YAKWTFGO

Get my money I get my money on time
Fetti on fetti I'm wetty
He spending put it all on me cus' he know I'm fine
Know no b they cannot compete
Tearin' up these streets swear there ain't my kind
Mode on beast
I ont' pay no lease
Cus I'll kill these beats for a long long time

Uh
Uh Oh
Yeah
What
Owww
They ain't muhfuckin' ready

Yeah
Coming in full swing ona damn beat
Hey batter batter, bitch no hook on me
Mic so wet like an island no Coney
Spitting, better know the vibez like Onle'
Tony Hawk, way I'm grinding
Like a nursery rhyming
Lil shawties dick riding on my tipton
Moesby, nigga I whip up in the booth Kobe's
Nigga take notes 101, Zoe

These niggas all bark there ain't no bite
Call me Chief Keef cus' I don't like big sike
Thought you play me I ain't that type
Told that nigga hit the road, nigga turnpike
This ain't no baseball I don't do strikes
Fuckin' with a bad bitch better come right
Powerpuff girl cus' I got sugar and spice
Running this shit president no vice
"Oh that's Lean on the track?" Yeah that's pro-cise
Bet they sleeping on me like blind mice
That's nice, like Southwest bouta take flight
These rappers like a soda with all ice
Pop for a little then washed up, no sice
Lil' shawty lemme give you some advice
Rap game for the big dawgs no tikes
Swear i'm letting of steam like white rice
And I ain't pop off in a minute
So sorry if you get offended
I hop on the mic, feel like Popeye on spinach
Bro hop in the whip and I bet you he dip to yo block
And I'm sure he gon' spin it
Like nana he pay you a visit
I tell you my gang shawty all about business
That choppa gon' sing like a lyric
I'm ghosting these niggas like spirits
Just like a massage they gon' feel it
I go anywhere it's appearance
Not rich but you see how I'm living
Come up yeah I know that it's giving
A boss, like a car yeah I'm driven
My nuts on they face call em' Griffin
Banana peel I got em' trippin'

Imma beast, imma wolf no Wall Street
Imma kill em' all off where the white sheet
Body niggas leave they ass traced on the concrete
Bitches wonder how I do it, it's a secret
Swear I'm handing out L's like worksheets
Nigga like Halloween I'm too sweet
And you hating ass niggas don't compete
I'm just getting warmed up preheat
Niggas can't hang with me I'm crazy
Gotta whip no key like baby
No one can say they made me
Got the bag bunched up like Brady
Got niggas tryna have my baby
They chances slim like shady
Imma be that bitch till 80
Imma be on top like gravy
Uh

I got the bars, candy
Stay making hits, Randy
Destined to win, Grammy
New and old money, granny
Shawty you mad, Mandy
Shawty got cheeks, Sandy
Drip like a beach, sandy
Pull up in ghost, Danny
Bitch you my son, daddy
These niggas lack, caddy
You know where I'm at, addy



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Writer(s): Pauline Fornah
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