Let’s Be Clear
All these muthafuckin diamonds got me shining ear to ear
Still the youngest nigga winning in this shit let's be clear
These $400 cups I ain't sippin on no beer
I ain't tryna fall in love I'm tryna hit it from the rear
Yeah them people sat me down just like reruns I'm right back
She ain't got no money or no motion I can't pipe that
I'm the type to hit it for one night & you gon wife that
I coulda went & copped a red cat but I like black
I was into flipping packs nah I wasn't trippin off of class
Now i ran prolly a hunnid up just sitting on my ass
How I'm richer than my teachers I got all these niggas mad
Niggas flex a ten stack I'll drop that on a bitches ass
I ain't into allat going back & forth so where the guap at
The fans goin crazy when I spit they tell me drop that
Tell them pussy niggas stop that poppin like a tophat
All that actin hard for the socials when you not that
Road runnin to the bag I'm fuckin up a check
I get money give a fuck about who fuckin on my ex
Tell a hoe to bring a stack & don't come back with nun less
I could get it off the trap or out a bitch thats no sweat
Still the youngest nigga winning in this shit let's be clear
These $400 cups I ain't sippin on no beer
I ain't tryna fall in love I'm tryna hit it from the rear
Yeah them people sat me down just like reruns I'm right back
She ain't got no money or no motion I can't pipe that
I'm the type to hit it for one night & you gon wife that
I coulda went & copped a red cat but I like black
I was into flipping packs nah I wasn't trippin off of class
Now i ran prolly a hunnid up just sitting on my ass
How I'm richer than my teachers I got all these niggas mad
Niggas flex a ten stack I'll drop that on a bitches ass
I ain't into allat going back & forth so where the guap at
The fans goin crazy when I spit they tell me drop that
Tell them pussy niggas stop that poppin like a tophat
All that actin hard for the socials when you not that
Road runnin to the bag I'm fuckin up a check
I get money give a fuck about who fuckin on my ex
Tell a hoe to bring a stack & don't come back with nun less
I could get it off the trap or out a bitch thats no sweat
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Writer(s): Lil Chaos
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