Huh
Uh-huh, c'mon
Uh-huh, c'mon
Uh-huh, c'mon
Bro just paid ten for a switch, he on that slimy shit, uh-huh
With a ski mask off the perk, he on that grimy shit, uh-huh
On the highway, bumping unreleased, tryna duck the troopers, uh-huh
Trappin' right outside the V, You thought this shit was Uber's
Gang In The back, they got their sticks up, whole team full of shooters
We some bread, winners gettin money, we cannot be losers
Switch go Frrh Frrh, yeah, you see them rulers
I be juggin' on the blocks, I know how to maneuver
This trap shit like a drug, uh-huh, I'm a damn abuser
Started rappin', got some money, now I got the viewers, uh-huh
Get a skimmer, start swipin', bro just got computers, uh-huh
Got an A-plus in the streets, I never got no tutor, uh-huh
Mask off, do a drill, bitch, I'm just not no future, uh-huh
Bro just slidin' with his ski mask, he just got a cruiser, uh-huh
Before I trip over a bitch, I'ma tie my laces
Bro just got a new card, yeah, he got chases', uh-huh
Rappin' shit, tryna hit some shows, yeah, they got the stages, uh-huh
Dice game, wages, uh-huh, labels in my pages, uh-huh
Money, they on bases, uh-huh, only thing I'm chasin', uh-huh
Come on, come on, come on
Uh-huh, uh-huh, come on
Uh-huh, uh-huh, come on
Uh, come on
Come on, come on
Uh-huh, c'mon
Uh-huh, c'mon
Bro just paid ten for a switch, he on that slimy shit, uh-huh
With a ski mask off the perk, he on that grimy shit, uh-huh
On the highway, bumping unreleased, tryna duck the troopers, uh-huh
Trappin' right outside the V, You thought this shit was Uber's
Gang In The back, they got their sticks up, whole team full of shooters
We some bread, winners gettin money, we cannot be losers
Switch go Frrh Frrh, yeah, you see them rulers
I be juggin' on the blocks, I know how to maneuver
This trap shit like a drug, uh-huh, I'm a damn abuser
Started rappin', got some money, now I got the viewers, uh-huh
Get a skimmer, start swipin', bro just got computers, uh-huh
Got an A-plus in the streets, I never got no tutor, uh-huh
Mask off, do a drill, bitch, I'm just not no future, uh-huh
Bro just slidin' with his ski mask, he just got a cruiser, uh-huh
Before I trip over a bitch, I'ma tie my laces
Bro just got a new card, yeah, he got chases', uh-huh
Rappin' shit, tryna hit some shows, yeah, they got the stages, uh-huh
Dice game, wages, uh-huh, labels in my pages, uh-huh
Money, they on bases, uh-huh, only thing I'm chasin', uh-huh
Come on, come on, come on
Uh-huh, uh-huh, come on
Uh-huh, uh-huh, come on
Uh, come on
Come on, come on
Credits
Writer(s): Traven Bryant
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