Cam
Aye, Wavy
Uh
General, General
Uh huh
New drip, bro told me I'm saucious (New drip)
Blue strips, I'm chasing em often (Blue strips)
Word to gang, I know we got more lit (Word to gang)
Can't hang, I'm not in ya orbit baby
I want ya friend she gorgeous (She gorgeous)
She rock designer she a Taurus (She a Taurus)
This is not Gabbana I Diored it (Diored it)
This is Christian I'm done with horses, baby (I'm done)
That's right, let's go, run up the money lets manage it
They seen me spazz out, "oh he could rap now?"
Niggas like "bro let's manage him" (Let's do it)
Went deaf, my pack loud, how I could back out?
That would mean I ain't the man and shit (Pack)
I'm clutcher than last down, how I could I pass out?
Running the beat like I'm Cam and shit (Like cam)
Niggas demanding shit (They are)
Tell me her stomach hurt and it ache her
Can't wait to land and shit (She sick)
Pass me the spliff you know I' m a baker when it's in my hand and shit (It's lit)
Shirt fit perfect it ain't even tailored
It's still on my damage list
I'm killing everything they handing me
Seriously, they can't even chill with me, no chill in me, I'm killing beats
Told her just be real with me, she reeling me, like fishing meat (Like)
I was on the block young, you know damn well ain't no tricking me (Nah)
Balling like I blocked young, I'm a big zip, no nicking me (Like nick young)
Damn, walk around with pants filled with weed I'm smoking chance
That just mean I don't know what's gonna happen it depends (Uh huh)
All I hope from rapping is I end up with deep pants (Bag)
Lord knows ima get money (Bag)
New drip, bro told me I'm saucious (New drip)
Blue strips, I'm chasing em often (Blue strips)
Word to gang, I know we got more lit (Word to gang)
Can't hang, I'm not in ya orbit baby
I want ya friend she gorgeous (She gorgeous)
She rock designer she a Taurus (She a Taurus)
This is not Gabbana I Diored it (Diored it)
This is Christian I'm done with horses, baby (I'm done)
That's right, let's go, run up the money lets manage it
They seen me spazz out, "oh he could rap now?"
Niggas like "bro let's manage him" (Let's do it)
Went deaf, my pack loud, how I could back out?
That would mean I ain't the man and shit (Pack)
I'm clutcher than last down, how I could I pass out?
Running the beat like I'm Cam and shit (Like cam)
Uh
General, General
Uh huh
New drip, bro told me I'm saucious (New drip)
Blue strips, I'm chasing em often (Blue strips)
Word to gang, I know we got more lit (Word to gang)
Can't hang, I'm not in ya orbit baby
I want ya friend she gorgeous (She gorgeous)
She rock designer she a Taurus (She a Taurus)
This is not Gabbana I Diored it (Diored it)
This is Christian I'm done with horses, baby (I'm done)
That's right, let's go, run up the money lets manage it
They seen me spazz out, "oh he could rap now?"
Niggas like "bro let's manage him" (Let's do it)
Went deaf, my pack loud, how I could back out?
That would mean I ain't the man and shit (Pack)
I'm clutcher than last down, how I could I pass out?
Running the beat like I'm Cam and shit (Like cam)
Niggas demanding shit (They are)
Tell me her stomach hurt and it ache her
Can't wait to land and shit (She sick)
Pass me the spliff you know I' m a baker when it's in my hand and shit (It's lit)
Shirt fit perfect it ain't even tailored
It's still on my damage list
I'm killing everything they handing me
Seriously, they can't even chill with me, no chill in me, I'm killing beats
Told her just be real with me, she reeling me, like fishing meat (Like)
I was on the block young, you know damn well ain't no tricking me (Nah)
Balling like I blocked young, I'm a big zip, no nicking me (Like nick young)
Damn, walk around with pants filled with weed I'm smoking chance
That just mean I don't know what's gonna happen it depends (Uh huh)
All I hope from rapping is I end up with deep pants (Bag)
Lord knows ima get money (Bag)
New drip, bro told me I'm saucious (New drip)
Blue strips, I'm chasing em often (Blue strips)
Word to gang, I know we got more lit (Word to gang)
Can't hang, I'm not in ya orbit baby
I want ya friend she gorgeous (She gorgeous)
She rock designer she a Taurus (She a Taurus)
This is not Gabbana I Diored it (Diored it)
This is Christian I'm done with horses, baby (I'm done)
That's right, let's go, run up the money lets manage it
They seen me spazz out, "oh he could rap now?"
Niggas like "bro let's manage him" (Let's do it)
Went deaf, my pack loud, how I could back out?
That would mean I ain't the man and shit (Pack)
I'm clutcher than last down, how I could I pass out?
Running the beat like I'm Cam and shit (Like cam)
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Writer(s): Julian Dinsi
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