Oooh Shit
Two Degrees
I got a message say pack delivered
I get the bag I won't turn on a nigga
You know I'm cold give a bitch shivers
You gone shut down I talk above a whisper
Say it's my fault
How the fuck you figure
I rest my case
Got to dismiss you
Bitch I'm the goat
Ain't no room to wiggle
Niggas would choke
If put in my position
Shawty real thick
And walkin like a vixin
Can't get caught up
I still ain't got no children
Ain't talking bout nothing but copping a building
Never seen money attached to the feelings
One thing I always had was gifted vision
Out of my mind like Lil Wayne no ceilings
I got that type of focus I ain't missing
Got to take off I hear the snakes hissing
Oohhh Shit
Fuck it let's talk bout the split
Once the fanbase hear the rest of my songs
Then Ima be rich as a bitch
Ooohh Shit
Feel like I just hit a lick
Knew I was something when Gucci was rappin in 06 bout bricks
Ooohh Shit
Fuck it let's talk bout the split
Let's keep it 20
You start talking 40
You trying to complicate some shit Ooohh Shit
Told her I'm real as it get
You make a list
Talkin bout the best rappers
Then I'm not the one you omit
One thing for sure
You gone win you gone lose
One thing for certain
These bitches gone choose
Waking up daily with something to prove
Don't hit my line talkin bout the fake news
You being average Joe I refuse
You spend your life worried bout some views
Shawty stay busy she plannin a cruise
But when she get back she got 3 interviews
I got good dick wanna read my review
Shawty so pretty them sexy tattoos
Why you invest all yo money on shoe
You doing bad business invest it in you
Always on go all I need is a queue I'm gone be heard
No I won't be subdued
I'm two degrees so my house an igloo
Finna wake up cause these bitches on snooze
Oohhh Shit
Fuck it let's talk bout the split
Once the fanbase hear the rest of my songs
Then Ima be rich as a bitch
Ooohh Shit
Feel like I just hit a lick
Knew I was something when Gucci was rappin in 06 bout bricks
Ooohh Shit
Fuck it let's talk bout the split
Let's keep it 20
You start talking 40
You trying to complicate some shit Ooohh Shit
Told her I'm real as it get
You make a list
Talkin bout the best rappers
Then I'm not the one you omit
I got a message say pack delivered
I get the bag I won't turn on a nigga
You know I'm cold give a bitch shivers
You gone shut down I talk above a whisper
Say it's my fault
How the fuck you figure
I rest my case
Got to dismiss you
Bitch I'm the goat
Ain't no room to wiggle
Niggas would choke
If put in my position
Shawty real thick
And walkin like a vixin
Can't get caught up
I still ain't got no children
Ain't talking bout nothing but copping a building
Never seen money attached to the feelings
One thing I always had was gifted vision
Out of my mind like Lil Wayne no ceilings
I got that type of focus I ain't missing
Got to take off I hear the snakes hissing
Oohhh Shit
Fuck it let's talk bout the split
Once the fanbase hear the rest of my songs
Then Ima be rich as a bitch
Ooohh Shit
Feel like I just hit a lick
Knew I was something when Gucci was rappin in 06 bout bricks
Ooohh Shit
Fuck it let's talk bout the split
Let's keep it 20
You start talking 40
You trying to complicate some shit Ooohh Shit
Told her I'm real as it get
You make a list
Talkin bout the best rappers
Then I'm not the one you omit
One thing for sure
You gone win you gone lose
One thing for certain
These bitches gone choose
Waking up daily with something to prove
Don't hit my line talkin bout the fake news
You being average Joe I refuse
You spend your life worried bout some views
Shawty stay busy she plannin a cruise
But when she get back she got 3 interviews
I got good dick wanna read my review
Shawty so pretty them sexy tattoos
Why you invest all yo money on shoe
You doing bad business invest it in you
Always on go all I need is a queue I'm gone be heard
No I won't be subdued
I'm two degrees so my house an igloo
Finna wake up cause these bitches on snooze
Oohhh Shit
Fuck it let's talk bout the split
Once the fanbase hear the rest of my songs
Then Ima be rich as a bitch
Ooohh Shit
Feel like I just hit a lick
Knew I was something when Gucci was rappin in 06 bout bricks
Ooohh Shit
Fuck it let's talk bout the split
Let's keep it 20
You start talking 40
You trying to complicate some shit Ooohh Shit
Told her I'm real as it get
You make a list
Talkin bout the best rappers
Then I'm not the one you omit
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Writer(s): Jonathan Curry
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