Ego Boost (feat. Tittymanspook)
Skinon an alligator is how tough I go
Swear they must be fresh out of rehab the way they ducking smoke
They said that they tired of me winning
Say they gon' up the score
Mouse and level dance on you niggas
Like shit I bet you won't
Everyday I got that shit on
Be fresh from head to toe
This life was already written
But is it legible
Big moves that I made in silence
Shit you would never know
Shut the fuck up when I'm talking
Like bitch you better close your mouth
I had to grind through the doubt
Gotta strike while the iron hot
No burger I get In N Out
Jiggy nigga on the west coast
But just know I was raised in the south
Don't run from problems just walk em down
Like what the lick read
Yeah my mirror dirty but my fit clean
Its different when you know you got it
You ain't yelling pick me
Think I ain't like that bitch please
I'm big stepping on pipsqueaks
Just a lil nigga now I'm older doing big things
Step in the booth for a quick ego boost man
I'm in here with my brother Spook
336 shit
I keep shitting on niggas they can't afford the plunging
G spot to the skrilla you know I keep it coming
I turn dirt into diamonds I turn nothing into something
And Trap called the Citgo that gas I'm steady pumping
Chasing hoes? Bitch please, did ya momma name you money?
I get them checks earn my stripes no Nike or adidas
I ain't rocking sneakers bitch you know I'm rocking creatures
Flyer than an eagle steady maxing out the fucking meter
If this was the 90s them junkies blow up my beeper
I gotta thick fine shit put her ass up inna two seater
I'm rolling up that fye pack we blowing out that ether
And life ain/t sweet but its a gift because Im stacking bows
Ramadan I get to it fast and you a slow poke
See you fuck niggas steady hating because it's on the floor
If you got hate in your heart my nigga hit the door
Ennie Minnie Minnie Moe
Which pussy next to go
Keep standing on business done fucked around and stubbed my toe
My nigga he pass me the ball, I threw the alley
that's that give and go
And if wavy rocking with it nigga Ima roll
When the mission is complete nigga vamonos
It feels good to have soul that I never sold
Swear they must be fresh out of rehab the way they ducking smoke
They said that they tired of me winning
Say they gon' up the score
Mouse and level dance on you niggas
Like shit I bet you won't
Everyday I got that shit on
Be fresh from head to toe
This life was already written
But is it legible
Big moves that I made in silence
Shit you would never know
Shut the fuck up when I'm talking
Like bitch you better close your mouth
I had to grind through the doubt
Gotta strike while the iron hot
No burger I get In N Out
Jiggy nigga on the west coast
But just know I was raised in the south
Don't run from problems just walk em down
Like what the lick read
Yeah my mirror dirty but my fit clean
Its different when you know you got it
You ain't yelling pick me
Think I ain't like that bitch please
I'm big stepping on pipsqueaks
Just a lil nigga now I'm older doing big things
Step in the booth for a quick ego boost man
I'm in here with my brother Spook
336 shit
I keep shitting on niggas they can't afford the plunging
G spot to the skrilla you know I keep it coming
I turn dirt into diamonds I turn nothing into something
And Trap called the Citgo that gas I'm steady pumping
Chasing hoes? Bitch please, did ya momma name you money?
I get them checks earn my stripes no Nike or adidas
I ain't rocking sneakers bitch you know I'm rocking creatures
Flyer than an eagle steady maxing out the fucking meter
If this was the 90s them junkies blow up my beeper
I gotta thick fine shit put her ass up inna two seater
I'm rolling up that fye pack we blowing out that ether
And life ain/t sweet but its a gift because Im stacking bows
Ramadan I get to it fast and you a slow poke
See you fuck niggas steady hating because it's on the floor
If you got hate in your heart my nigga hit the door
Ennie Minnie Minnie Moe
Which pussy next to go
Keep standing on business done fucked around and stubbed my toe
My nigga he pass me the ball, I threw the alley
that's that give and go
And if wavy rocking with it nigga Ima roll
When the mission is complete nigga vamonos
It feels good to have soul that I never sold
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Johnson, Torey Evans
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