ISUMAD?
Steady counting all this cash, gotta put it in the safe
Steady talking bout them glocks, getting better with my aim
Had to cut off all these friends, don't be fucking with these lames
So when y'all hear me saying slime, I ain't talking bout the gang
I'm the shit around my city, all these bitches wanna hang
I'm the man around my city, all these baddies wanna bang
I be cuttin through the traffic, still be staying in my lane
I'm out here speeding in this Benz, I gotta make it to the bank
Ha, I'm on cash shit
You a mad bitch
Carry 21 bands like a savage
Knocked his glasses off and asked him where his dad went
Got like 3 different cribs, living lavish
Speeding in this Lamborghini praying I don't crash it
I'm the hottest nigga in these puffer jackets
Running through the mall with these bags, it's a bad habit
Talking bout that pencil shit, but I'm past it
Is you, mad or what? Get your money up
Go and, hit the gym, try and lose your gut
I'ma, talk my shit, I don't give a fuck
So watch me, pull up in this Bentley truck
You gotta drop some bands for me to spit on the spot
Ha, otherwise wait for the album to drop
I got these hating niggas jealous tryna fight in the lot
Might just call my killers up and come and knock all they tops
I'ma roll up all this kush and then go straight to the top
On some city boy shit, I got the city on lock
Niggas swear I'm stealing bars but they be tripping like crocs
Keep my name up out your mouth or you get knocked out your socks
Niggas swear I'm talking bout em, I'm just busting they chops
Boy, you really ain't that special, your name ain't even hot
Your girl be asking me to kick it, I don't fuck with them rocks
She was feeling on my Glock until I told her to stop
We on that CYBERPOP Sound, you know we all finna drop
And you could never roll with us, so you can keep what you got
No you cannot see my Rollie, go and find you a clock
I ain't never took no deal, I make you sign on the dot
Is you, mad or what? Get your money up
Go and, hit the gym, try and lose your gut
I'ma, talk my shit, I don't give a fuck
So watch me, dash off in this Bentley truck
Steady talking bout them glocks, getting better with my aim
Had to cut off all these friends, don't be fucking with these lames
So when y'all hear me saying slime, I ain't talking bout the gang
I'm the shit around my city, all these bitches wanna hang
I'm the man around my city, all these baddies wanna bang
I be cuttin through the traffic, still be staying in my lane
I'm out here speeding in this Benz, I gotta make it to the bank
Ha, I'm on cash shit
You a mad bitch
Carry 21 bands like a savage
Knocked his glasses off and asked him where his dad went
Got like 3 different cribs, living lavish
Speeding in this Lamborghini praying I don't crash it
I'm the hottest nigga in these puffer jackets
Running through the mall with these bags, it's a bad habit
Talking bout that pencil shit, but I'm past it
Is you, mad or what? Get your money up
Go and, hit the gym, try and lose your gut
I'ma, talk my shit, I don't give a fuck
So watch me, pull up in this Bentley truck
You gotta drop some bands for me to spit on the spot
Ha, otherwise wait for the album to drop
I got these hating niggas jealous tryna fight in the lot
Might just call my killers up and come and knock all they tops
I'ma roll up all this kush and then go straight to the top
On some city boy shit, I got the city on lock
Niggas swear I'm stealing bars but they be tripping like crocs
Keep my name up out your mouth or you get knocked out your socks
Niggas swear I'm talking bout em, I'm just busting they chops
Boy, you really ain't that special, your name ain't even hot
Your girl be asking me to kick it, I don't fuck with them rocks
She was feeling on my Glock until I told her to stop
We on that CYBERPOP Sound, you know we all finna drop
And you could never roll with us, so you can keep what you got
No you cannot see my Rollie, go and find you a clock
I ain't never took no deal, I make you sign on the dot
Is you, mad or what? Get your money up
Go and, hit the gym, try and lose your gut
I'ma, talk my shit, I don't give a fuck
So watch me, dash off in this Bentley truck
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Writer(s): Wallyphantom
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