[Verse 1: Drux]
Walk in the function, it’s a stare off
Haters blow up my inbox
I love to fake it, it’s a paradox
Wake up in the morning, time to set it off
I do what I want, I'm with the scrap club
I can get all that you got, but I can't care enough
Swag way too hard, you can't compete
What's wrong with y'all? Just have fun please
Maxed credit card, shopping mall spree
Cash can't withdraw, we growing money trees
We do what we do best
I think I fucked up my whole head
It's too much, I can't express
Let's turn up 'til we're dead
[Verse 2: tenkay]
In Brooklyn sippin' on Hennessy wit' Ren, dawg
Talk down, I might knock your shit off
I get play time, I don't sit out
I be outside, nigga, you be on thе couch
3 a.m. and the drugs got me slouched
Hе ain't know I put dick in his spouse
Take it out, put it deep in her mouth
Niggas plottin', stayin' on the look out
I can read 'em, don't gotta pull the book out
Feel like ESG, you know I sail the south
Now, give me the loot right now
Down, bitch nigga, pipe down
My shooter clutch like Robert Horry so you know he can't ever put the pipe down
Sippin' on purple like Grimace, come lean wit' me
It ain't my fault that ya bitch wanna leave wit' me
Throw me a price and I might let you speak wit' me
Say he got bands, show it
She gon' dance when the bands I'm throwin'
Make her forget about her man like nothin'
Mane, niggas know, niggas know how I'm comin'
They see 1c, and respect, they gon' show it
Come on, come on
Fuck them boys and the set they throwin'
I tell that bitch, "Give me neck, deep throat it"
#DTB 'cause these hoes be goin'
#DTB don't trust bitches
I can't let 'em throw me off my mission
I don't know how to subtract, only addition
Only time I ever sat in class was detention
Sign my name on ya bitch jus' like a petition
I feel like Young Thug, runnin' up the digits
I'm Beck Oliver, nigga, you Sinjin
Stay talkin' that shit but where is you gettin'
Don't think you off the hook, I'm jus' goin' fishin'
Got #onechance iced out on the pendant
Like my bitches better when they independent
Give a bitch money, you must be trippin'
All she tryn' do is get some dough up out me
Nine times outta ten, ya bitch know about me
The half, you don't even snow about it
The half, you don't even snow about it
Walk in the function, it’s a stare off
Haters blow up my inbox
I love to fake it, it’s a paradox
Wake up in the morning, time to set it off
I do what I want, I'm with the scrap club
I can get all that you got, but I can't care enough
Swag way too hard, you can't compete
What's wrong with y'all? Just have fun please
Maxed credit card, shopping mall spree
Cash can't withdraw, we growing money trees
We do what we do best
I think I fucked up my whole head
It's too much, I can't express
Let's turn up 'til we're dead
[Verse 2: tenkay]
In Brooklyn sippin' on Hennessy wit' Ren, dawg
Talk down, I might knock your shit off
I get play time, I don't sit out
I be outside, nigga, you be on thе couch
3 a.m. and the drugs got me slouched
Hе ain't know I put dick in his spouse
Take it out, put it deep in her mouth
Niggas plottin', stayin' on the look out
I can read 'em, don't gotta pull the book out
Feel like ESG, you know I sail the south
Now, give me the loot right now
Down, bitch nigga, pipe down
My shooter clutch like Robert Horry so you know he can't ever put the pipe down
Sippin' on purple like Grimace, come lean wit' me
It ain't my fault that ya bitch wanna leave wit' me
Throw me a price and I might let you speak wit' me
Say he got bands, show it
She gon' dance when the bands I'm throwin'
Make her forget about her man like nothin'
Mane, niggas know, niggas know how I'm comin'
They see 1c, and respect, they gon' show it
Come on, come on
Fuck them boys and the set they throwin'
I tell that bitch, "Give me neck, deep throat it"
#DTB 'cause these hoes be goin'
#DTB don't trust bitches
I can't let 'em throw me off my mission
I don't know how to subtract, only addition
Only time I ever sat in class was detention
Sign my name on ya bitch jus' like a petition
I feel like Young Thug, runnin' up the digits
I'm Beck Oliver, nigga, you Sinjin
Stay talkin' that shit but where is you gettin'
Don't think you off the hook, I'm jus' goin' fishin'
Got #onechance iced out on the pendant
Like my bitches better when they independent
Give a bitch money, you must be trippin'
All she tryn' do is get some dough up out me
Nine times outta ten, ya bitch know about me
The half, you don't even snow about it
The half, you don't even snow about it
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