Believe Dat

Yeah
Big Bank, Upper rank, Smoking Dank, bitch believe dat
Spin da block one mo 'gain, dumpin' clips, like we don't need dat
I get money in real life, broke boy, you can believe dat
Nigga steady talkin shit, but... we don't believe dat
I be getting paid off the plays, you can believe dat
I just pulled up, and dropped a nigga where the leaves at
I ain't on the gram, I'm with the scams, you can believe dat
Disrespect me and get clapped and I meeeaaannn dat!
Me falling in love with a thot, dont believe dat
Bitch sent a long ass text, I didn't read dat
Nigga say he gettin' money, we never seen dat
Never got it, always askin' "where the weed at?"
Why you shooting in the air, where the trees at
Now you shooting at ground, where someone feet at
Nigga you gon shoot who? We don't believe dat?
Drop the addy, we gon pull up where you be at!
Posted up, masked up, like I'm Hannibal
Big Dog or an Ape, it don't matter, we killing every animal
In the whip, taking more trips than an Uber driver
Nigga we shoot people, we don't shoot at tires
You like to go back and forth, we shoot at liars
I put a nigga in pocket, like I do my lighter
I'm captain of this bitch, let me drive the boat
Tell a bitch, open her and I dived in her throat
I spent 2 on the shoes, and 5 on a coat
You ain't gotta check around, bitch I'm the goat
Trickin' off on a bitch, that's an automatic NOPE
You diss me and my niggas, that's a slippery slope
Fuck breakfast, wake up to a blunt of gas
What you rolled up, smell like a blunt of ass
Come thru, breakin' shit, like we dropped glass
Spin the block, pop a nigga like price tag
We ain't letting y'all niggas eat, we gettin' all the bags
Take a nigga out right now, I got all the trash
I just left the bank, pockets on Franklin Saint
You steady saying what u gon do, but you really ain't!
He saying he gettin' money like me, but he really can't
Went in my bag, pulled out a bankroll,
And damn near made a bitch faint
Somebody get this on the gram, I can't find my phone
Two watches on my wrist, that's the kinda time I'm on

Yeah, uh huh
You can't believe dat
Yeah
You can't believe dat
Spin da block, dumpin' clips, like we don't need dat
Bitch
I get money in real life, you can believe dat
Nigga steady talkin shit, we don't believe dat... at all



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Writer(s): Corey Dennis
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