Xhu on the mix
Haha, yeah, hahaha, aye (Whip Up, Fornuto!)
I just got too much on my plate right now, I just need to get it off my chest, you feel me? (Yeah, yeah!)
Yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah ah yeah! Okay!
Mama gave me a chain she said she proud of me (Said she proud of me)
I spilled too much lean up on my Prada jeans (Up on my Prada jeans)
They say I’m so good, man, I’m a prodigy (That I’m a prodigy)
Too much lies I heard, I need some honesty (I need some honesty)
These boys ain’t so good, they need some quality (They need some quality)
Too much on my plate, but it ain’t hot as me (But it ain’t hot as me)
You kids ain’t so funny, this ain’t comedy (This ain’t comedy)
I can see the hate coming, it ain’t a prophecy (Ain’t a prophecy, blatt!)
Tommy pillow under my head, I’m sleeping comfortably (I’m sleeping comfortably, yeah)
Louis mattress on my bed, I’m sleeping wonderfully (I’m sleeping wonderfully, yeah)
Florida opps sayin’ I’m green, that’s what the money be (What the money be)
And my fit yellow and black just like a honeybee (Blatt! Like a honeybee, aye)
That boy, he a troll, we got poles, with them scopes (Yeah)
2 Twin Glocks gon’ blow, let you know, we fasho (Woah)
Run up on that boy, and we taking what he own (Yeah)
We with all of that, so we gon’ pistol whip his dome (Pistol whip his dome)
Am I saying that I’m better than you? I guess I’m going a little further than you are, Yeah! I’m better than you. Okay?
Much better than you, you are, garbage. Okay?
If you get a rise out of attacking the powerless, you’re garbage
Haha, yeah, hahaha, aye (Whip Up, Fornuto!)
I just got too much on my plate right now, I just need to get it off my chest, you feel me? (Yeah, yeah!)
Yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah ah yeah! Okay!
Mama gave me a chain she said she proud of me (Said she proud of me)
I spilled too much lean up on my Prada jeans (Up on my Prada jeans)
They say I’m so good, man, I’m a prodigy (That I’m a prodigy)
Too much lies I heard, I need some honesty (I need some honesty)
These boys ain’t so good, they need some quality (They need some quality)
Too much on my plate, but it ain’t hot as me (But it ain’t hot as me)
You kids ain’t so funny, this ain’t comedy (This ain’t comedy)
I can see the hate coming, it ain’t a prophecy (Ain’t a prophecy, blatt!)
Tommy pillow under my head, I’m sleeping comfortably (I’m sleeping comfortably, yeah)
Louis mattress on my bed, I’m sleeping wonderfully (I’m sleeping wonderfully, yeah)
Florida opps sayin’ I’m green, that’s what the money be (What the money be)
And my fit yellow and black just like a honeybee (Blatt! Like a honeybee, aye)
That boy, he a troll, we got poles, with them scopes (Yeah)
2 Twin Glocks gon’ blow, let you know, we fasho (Woah)
Run up on that boy, and we taking what he own (Yeah)
We with all of that, so we gon’ pistol whip his dome (Pistol whip his dome)
Am I saying that I’m better than you? I guess I’m going a little further than you are, Yeah! I’m better than you. Okay?
Much better than you, you are, garbage. Okay?
If you get a rise out of attacking the powerless, you’re garbage
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