay humble as ever don't brag what I got
They think my life sweet but it seems what it's not
Me and shawty shoot scenes I'm the king of the plot
Drip is on me I know you dream a lot
Rigatoni his noodle can really get knocked
Bitches know me must've seemed to forgot
Really lonely me and pockets full of knots
Yeah ahh ahh

She counting my cake while I'm smoking on raws
Ain't even say shit but she up out her drawers
I was born with the shit man I came with the sauce
I show 'em the bank roll they like oh my gosh
Drip when I step like I came out the wash
My brothers stay down we been Itching our palms
For so long
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Savion Russell
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