STILL BE HERE
(Like, what?)
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah-grrah, boom
Like, grrah
Like, what?
Ayo, Sam
Why they think I'm the one that's gon' fail?
Niggas really be doubtin' for real
Off 5th to the Sev, I got me a mil'
Off Message, I got me a mil'
Tell me why you thinkin' I'ma fail?
Niggas hype when niggas go to jail
The shit so sad, never seen non' like it
Roll a dead nigga up and I light it
And I told you that I'ma be here
So, it's really no reason to fear
You could say what you want, I ain't going nowhere
I'ma fuck you all night while I'm pulling your hair
And I swear I ain't get no sleep
Fucking bitches in the back of the Jeep
I'on care what you say, I'on care what you think
I'ma still be here, and you won't ask for a thing
I'm at LA, lookin' for a bad bitch
Fuck a barbie, she gotta be savage
When I pull up on her for that package
She got the gun, and it's right in her maggage
She be on the phone, while I'll be the booth
She hear all my songs before I leave the stu'
And, it's crazy 'cause I wanna leave wit' you
Wanna take a trip and ride the plane wit' you
We could do whatever you like
But, just promise you're not here to fight
You be calling my phone through the night
I be liking that shit, I ain't even gon' lie
Baby, tell me, what's the vibes?
You was lookin' for me, so, now I'm 'bout to slide
Stay patient, take your time
When I fuck from the back, I'ma break her spine
Why the fuck would I tell you a lie?
Niggas know how I'm comin' for mines
I'm in Cali, wit' my .9
If I spot me a opp, then that nigga gon' die
Free Flock, shit ain't right
Can't wait 'till you free, we gon' do what we like
Like, lets go to the stu' for the night
I'm dumpin' on tracks that I ain't even write
Why this bitch think she spending the night?
Had to tell her, that lil' bitch that her uber outside
I'on think that she down for the ride
She told me to fuck her 'til she start to cry
I'm like, "Why?", she don't wanna leave
I'm telling her she gon' be fine
And, I swear I ain't changing my mind
How you say that you wit' me but tellin' a lie?
Why they think I'm the one that's gon' fail?
Niggas really be doubtin' for real
Off 5th to the Sev, I got me a mil'
Off Message, I got me a mil'
Tell me why you thinkin' I'ma fail?
Niggas hype when niggas go to jail
The shit so sad, never seen non' like it
Roll a dead nigga up and I light it
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah-grrah, boom
Like, grrah
Like, what?
Ayo, Sam
Why they think I'm the one that's gon' fail?
Niggas really be doubtin' for real
Off 5th to the Sev, I got me a mil'
Off Message, I got me a mil'
Tell me why you thinkin' I'ma fail?
Niggas hype when niggas go to jail
The shit so sad, never seen non' like it
Roll a dead nigga up and I light it
And I told you that I'ma be here
So, it's really no reason to fear
You could say what you want, I ain't going nowhere
I'ma fuck you all night while I'm pulling your hair
And I swear I ain't get no sleep
Fucking bitches in the back of the Jeep
I'on care what you say, I'on care what you think
I'ma still be here, and you won't ask for a thing
I'm at LA, lookin' for a bad bitch
Fuck a barbie, she gotta be savage
When I pull up on her for that package
She got the gun, and it's right in her maggage
She be on the phone, while I'll be the booth
She hear all my songs before I leave the stu'
And, it's crazy 'cause I wanna leave wit' you
Wanna take a trip and ride the plane wit' you
We could do whatever you like
But, just promise you're not here to fight
You be calling my phone through the night
I be liking that shit, I ain't even gon' lie
Baby, tell me, what's the vibes?
You was lookin' for me, so, now I'm 'bout to slide
Stay patient, take your time
When I fuck from the back, I'ma break her spine
Why the fuck would I tell you a lie?
Niggas know how I'm comin' for mines
I'm in Cali, wit' my .9
If I spot me a opp, then that nigga gon' die
Free Flock, shit ain't right
Can't wait 'till you free, we gon' do what we like
Like, lets go to the stu' for the night
I'm dumpin' on tracks that I ain't even write
Why this bitch think she spending the night?
Had to tell her, that lil' bitch that her uber outside
I'on think that she down for the ride
She told me to fuck her 'til she start to cry
I'm like, "Why?", she don't wanna leave
I'm telling her she gon' be fine
And, I swear I ain't changing my mind
How you say that you wit' me but tellin' a lie?
Why they think I'm the one that's gon' fail?
Niggas really be doubtin' for real
Off 5th to the Sev, I got me a mil'
Off Message, I got me a mil'
Tell me why you thinkin' I'ma fail?
Niggas hype when niggas go to jail
The shit so sad, never seen non' like it
Roll a dead nigga up and I light it
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Writer(s): Samuel Krapah, Jaylen Jackson, Noel Sellars
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