Shut Up
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Woah
Yeah, these niggas know I'm coming different, I'm on a mission
I'm with the gang and we living, I got a boy he ain't missing
No I ain't dissing, tell these niggas, shut up and listen (Woah)
Ima real slime, I be hissing, all of these niggas be bitching
I stay efficient, no ho, we ain't doin' kissing, walk on the beat I be trippin' (Ugh)
Don't even mention, Ima young nigga with money, don't ever call me a lil' citizen
My first love was a Benjamin
These niggas hoes on the internet, posting they moves, they be tellin' it
She want me to cuff, but I ain't settling
7.62s, hit yo' body, you know we ain't wrestling, ayy
Don't talk about money, don't mention it
If she hurt my bro, I ain't letting it
I'm in my element
Lame ass nigga, wanna file a testament (Oou)
He dissing me on the gram, I don't even wanna see, cause that nigga irrelevant
He just embarrassing, I'm in my bag, I'm so elegant
She give me her head, she intelligent, if I get the play, then I'm sending it
Don't follow the rules, I be bending it, I'm giving out money, I'm lending it (Oou)
Two thousand on the feet, that nigga wanna be me
Ima see what you got lets meet, I know she want the dick lets link (Yeah)
I'm really what I be, I do what you can't see
I'm goin' to the league, while you stuck in the D
Nigga
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Woah
Yeah, these niggas know I'm coming different, I'm on a mission
I'm with the gang and we living, I got a boy he ain't missing
No I ain't dissing, tell these niggas, shut up and listen (Woah)
Ima real slime, I be hissing, all of these niggas be bitching
I stay efficient, no ho, we ain't doin' kissing, walk on the beat I be trippin' (Ugh)
Don't even mention, Ima young nigga with money, don't ever call me a lil' citizen
My first love was a Benjamin
These niggas hoes on the internet, posting they moves, they be tellin' it
She want me to cuff, but I ain't settling
7.62s, hit yo' body, you know we ain't wrestling, ayy
Don't talk about money, don't mention it
If she hurt my bro, I ain't letting it
I'm in my element
Lame ass nigga, wanna file a testament (Oou)
He dissing me on the gram, I don't even wanna see, cause that nigga irrelevant
He just embarrassing, I'm in my bag, I'm so elegant
She give me her head, she intelligent, if I get the play, then I'm sending it
Don't follow the rules, I be bending it, I'm giving out money, I'm lending it (Oou)
Two thousand on the feet, that nigga wanna be me
Ima see what you got lets meet, I know she want the dick lets link (Yeah)
I'm really what I be, I do what you can't see
I'm goin' to the league, while you stuck in the D
Nigga
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Writer(s): Phillip Ranson
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