[Intro]
(R-R-R-Remedy)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Don't jump at nothin' you can't handle
Bitch, you bad as fuck with no standards
Bro, he tryna clean a nigga top, too much dandruff
They said he spiced up, get alert, no AMBER
Any nigga tuckin' in they chains is no-factors
I just bought my bitch some earrings, I'm romantic
I can hop inside the AMG, I go faster
I don't even run the Instagram, they gon' amp it
Niggas always talkin' 'til we see 'em, no static
I'ma keep sayin' I need a mil', it's gon' happen
Bitch, you let the lights go to your head, you so average
Show them people how you really live, you so plastic
Yeah, I know I'm known, but baby, please, no cameras
I could put you on that big screen, no plasma
City College, I was doin' scams on campus (Yeah)
The last nigga triеd to put on a show and got canceled
[Chorus]
Bitch, you know I really bе with thugs, no rappers
I can pass lil' bro the wop, he gon' stamp you
Playin' with some chicken, wrap up, she gon' trap you
I just put eighty around my neck, it's no acting
I been doin' numbers on the road, no basket
Niggas wanna see you in a suit with no casket
I can really post up on the block in high fashion
Bitch already know we keep straps, so stop askin'
(R-R-R-Remedy)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Don't jump at nothin' you can't handle
Bitch, you bad as fuck with no standards
Bro, he tryna clean a nigga top, too much dandruff
They said he spiced up, get alert, no AMBER
Any nigga tuckin' in they chains is no-factors
I just bought my bitch some earrings, I'm romantic
I can hop inside the AMG, I go faster
I don't even run the Instagram, they gon' amp it
Niggas always talkin' 'til we see 'em, no static
I'ma keep sayin' I need a mil', it's gon' happen
Bitch, you let the lights go to your head, you so average
Show them people how you really live, you so plastic
Yeah, I know I'm known, but baby, please, no cameras
I could put you on that big screen, no plasma
City College, I was doin' scams on campus (Yeah)
The last nigga triеd to put on a show and got canceled
[Chorus]
Bitch, you know I really bе with thugs, no rappers
I can pass lil' bro the wop, he gon' stamp you
Playin' with some chicken, wrap up, she gon' trap you
I just put eighty around my neck, it's no acting
I been doin' numbers on the road, no basket
Niggas wanna see you in a suit with no casket
I can really post up on the block in high fashion
Bitch already know we keep straps, so stop askin'
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