in charge 2 (feat. MIA Beaz)

Aye
Man
I'm in charge again
Niggas always talking bout' that bitch
But I fucked her friend
Aye
I keep it real bitch I can't pretend
Bitch I been that nigga, with all these racks that I fucking spend
Ain't no love in this shit, fuck an X and O
Ball on niggas, got an X-Factor bitch I'm in the zone
I just fucked your bitch while she was calling all on speaker phone
Freaking out bout green while you hunting, bitch its fucking gone
Huh, red lights I cannot go
Bitch I'm copping shit, wholesale like its Costco
Question, where you ever out sad?
Nigga fuck no
Cause these bitches always acting fishy like its Bass Pro
Aye, hunnid miles and running, bitch I'm still jogging
Killed 14 beats in one day, Bitch we Warthoggin'
Bitch I'm always winning nigga, I don't lose often
Kill the pussy then lay it to rest, I need a new coffin
Aye, we can do this automatic
I be standing at the top like an attic
Bitch I love all this money, I'm an addict
Bitch I been that nigga, you can fact check
Young nigga wildin' out, DJ better cut the beat
Bitch I'm with my fleet, balling out bitch we too elite
If you're not my brother then I might as well charge you for feats
Never been inside that field, bitch put up them cleats
Bitch I been the man, stand up
If a nigga is not with me, then he get his bands up
I'm commanding all my troops, now what's up?
Balling with my soldiers, while we giving no fucks

Stay in charge of 'em
Stay in charge of 'em
Stay in charge of 'em
Stay in charge of 'em
Now stay in charge of 'em
Now stay in charge of 'em
Now stay in charge of 'em
Now stay in charge of 'em

Thinking that you know me, I don't know you, You don't know me
Pour a whole eight in the soda, R.I.P Kobe
Only way your bitch can get my time, she gotta blow me
Can't see nothing but my eyes in this mask, I look like Tony
Catching nothing but the top, tunnel vision what I got
Bitch I'm balling like I'm Melo, hoodied up I feel like $NOT
Niggas pull up talking on they undercover, they be cops
I'm the goat, I'm hoping that a nigga say I'm not
Just so I can have a reason, get em' seasoned, then cooked
Better pull up 'fore I put you in the sky, like Captain Hook
I'm fly as hell like Peter Pan
Bet she turn into an eater, she be flexing with these bands
What I'm sippin got me leaning, still can't see me I'm a stand
Jay my blood cousin, we connect just like the LAN
Ready Player One, split-screen I'm on your head
We can chop it up, I'll leave that man red
Only way he get a pass, he in the clan
I was joshing with the hoes, Only thing I think is bills
Infinite just like stones, with a hammer like he deal
All black just like a crow, know we around when it's a kill
Drive the whip just like a tank, this Modern Warfare for real
Fuck a Jake, got this Finn
I just called my nigga Ye, now I'm on the eight again
Got a text, he got em' in, shit I'm on my way again
Put me in the Hall of Fame, you need sliders just to win

(Bitch!)
MIA!



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Writer(s): Jaden Smith
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