Fearless (feat. Avesworld) [Remix]
Really and truly I don't give a fuck when you talk that shit you only talk on the net
I'm not gonna waste my breath come and say that shit to my face with your chest
I don't rap cap I been in the trap
And what do you know 'bout all dem swinging and chingings and drillings that were done by Z
More time I'm just chasing the bag
Stay out the light and just make that bread
Bad B wanna come give neck
I'm sorry my bad gotta fling this pack
Called the plug for a bag, say less
Bro's got the green that's a sticky mess
Food I cook the cats know it's the best
My drip got all the gyaldem wet
They're like "B where you from?" That's West
It's Ave and BDB when I step on roads fed want see ID
The cats love the THC, turn man CBD, Z love make man bleed
Peng tings love BDB cah i'm not black but still got a BBC
Many man got a lot to talk lately, come and say that to my face I don't C A P
Bad Bs love BDB
Do the want me or the Ps?
Bad B love get on her knees, both hands on her head make her G A G
Nowadays so much love lately like she talking 'bout she want my babies
What the fuck you talking 'bout? Pull Out
Jeet and skeet, I don't wanna be a dad, baby
Got gyal pon my right, got gyal pon my left
Peng tings with big batty and breasts
The pum pum tight and the pum pum wet, come thru, she a dead ting? Next
In the trap no bench I press
On the roads come and rep your set
Back your kweff
Back your bedrin like why the fuck are you running from the gang?
Got gyal pon my right, got gyal pon my left
Peng tings with big batty and breasts
The pum pum tight and the pum pum wet, come thru, she a dead ting? Next
In the trap no bench I press
On the roads come and rep your set
Back your kweff
Back your bedrin like why the fuck are you running from the gang?
Got gal on my right got gal on my left
Only shoot 3's like Steph, Run up on me get cheffed
Cook up a meal that's fresh
Hands on your head get blessed
I ain't been feelin' my best
I just been needin' some rest
Now I'm back and I be better than ever I hop on a feature man no need to stress
Got a lot on my chest
Bought a Rollie and I flood the Patek
Out of this world and I don't need a jet
Too many foreigns I call up my dealer I told him that I need a bag he said bet
Call me Achilles I play with the kitty you give me a Trojan I make her my pet
Flow going silly they call me Meek Milly I'm straight outta SJ I'm repping my set
I ain't done with the drama
First ever like my name was Obama
You stack paper while I'm stacking my commas
You run up on me imma treat you like Lana
I am iconic you sweat in the sauna
I buy her a house you just buyin' her Prada
She callin' me daddy in front of her father
And I be like Will.I.Am I got the power
It's time to go harder
Justin Bieber she be callin' me baby
The way that I'm treatin' her lately the same way I whip the Mercedes
I'm going crazy I'm spazzin' like Drake got a feature from Baby or Wayne
None of my shit sound the same
Told me to stay in my lane
Levels above you a mile high like I did it on planes
Ave why you so insane
Off of the dome now I'm flowin' and flowin' I'm goin' till 3 in the mornin'
I hop on another man shit and then make it my own and I don't get deported
You think that I'm done well I really be just getting started
And I ain't a janitor but I be moppin' the floor with a bucket of rappers
They ain't gettin' close to me just bein' honest, I swear that's a promise
Sonnin' these rappers I call em Adonis, They fathers a GOAT yeah he really be flawless
And I ain't a god but I'm walkin' on water, I still got the drip like I opened the faucet
I'm treatin' these rappers like zits when I pop em'
I'm showin' em Deez Nuts cuz I got em
360 I'm ballin'
Please meet me I ain't callin'
Oh Lord
Got them all whites
One phone call and I got em on sight
2 phone calls and the trigger might bite
Three phone calls then shit I just might
I got that from Tory that shit a long story
They call me a rapper I come with a warning
I don't got a label I'm up in the morning
There better be food on the table, dessert and drink
Cuz damn, I really be starvin' aye
I really be starvin' aye
I'm not gonna waste my breath come and say that shit to my face with your chest
I don't rap cap I been in the trap
And what do you know 'bout all dem swinging and chingings and drillings that were done by Z
More time I'm just chasing the bag
Stay out the light and just make that bread
Bad B wanna come give neck
I'm sorry my bad gotta fling this pack
Called the plug for a bag, say less
Bro's got the green that's a sticky mess
Food I cook the cats know it's the best
My drip got all the gyaldem wet
They're like "B where you from?" That's West
It's Ave and BDB when I step on roads fed want see ID
The cats love the THC, turn man CBD, Z love make man bleed
Peng tings love BDB cah i'm not black but still got a BBC
Many man got a lot to talk lately, come and say that to my face I don't C A P
Bad Bs love BDB
Do the want me or the Ps?
Bad B love get on her knees, both hands on her head make her G A G
Nowadays so much love lately like she talking 'bout she want my babies
What the fuck you talking 'bout? Pull Out
Jeet and skeet, I don't wanna be a dad, baby
Got gyal pon my right, got gyal pon my left
Peng tings with big batty and breasts
The pum pum tight and the pum pum wet, come thru, she a dead ting? Next
In the trap no bench I press
On the roads come and rep your set
Back your kweff
Back your bedrin like why the fuck are you running from the gang?
Got gyal pon my right, got gyal pon my left
Peng tings with big batty and breasts
The pum pum tight and the pum pum wet, come thru, she a dead ting? Next
In the trap no bench I press
On the roads come and rep your set
Back your kweff
Back your bedrin like why the fuck are you running from the gang?
Got gal on my right got gal on my left
Only shoot 3's like Steph, Run up on me get cheffed
Cook up a meal that's fresh
Hands on your head get blessed
I ain't been feelin' my best
I just been needin' some rest
Now I'm back and I be better than ever I hop on a feature man no need to stress
Got a lot on my chest
Bought a Rollie and I flood the Patek
Out of this world and I don't need a jet
Too many foreigns I call up my dealer I told him that I need a bag he said bet
Call me Achilles I play with the kitty you give me a Trojan I make her my pet
Flow going silly they call me Meek Milly I'm straight outta SJ I'm repping my set
I ain't done with the drama
First ever like my name was Obama
You stack paper while I'm stacking my commas
You run up on me imma treat you like Lana
I am iconic you sweat in the sauna
I buy her a house you just buyin' her Prada
She callin' me daddy in front of her father
And I be like Will.I.Am I got the power
It's time to go harder
Justin Bieber she be callin' me baby
The way that I'm treatin' her lately the same way I whip the Mercedes
I'm going crazy I'm spazzin' like Drake got a feature from Baby or Wayne
None of my shit sound the same
Told me to stay in my lane
Levels above you a mile high like I did it on planes
Ave why you so insane
Off of the dome now I'm flowin' and flowin' I'm goin' till 3 in the mornin'
I hop on another man shit and then make it my own and I don't get deported
You think that I'm done well I really be just getting started
And I ain't a janitor but I be moppin' the floor with a bucket of rappers
They ain't gettin' close to me just bein' honest, I swear that's a promise
Sonnin' these rappers I call em Adonis, They fathers a GOAT yeah he really be flawless
And I ain't a god but I'm walkin' on water, I still got the drip like I opened the faucet
I'm treatin' these rappers like zits when I pop em'
I'm showin' em Deez Nuts cuz I got em
360 I'm ballin'
Please meet me I ain't callin'
Oh Lord
Got them all whites
One phone call and I got em on sight
2 phone calls and the trigger might bite
Three phone calls then shit I just might
I got that from Tory that shit a long story
They call me a rapper I come with a warning
I don't got a label I'm up in the morning
There better be food on the table, dessert and drink
Cuz damn, I really be starvin' aye
I really be starvin' aye
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Writer(s): Bronco Da Badman
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