Intro

I been layin low bad bitches singin in the trap
I just bought a pint of wok to drink to see how I react
I just f*cked a few bad bitches all of em attached
If we beef it won't be me it's gone be Jesus where you at
I just gave yo homie 10 he finna stab you in the back
You better pray that you ain't gotta see me in that Cadillac
I ain't trippin off no n*gga we got switches we got Macs
You betta how you be movin In this bitch don't attacked
N*gga wake up, you ain't been on shit you better go and get yo cake up
Boy you n*ggas broke you need some work you needa shape up
I ain't got employment for no n*gga who ain't straight up
I done fell in love wit this money I can't break up
I'm gettin paid around the clock
I been Steppin state to state I seen a thousand opps
Drop somebody that's wit me I spin a thousand blocks
You n*ggas p*ssy y'all be talkin to a thousand cops weird sh*t thats why I'm straight on n*ggas
I ain't trynna get revenge I'm gettin pape on n*ggas im movin on my own time I don't wait on n*ggas
Know it ain't my gang if you don't see the rakes on n*ggas, Gang!



Credits
Writer(s): Iggy Pop, David Bowie, David Robert Jones
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