True Dat

Aye
ROCKSTARVR be the goat (Aye)
But you already knew that
(Say what? Yeah)
I just got me a lil' check
Damn, already blew that
They see me rappin', they see that I'm snappin'
They asking the homie like who that?
They in my comments, they say imma legend
True that
(Yuh)
She saw my jewelry, she like how it glow
Now that boy can't get his boo back
Was he getting money? The answer was no
Now that boy can't get his crew back
(Say huh? Say what?)
Aye
Finna skrt off in a coupe
Finna skrt off in a two-pack
Yuh
Pockets they hella obese
In other words, they be too fat

(Whoa)
Alrighty back to it
Yuh, yuh, aye
If you diss, imma snap back
Imma clap back
I'm about that
Got a mac-mac
Ratatat-tat
Leave him flat-flat
That's a fact-fact
What about that?
'Bout that?
'Bout that?
Whoa (Aye)
They ask how, I just have fun on the beat
They snoring on me, I cannot let 'em sleep
I'm going hard, I cannot take defeat
They hate on VR because he elite
I get the money and then I repeat
You know that I'm drippin' from head to my feet
With me you can't compete
If you gotta problem, see me in the street

Nigga gotta problem, you know what the fuck Frankstop on (Yeah)
I gotta chop' on me right now and that bitch ready to pop sum' (Whoa)
That boy know he ain't fooling nobody
Why he tryna play possum? (Yeah)
I pull out the nine and it blossom
Ha
True that (Hey)
I gotta hoe, wanna lick on my back
I gotta 556 finna blast
Nigga wanna play, leave him damn near thrashed
Guess where he at? Six feet in the grass
I'm finna go six deep in yo' bitch
I'm finna go six deep in that ass
Im finna hop in a coupe and swerve
I got 180 inside of the dash (Yeah)

I got like 30 inside of the choppa
I got like 80 inside of the mag
I got yo' hoe wanna call me big poppa
Sorry lil' baby but I ain't yo' dad

Choppa gon' eat, finna feed like a llama
Yes imma fiend, imma fiend for the commas
Living my dream, imma keep growing stronger
True Dat



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Writer(s): Izayah Clyburn
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