718
It's Cato the kid from the 718
Just getting started so heaven could wait
The more that I hear all these new niggas cap
It's hard to not sound like I'm starting to hate
My shawty in Rick
She definitely thick
know what you wish
Imagine I miss
The top of my draft
You not even last
Foot on the gas
And hand on the stick
Stop throwing dirt on my name
We 'posed to be fam
I knew you since back of the van
Before all the cash
Or hoes with the wag'
When you used to have faith in the plan
5 star service for the eater
Ain't trynna be dramatic but I need her
Only tell you one time like Bieber
I had to trade my cancer for a Libra
Shit still the same
I'd die for my tribe
Put money over hoes
Won't slide on a vibe
Send a pin for the link
Let her come to my side
She asked what I'm doing
Then send me the eyes
Don't keep 'em close
Cause niggas be wock
The way pussy make brothers change I be shocked
I feel like a rasta
Or like I got metta world peace on my roster
This shit is on lock
Victory sweet
I'll take that for desert
love some bottegas
they go with her skirt
Back of the sprinter
We smoking on earth
Your nigga a hater
Could tell that he hurt
Still in the cut with a heart on my shirt
With some shades in the vip cause my eyes on alert
Valet the whip
Watch it when you reverse
I'm guided by angels
Won't step in a church
This shit a movie
I'm Stanley or Martin
Squad full of ballers don't worry who starting
My bitch in that
She look like a artist
Your bitch on a diet
She look like she starving
Even if I would've gave it break
There's some money I still need to make
There's some rappers I still need to bake
How much sauce of mine is you gon' take?
It's Cato the kid from the 718
Just getting started so heaven could wait
The more that I hear all these new niggas cap
It's hard to not sound like I'm starting to hate
My shawty in Rick
She definitely thick
know what you wish
Imagine I miss
The top of my draft
You not even last
Foot on the gas
And hand on the stick
Just getting started so heaven could wait
The more that I hear all these new niggas cap
It's hard to not sound like I'm starting to hate
My shawty in Rick
She definitely thick
know what you wish
Imagine I miss
The top of my draft
You not even last
Foot on the gas
And hand on the stick
Stop throwing dirt on my name
We 'posed to be fam
I knew you since back of the van
Before all the cash
Or hoes with the wag'
When you used to have faith in the plan
5 star service for the eater
Ain't trynna be dramatic but I need her
Only tell you one time like Bieber
I had to trade my cancer for a Libra
Shit still the same
I'd die for my tribe
Put money over hoes
Won't slide on a vibe
Send a pin for the link
Let her come to my side
She asked what I'm doing
Then send me the eyes
Don't keep 'em close
Cause niggas be wock
The way pussy make brothers change I be shocked
I feel like a rasta
Or like I got metta world peace on my roster
This shit is on lock
Victory sweet
I'll take that for desert
love some bottegas
they go with her skirt
Back of the sprinter
We smoking on earth
Your nigga a hater
Could tell that he hurt
Still in the cut with a heart on my shirt
With some shades in the vip cause my eyes on alert
Valet the whip
Watch it when you reverse
I'm guided by angels
Won't step in a church
This shit a movie
I'm Stanley or Martin
Squad full of ballers don't worry who starting
My bitch in that
She look like a artist
Your bitch on a diet
She look like she starving
Even if I would've gave it break
There's some money I still need to make
There's some rappers I still need to bake
How much sauce of mine is you gon' take?
It's Cato the kid from the 718
Just getting started so heaven could wait
The more that I hear all these new niggas cap
It's hard to not sound like I'm starting to hate
My shawty in Rick
She definitely thick
know what you wish
Imagine I miss
The top of my draft
You not even last
Foot on the gas
And hand on the stick
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Writer(s): Elijah Castro
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