fucking up my lungs
(This is the end)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been making shit like this since I was
Okay
I've been, okay
Yeah, okay (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I've been making shit like this since I was young, huh
That nigga talking down on us? We cut your tongue, huh
He got a little bit of pussy, now he sprung, huh
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, huh
Ride with the Garden, we don't play, beam gon' stun, huh
Niggas count me out, but bitch I'm never done, okay
Who close to top 3?
Bitch, there's none
Silly niggas ask for feats, you not the one, okay
We don't rock no Sincler
You gon' need a fucking prayer
Cut these niggas off, niggas lame, I'm a fucking slayer (Bitch)
Diss on us? Can't take back shit
Pussy bitch
Nigga mad he not with gang, mad 'cause he not with the clique
(Bitch)
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, huh
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, okay
Yeah, smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, yeah
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, okay
All this money that I ran through
Your bitch, I done had too
Said I shouldn't do it to 'em, but you know I had to
Niggas used to be above me
I thought that you had moves
Hoes be talking bout my bitch, like your pussy ain't ran through
Ran through the gang, ran through the gang
All my niggas say they got it, but I never see 'em bang
Niggas copy all my style, but I stay in my own lane
I don't got no time for moves, I don't need no love from lames
I don't need no damn support, no these niggas not my friends
They be switching for the camera, niggas love to play pretend
If he with it then I'm with it, if it's up that's where it stay
I don't sneak diss when I beef, you better say it to my face
I been doing shit like this since I was young
Got a bad bitch back at home that always tell me I'm the one
Gotta prove it to these niggas that I'm up, I'll never fall
Smoking all this fucking gas, that shit is fucking up my lungs (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, huh
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, okay
Yeah, smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, yeah
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, okay
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been making shit like this since I was
Okay
I've been, okay
Yeah, okay (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I've been making shit like this since I was young, huh
That nigga talking down on us? We cut your tongue, huh
He got a little bit of pussy, now he sprung, huh
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, huh
Ride with the Garden, we don't play, beam gon' stun, huh
Niggas count me out, but bitch I'm never done, okay
Who close to top 3?
Bitch, there's none
Silly niggas ask for feats, you not the one, okay
We don't rock no Sincler
You gon' need a fucking prayer
Cut these niggas off, niggas lame, I'm a fucking slayer (Bitch)
Diss on us? Can't take back shit
Pussy bitch
Nigga mad he not with gang, mad 'cause he not with the clique
(Bitch)
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, huh
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, okay
Yeah, smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, yeah
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, okay
All this money that I ran through
Your bitch, I done had too
Said I shouldn't do it to 'em, but you know I had to
Niggas used to be above me
I thought that you had moves
Hoes be talking bout my bitch, like your pussy ain't ran through
Ran through the gang, ran through the gang
All my niggas say they got it, but I never see 'em bang
Niggas copy all my style, but I stay in my own lane
I don't got no time for moves, I don't need no love from lames
I don't need no damn support, no these niggas not my friends
They be switching for the camera, niggas love to play pretend
If he with it then I'm with it, if it's up that's where it stay
I don't sneak diss when I beef, you better say it to my face
I been doing shit like this since I was young
Got a bad bitch back at home that always tell me I'm the one
Gotta prove it to these niggas that I'm up, I'll never fall
Smoking all this fucking gas, that shit is fucking up my lungs (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, huh
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, okay
Yeah, smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, yeah
Smoking all this gas, fucking up my lungs, okay
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Writer(s): Kese Ubi
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