Scarce
All hundreds on me I can't do pockets empty
Boy go get yo funds up bitch we got plenty
My brother gon' run it up hit for like twenty
I remember when I ain't have shit then I ran it up didn't ask for help bitch I didn't get any
Too much decisions in front of my face lil boy get the fuck, 'for you get served like a plate At the Denny's
Bitch I mix it up switch it up you got to rethink yo life if you think you could stop me
Bitch I'm numero uno don't give a fuck call me a god ain't nobody gon' top me
I might hit yo bitch up she in the back of the whip steady calling me papi
I had to change my life up every time I look back I see niggas tryn' copy
Wait, what that shit got to do with me
I walk in the back and yo broke ass still in the front tryna get in it for the free
I hit up my plug ain't no hall pass lil niggas fuck out my face better pay the fee
Why these niggas in my face tryn' talk tryn' flaunt like they could compare to me
Ay, ay and I'm up by thirty three
Nigga you not my blood you is not my cuz ain't no muhfucking pedigree
That nigga want war with a dog we gon' serve his ass up like some muhfucking pedigree
These niggas be up in my face showing fake love only thing I see is jealousy, yeah
Boy go get yo funds up bitch we got plenty
My brother gon' run it up hit for like twenty
I remember when I ain't have shit then I ran it up didn't ask for help bitch I didn't get any
Too much decisions in front of my face lil boy get the fuck, 'for you get served like a plate At the Denny's
Bitch I mix it up switch it up you got to rethink yo life if you think you could stop me
Bitch I'm numero uno don't give a fuck call me a god ain't nobody gon' top me
I might hit yo bitch up she in the back of the whip steady calling me papi
I had to change my life up every time I look back I see niggas tryn' copy
Wait, what that shit got to do with me
I walk in the back and yo broke ass still in the front tryna get in it for the free
I hit up my plug ain't no hall pass lil niggas fuck out my face better pay the fee
Why these niggas in my face tryn' talk tryn' flaunt like they could compare to me
Ay, ay and I'm up by thirty three
Nigga you not my blood you is not my cuz ain't no muhfucking pedigree
That nigga want war with a dog we gon' serve his ass up like some muhfucking pedigree
These niggas be up in my face showing fake love only thing I see is jealousy, yeah
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Writer(s): Kareem Lizaire
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