[Intro: YN Jay]
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
(It's a Wayne beat)
I mean like
Free Big Meech, you know what I’m sayin'? (Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)
Real street nigga, dog
My nigga really changed the world, you know what I mean?
And it’s, y'all know what time it is?
Alright
[Verse 1: YN Jay]
BMF wintertime, black fur coat
Bad bitch in the club, let me fuck first
I can tell by your wrist you don't cut work
I be sellin' straight drop, you the type of nigga cut work
Bro just quit his job, he said fuck work
Fiend called me on the first, got me up first
Early bird get the worm, I get up first
How you make it to the top, stack it up first
You gotta stack that lil' shit 'til it add up to a lot of shit
Bitch keep callin' while I'm out tryna catch plays, I’m finna block this bitch
Diamonds hittin’ hard, on my Rocky shit
Traphouse on Balboa, on my Rocky shit
All them boogers in your watch, you got a snotty wrist
You ain't know your bitch fucked еverybody in the city? You got a thotty bitch
Tryna build an empirе, on my Ghazi shit
Gangland talkin’ 'bout it, on my Mozzy shit
I'm just tryna get rich with my brother like Big Meech and Terry did
I'll make my son beat your ass, you got scary kids
I ain’t got no babies 'cause I'm scared of kids
Like I'm scared to have 'em, you feel me?
I ain't tryna have no kids 'cause this world crazy
No, I ain't no stepdad, but that's my girl baby
Hate drinkin' promethazine, 'cause this shit make me more crazy
How the fuck you nineteen, but got four babies? Damn
That shit too crazy
I don't like to fuck your main bitch 'cause she too crazy
Seven and a half pounds strapped in the carseat like a new baby
Damn
Feel me, I'm just tryna figure out, like, how you niggas—
Like, like, they just wanna know, like, how, how, how we doin' this?
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
(It's a Wayne beat)
I mean like
Free Big Meech, you know what I’m sayin'? (Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)
Real street nigga, dog
My nigga really changed the world, you know what I mean?
And it’s, y'all know what time it is?
Alright
[Verse 1: YN Jay]
BMF wintertime, black fur coat
Bad bitch in the club, let me fuck first
I can tell by your wrist you don't cut work
I be sellin' straight drop, you the type of nigga cut work
Bro just quit his job, he said fuck work
Fiend called me on the first, got me up first
Early bird get the worm, I get up first
How you make it to the top, stack it up first
You gotta stack that lil' shit 'til it add up to a lot of shit
Bitch keep callin' while I'm out tryna catch plays, I’m finna block this bitch
Diamonds hittin’ hard, on my Rocky shit
Traphouse on Balboa, on my Rocky shit
All them boogers in your watch, you got a snotty wrist
You ain't know your bitch fucked еverybody in the city? You got a thotty bitch
Tryna build an empirе, on my Ghazi shit
Gangland talkin’ 'bout it, on my Mozzy shit
I'm just tryna get rich with my brother like Big Meech and Terry did
I'll make my son beat your ass, you got scary kids
I ain’t got no babies 'cause I'm scared of kids
Like I'm scared to have 'em, you feel me?
I ain't tryna have no kids 'cause this world crazy
No, I ain't no stepdad, but that's my girl baby
Hate drinkin' promethazine, 'cause this shit make me more crazy
How the fuck you nineteen, but got four babies? Damn
That shit too crazy
I don't like to fuck your main bitch 'cause she too crazy
Seven and a half pounds strapped in the carseat like a new baby
Damn
Feel me, I'm just tryna figure out, like, how you niggas—
Like, like, they just wanna know, like, how, how, how we doin' this?
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