I gotta clean slate
Bitch I gotta clean slate
Please don't make me activate my hate
Every time I turn around I'm in another state
And I can't wait
I be praying for the mansion with the gate
Faggot nigga, I gotta get rich
Please don't make me put you in a ditch
If a hater start snitching
They gon' get stitched
I don't know who real
Cuz they all switched
Chilling somewhere secluded cuz I'm not a hata
If a nigga come for me
I'm swallowing him up like a alligator
Every night I pray to the stars
That I don't end up behind bars
I just wanna drive fancy cars
My tears not filling up no jars
No I won't cry you a river
I just wanna put that fear in you
That make your soul shiver
And make the toughest nigga quiver
I drink so much tequila I can feel it in my liver
Imma head to the hot tub and the sauna
And smoke some fire marijuana
I came to the woods to stay away from the beach
But I still gotta lesson to the street that I gotta teach
Gotta get the dollars can't be looking like a leach
Hope you're listening cuz I'm not trying to preach
Stay off the block late at night
Or you could get popped
If you don't want that to happen
You need to create another plot
If you don't wanna sleep on a cot
Just try to be everything that they're not
Do the getting and don't get got
Cuz it could get hot
Like water boiling in a pot
Catch me chilling in your lot
I won't be at the casino
I don't need to hit another slot
Niggas lying their circle not smaller than a dot
That's how they get popped
I won't be at the casino
I don't need to hit another slot
Niggas lying their circle not smaller than a dot
That's how they get popped
Bitch I gotta clean slate
Please don't make me activate my hate
Every time I turn around I'm in another state
And I can't wait
I be praying for the mansion with the gate
Faggot nigga, I gotta get rich
Please don't make me put you in a ditch
If a hater start snitching
They gon' get stitched
I don't know who real
Cuz they all switched
Catch me by the palm trees
Rolling up my sleeves
And then grab some Florida water
And get down on my knees
To pray to a higher power
Imma need about an hour
While I mix the Florida water
With the flour
I pray to the spirit so I won't be sour
The devil looking for someone to devour
And I won't he his coward
He's prowling around like a roaring lion
That's why I'm still heading up to Zion
All that fake stuff they selling
I'm not buying
Nigga I'm not lying
I'm still trying
I can't be living in the gutter
I gotta get the bread and butter
Nigga did I stutter
Imma get on a plane to Mexico
And then take a cruise
I'm dodging all the niggas that left a big bruise
You won't catch me on the news
Control your anger you can't be blowing like a fuse
Nigga I don't wanna use
And I don't wanna lose
Chilling by the river on some new shit
Trying to make another rap hit
Fuck who you with
And I still can't sit
Rest in peace to my pit
And niggas I'm still lit
And I'm popping at fake bitches
Like I'm popping a zit
And I'm making shit hot like a oven mitt
I haven't gotten all the money
That imma get
And I still don't fit
I ain't sipping no brews
Niggas know I'm classy
I'm not wearing no Trues
Bitch I gotta clean slate
Please don't make me activate my hate
Every time I turn around I'm in another state
And I can't wait
I be praying for the mansion with the gate
Faggot nigga, I gotta get rich
Please don't make me put you in a ditch
If a hater start snitching
They gon' get stitched
I don't know who real
Cuz they all switched
Please don't make me activate my hate
Every time I turn around I'm in another state
And I can't wait
I be praying for the mansion with the gate
Faggot nigga, I gotta get rich
Please don't make me put you in a ditch
If a hater start snitching
They gon' get stitched
I don't know who real
Cuz they all switched
Chilling somewhere secluded cuz I'm not a hata
If a nigga come for me
I'm swallowing him up like a alligator
Every night I pray to the stars
That I don't end up behind bars
I just wanna drive fancy cars
My tears not filling up no jars
No I won't cry you a river
I just wanna put that fear in you
That make your soul shiver
And make the toughest nigga quiver
I drink so much tequila I can feel it in my liver
Imma head to the hot tub and the sauna
And smoke some fire marijuana
I came to the woods to stay away from the beach
But I still gotta lesson to the street that I gotta teach
Gotta get the dollars can't be looking like a leach
Hope you're listening cuz I'm not trying to preach
Stay off the block late at night
Or you could get popped
If you don't want that to happen
You need to create another plot
If you don't wanna sleep on a cot
Just try to be everything that they're not
Do the getting and don't get got
Cuz it could get hot
Like water boiling in a pot
Catch me chilling in your lot
I won't be at the casino
I don't need to hit another slot
Niggas lying their circle not smaller than a dot
That's how they get popped
I won't be at the casino
I don't need to hit another slot
Niggas lying their circle not smaller than a dot
That's how they get popped
Bitch I gotta clean slate
Please don't make me activate my hate
Every time I turn around I'm in another state
And I can't wait
I be praying for the mansion with the gate
Faggot nigga, I gotta get rich
Please don't make me put you in a ditch
If a hater start snitching
They gon' get stitched
I don't know who real
Cuz they all switched
Catch me by the palm trees
Rolling up my sleeves
And then grab some Florida water
And get down on my knees
To pray to a higher power
Imma need about an hour
While I mix the Florida water
With the flour
I pray to the spirit so I won't be sour
The devil looking for someone to devour
And I won't he his coward
He's prowling around like a roaring lion
That's why I'm still heading up to Zion
All that fake stuff they selling
I'm not buying
Nigga I'm not lying
I'm still trying
I can't be living in the gutter
I gotta get the bread and butter
Nigga did I stutter
Imma get on a plane to Mexico
And then take a cruise
I'm dodging all the niggas that left a big bruise
You won't catch me on the news
Control your anger you can't be blowing like a fuse
Nigga I don't wanna use
And I don't wanna lose
Chilling by the river on some new shit
Trying to make another rap hit
Fuck who you with
And I still can't sit
Rest in peace to my pit
And niggas I'm still lit
And I'm popping at fake bitches
Like I'm popping a zit
And I'm making shit hot like a oven mitt
I haven't gotten all the money
That imma get
And I still don't fit
I ain't sipping no brews
Niggas know I'm classy
I'm not wearing no Trues
Bitch I gotta clean slate
Please don't make me activate my hate
Every time I turn around I'm in another state
And I can't wait
I be praying for the mansion with the gate
Faggot nigga, I gotta get rich
Please don't make me put you in a ditch
If a hater start snitching
They gon' get stitched
I don't know who real
Cuz they all switched
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Writer(s): Thea Arnold
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