Vengeance
Yea yeah let's go yeah
Ayy it's the first of the month
Talk about cash every day
Had to tell em I don't gotta stunt
Back with a vengeance
You dropping I told that boy
Put that shit up
And if he playing with
Krimson Imma leave his
Blood on my sneakers
Head huncho he wanna
Copy the muh fucking reaper
You not even part of the guys
Stop jacking my shit for I
Come and delete ya
I'm about to lose my shit
Niggas really act like bitches
I see you watching my nigga
Why you tryna clock my riches
Niggas must ain't grow up
Talkin about the same old bitches
How you gon stab my back
You was post to be my dog
I don't even check my phone
Whole lotta old missed calls
I just wanna talk my shit
I just wanna talk my shit
Fucking shit up
I should probably right my wrongs
Imma say the same old shit
I should probably write my songs
Yea yeah let's go yeah
Ayy it's the first of the month
Talk about cash every day
Had to tell em I don't gotta stunt
Back with a vengeance
You dropping I told that boy
Put that shit up
And if he playing with
Krimson Imma leave his
Blood on my sneakers
Head huncho he wanna
Copy the muh fucking reaper
You not even part of the guys
Stop jacking my shit for I
Come and delete ya
I'm about to lose my shit
Niggas really act like bitches
I see you watching my nigga
Why you tryna clock my riches
Niggas must ain't grow up
Talkin about the same old bitches
How you gon stab my back
You was post to be my dog
I don't even check my phone
Whole lotta old missed calls
I just wanna talk my shit
I just wanna talk my shit
Ayy it's the first of the month
Talk about cash every day
Had to tell em I don't gotta stunt
Back with a vengeance
You dropping I told that boy
Put that shit up
And if he playing with
Krimson Imma leave his
Blood on my sneakers
Head huncho he wanna
Copy the muh fucking reaper
You not even part of the guys
Stop jacking my shit for I
Come and delete ya
I'm about to lose my shit
Niggas really act like bitches
I see you watching my nigga
Why you tryna clock my riches
Niggas must ain't grow up
Talkin about the same old bitches
How you gon stab my back
You was post to be my dog
I don't even check my phone
Whole lotta old missed calls
I just wanna talk my shit
I just wanna talk my shit
Fucking shit up
I should probably right my wrongs
Imma say the same old shit
I should probably write my songs
Yea yeah let's go yeah
Ayy it's the first of the month
Talk about cash every day
Had to tell em I don't gotta stunt
Back with a vengeance
You dropping I told that boy
Put that shit up
And if he playing with
Krimson Imma leave his
Blood on my sneakers
Head huncho he wanna
Copy the muh fucking reaper
You not even part of the guys
Stop jacking my shit for I
Come and delete ya
I'm about to lose my shit
Niggas really act like bitches
I see you watching my nigga
Why you tryna clock my riches
Niggas must ain't grow up
Talkin about the same old bitches
How you gon stab my back
You was post to be my dog
I don't even check my phone
Whole lotta old missed calls
I just wanna talk my shit
I just wanna talk my shit
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Writer(s): Seth Konadu
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