Criteria
I feel like I'm going crazy, that's it
Like one take Jake
I got to go to work soon
I'm going to the sauce house, nigga, 32
Welcome to the sauce house
She told me do you, so I'ma do me
Making a movie, recording a scene
I get the breash, that's guaranteed
Got a keep shit player, I ain't wearing no cleats
If you can't stand me, then bitch take a seat
Fly to L.A, be back in a week
I'm with a baba treash
I came from the trenches, I speak for the streets
She don't know I come out the mud
No cap
Love is a drug
And he told me it con't take too much
Stay armed and dangerous
Tell them niggas don't play with us
Yeah, we keep them things with us
Dame Dolla yeah, I'm too clutch
If it's up, then you know that it's stuck
Smoking on medical
The grip is impeccable
32 hoes, I brought several
Valeur is different material, you do not fit the Criteria
Candy, apple, interior
Do not step in my area
Came in with blicks, it gets scarier
You not Valeur, you inferior
I don't gotta explain
I've been going through pain
Gotta take it day by day
Like certain things can't be the same
Niggas say I change
Like, nigga, what is you saying
I ain't fucking playing
My niggas pop out spraying
Hold on
Like, Vrrrtt bow
I went to Maine just to pick up some pounds
Don't even bother if ain't no loud
I'll serve you an ounce, then I got a bounce
To get to the top, had to start from the ground
Up in my trap, there's never a drought
Ready for war, so don't fuck around
They heard Valeur fell in love with the sound
Like Nike you just do it, I ain't finna talk
Can't fuck with no legs, she finna walk
Came from the back like Rosa Park
I stay with my iron like Tony Stark
Ocean State, yeah, I be with the sharks
Trapping all day until it get dark
Hit me for pack, I made a bag off the carts
Big Valeur I just rap for the art
She told me do you so ima do me
Making a movie, recording a scene
I get the breash, that's guaranteed
Gotta keep shit player, I ain't wear no cleats
If you can't stand me, then bitch take a seat
Fly to L.A, be back in a week
I'm with a Baba Treash
I came from the trenches, I speak for the streets
She don't know I come from the mud
No Cap! Love is a drug
And you told me don't take too much
Stay armed, and dangerous
Tell them niggas don't play with us
Yeah, we keep them things with us
Dame Dolla, yeah, I'm too clutch
If it's up, than you know that it's stuck
Smoking on medical
The grip is impeccable
That's it
Yeah, gotta work with what we got
Fuck it, man
Like one take Jake
I got to go to work soon
I'm going to the sauce house, nigga, 32
Welcome to the sauce house
She told me do you, so I'ma do me
Making a movie, recording a scene
I get the breash, that's guaranteed
Got a keep shit player, I ain't wearing no cleats
If you can't stand me, then bitch take a seat
Fly to L.A, be back in a week
I'm with a baba treash
I came from the trenches, I speak for the streets
She don't know I come out the mud
No cap
Love is a drug
And he told me it con't take too much
Stay armed and dangerous
Tell them niggas don't play with us
Yeah, we keep them things with us
Dame Dolla yeah, I'm too clutch
If it's up, then you know that it's stuck
Smoking on medical
The grip is impeccable
32 hoes, I brought several
Valeur is different material, you do not fit the Criteria
Candy, apple, interior
Do not step in my area
Came in with blicks, it gets scarier
You not Valeur, you inferior
I don't gotta explain
I've been going through pain
Gotta take it day by day
Like certain things can't be the same
Niggas say I change
Like, nigga, what is you saying
I ain't fucking playing
My niggas pop out spraying
Hold on
Like, Vrrrtt bow
I went to Maine just to pick up some pounds
Don't even bother if ain't no loud
I'll serve you an ounce, then I got a bounce
To get to the top, had to start from the ground
Up in my trap, there's never a drought
Ready for war, so don't fuck around
They heard Valeur fell in love with the sound
Like Nike you just do it, I ain't finna talk
Can't fuck with no legs, she finna walk
Came from the back like Rosa Park
I stay with my iron like Tony Stark
Ocean State, yeah, I be with the sharks
Trapping all day until it get dark
Hit me for pack, I made a bag off the carts
Big Valeur I just rap for the art
She told me do you so ima do me
Making a movie, recording a scene
I get the breash, that's guaranteed
Gotta keep shit player, I ain't wear no cleats
If you can't stand me, then bitch take a seat
Fly to L.A, be back in a week
I'm with a Baba Treash
I came from the trenches, I speak for the streets
She don't know I come from the mud
No Cap! Love is a drug
And you told me don't take too much
Stay armed, and dangerous
Tell them niggas don't play with us
Yeah, we keep them things with us
Dame Dolla, yeah, I'm too clutch
If it's up, than you know that it's stuck
Smoking on medical
The grip is impeccable
That's it
Yeah, gotta work with what we got
Fuck it, man
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Writer(s): Junior Taveras
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