CROP

Yea yeah
Yeaa Yeah
I'm fuckin' with me
It's just the me for me
Crop these lil niggas outta the picture
So it ain't no need to speak
The choppa gone speak for me
The money gone speak for me
The hustle gone speak for
I'm fuckin' with it, I'm fuckin' with it
I'm fuckin' with me!
These niggas is enemies
They was my friends when money was limited, yeah
My hustle unlimited
Ballin' on benefits I got no sympathy, yeah
My aunt went to Gramlin
Mom went to Stillman
I'm just a gremlin, yea
Fuck all that mumblin'
You hear my tummy, it's humblin' - Yeah
Fuck what a nigga talk
I ain't gotta say shit
All these flows I'm in the bottom of the basement
Now I'm takin' off niggas can't say shit
I'm in my spaceship whoa!
Fuck what a nigga been thinkin'
I'm bout to do it point blankly yeah
And thankin' Benjamin Franklin
Got a nigga in his graces yeah
Hustle on benefits, ballin on benefits
I got no sympathy yeah
Why they want fuck with me
They cannot fuck with me
Ain't got no feelings - no, yeah
Hustle up, Hustle up
Fuck with the customers, its on
Aye, we do this shit, its lucrative
The money get long, its' me Bitch
It's just the me for me
Crop these lil niggas outta the picture
So it ain't no need to speak
The choppa gone speak for me
The money gone speak for me
The hustle gone speak for
I'm fuckin' with it, I'm fuckin' with it
I'm fuckin' with me!
It's these bad bitches all on my dick
It's these niggas they be hatin' on my riches
It's my momma she be all in my business
It's my girl she be all in her feelings
Why they always fuckin' with me
From the hallways to out on the streets
Know I always walk like a G
And somehow it's always a problem with me
They hear my music, yeah they fuckin with it
Stack the chips like pringles Imma fuckin' get it
Lil momma a demon, and Imma menace
So she not gone play like she in love with me, yeah
It's a new season and nigga I see this shit
I'm bout to seize it
And niggas on top of the bread like some seasonin'
I'm bout to heat this shit nigga I'll eat this shit, yeah
Life did me mean and shit, that's why I mean this shit
Ain't no defeating me yea
Fake love you can keep that shit, Drama just keep that shit
I'on know what a feature is huh
Ask about it, yeah the fuckin' with it
I'on ask about it that's they fuckin' business
This a snitchin culture
Everything you say they'll run off with it
So I'm fuckin' with me
It's just the me for me
Crop these lil niggas outta the picture
So it ain't no need to speak
Motion Picture 4K, you gon need to see it
Makin' movies, you gon need a sequel
On my P's and Q's, I need them B's
Keep fuckin' with me, you gone see them G's
Nigga



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Writer(s): Lance Markeith Felton, Yahor Sharenda
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