100 Grams
Stick to the script and keep them money plans
The shit feel like I sold 100 grams
I make the package do the running man
We independent fuck the upper hand
Raised by the hustlers you don't understand me
I had to grow up super quick and do it for the family
And oh I felt the pressure got me feeling manly
I got the moves and the vision they don't understand me
Super quick to put a bitch on a freeze get my status up
Thinking I won't leave her cuz I rarely seen as bad as her
Type of misconceptions have you floating put the paddle up
I'm goated I been floating since the ump was yelling batter up
I'm flawless with the routine
We out she order poutine
Long way from noodles this a new thing
Been player since I figured out a few things
My vocals come in too clean
We up reviewing videos I let her pick a few scenes huh
I'm on my ump teeth take
I'm tryna stunt this year
I'm tryna whip some shit the trunk is in the front this year
I'm 1 of 1 but I don't want the local love
I rather 5 percent the coupe and live my life like I'm the plug
T chap
Stick to the script and keep them money plans
The shit feel like I sold 100 grams
I make the package do the running man
We independent fuck the upper hand
Raised by the hustlers you don't understand me
I had to grow up super quick and do it for the family
And oh I felt the pressure got me feeling manly
I got the moves and the vision they don't understand me
I want that Aston Martin vanquish I ain't stopping till l get it my nigga
Don't be silly my nigga
I never let nobody play me like I'm E.L
I know some niggas vacuum sealing sell it like it's retail
My flow been sounding polished find my solace in the details
Brody told yall I was finna shit like he was Ezell
I'm pricing out the e36 and finna sleep well
You ever seen them TV contracts in the email
Grinded for a glimpse of that
These bitches want the feeling back
I rather count a quarter million dollars in a fitted cap
Could never be no city cat
That sit around and pity pat
She like them niggas risking if you wondered where yo bitty at
Respect ain't no discussion mandatory nigga gimmie that
I used to fill up composition pages
Back when diddy rap
Stories from the hood like we posted where the hemi at
My higher self been thanking me thus far cuz I ain't quit it yet let it breathe
The shit feel like I sold 100 grams
I make the package do the running man
We independent fuck the upper hand
Raised by the hustlers you don't understand me
I had to grow up super quick and do it for the family
And oh I felt the pressure got me feeling manly
I got the moves and the vision they don't understand me
Super quick to put a bitch on a freeze get my status up
Thinking I won't leave her cuz I rarely seen as bad as her
Type of misconceptions have you floating put the paddle up
I'm goated I been floating since the ump was yelling batter up
I'm flawless with the routine
We out she order poutine
Long way from noodles this a new thing
Been player since I figured out a few things
My vocals come in too clean
We up reviewing videos I let her pick a few scenes huh
I'm on my ump teeth take
I'm tryna stunt this year
I'm tryna whip some shit the trunk is in the front this year
I'm 1 of 1 but I don't want the local love
I rather 5 percent the coupe and live my life like I'm the plug
T chap
Stick to the script and keep them money plans
The shit feel like I sold 100 grams
I make the package do the running man
We independent fuck the upper hand
Raised by the hustlers you don't understand me
I had to grow up super quick and do it for the family
And oh I felt the pressure got me feeling manly
I got the moves and the vision they don't understand me
I want that Aston Martin vanquish I ain't stopping till l get it my nigga
Don't be silly my nigga
I never let nobody play me like I'm E.L
I know some niggas vacuum sealing sell it like it's retail
My flow been sounding polished find my solace in the details
Brody told yall I was finna shit like he was Ezell
I'm pricing out the e36 and finna sleep well
You ever seen them TV contracts in the email
Grinded for a glimpse of that
These bitches want the feeling back
I rather count a quarter million dollars in a fitted cap
Could never be no city cat
That sit around and pity pat
She like them niggas risking if you wondered where yo bitty at
Respect ain't no discussion mandatory nigga gimmie that
I used to fill up composition pages
Back when diddy rap
Stories from the hood like we posted where the hemi at
My higher self been thanking me thus far cuz I ain't quit it yet let it breathe
Credits
Writer(s): Trayce Chapman
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