[Intro]
We're not against rap, we're not against rappers (Yeah)
No, my bad, I ain't even mean to say that (Greatest rapper alive man, on the mic, man, mic check)
But we are against those thugs
New phone
Yeah
Gang, gang
Yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Runnin' out ain't no option
Goin' broke ain't even in my thought process
Sub that ho, I got a whole roster
Let go of my swag like an Eggo waffle
Lil' nigga stashin' the baby bottle
Got all this shit, didn't pray about it (Nah)
No haircut, but the ladies love it (Nah)
Do shit, no deal, got the labels salty (Nigga)
Still gun tucked, don't stare that hard
Lil' nigga, it's a nеw sheriff around
Hit the bank, get a bag likе Set It Off
Boy, girl, got gas like Chevron
Controllin' the bitch like an analog
I'm shakin' these bitches like Allen I. (Shakin' these bitches)
I ain't datin', these bitches get carry-out (Yeah)
Back to street, the bitch chew me and spit me out
Could've took the whole world, I ain't even try
Girl, ganger my name, but don't wear it out
If you ain't got a million dollars, then you can be quiet (Shh)
Offer one point five, they better keep bribin'
"Why you ain't drop yet?" Man, being honest
I'm in the crib with the pints, nigga, detoxin'
Stop worryin' 'bout me, get a pee pot
I'm double C shoppin', bitch look like Kylie (I swear to God)
We're not against rap, we're not against rappers (Yeah)
No, my bad, I ain't even mean to say that (Greatest rapper alive man, on the mic, man, mic check)
But we are against those thugs
New phone
Yeah
Gang, gang
Yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Runnin' out ain't no option
Goin' broke ain't even in my thought process
Sub that ho, I got a whole roster
Let go of my swag like an Eggo waffle
Lil' nigga stashin' the baby bottle
Got all this shit, didn't pray about it (Nah)
No haircut, but the ladies love it (Nah)
Do shit, no deal, got the labels salty (Nigga)
Still gun tucked, don't stare that hard
Lil' nigga, it's a nеw sheriff around
Hit the bank, get a bag likе Set It Off
Boy, girl, got gas like Chevron
Controllin' the bitch like an analog
I'm shakin' these bitches like Allen I. (Shakin' these bitches)
I ain't datin', these bitches get carry-out (Yeah)
Back to street, the bitch chew me and spit me out
Could've took the whole world, I ain't even try
Girl, ganger my name, but don't wear it out
If you ain't got a million dollars, then you can be quiet (Shh)
Offer one point five, they better keep bribin'
"Why you ain't drop yet?" Man, being honest
I'm in the crib with the pints, nigga, detoxin'
Stop worryin' 'bout me, get a pee pot
I'm double C shoppin', bitch look like Kylie (I swear to God)
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