Triple S AJ Tracey

[Intro: Sequenta]
Yo, those sneakers are fucking garbage
They look like some orthopedic, old man, fuckin' shoes
Some old man barbecuin' in the backyard
Walk across the street type shoes
Niggas just buyin' them 'cause
They wanna act like they got the money
Most people don't even have the money for that shit
Them shits is ugly as hell
'Cause it's not a fashion statement

[Verse 1]
Doin' one-twenty in the ends (One-twenty)
I lost the top of the Benz (Where?)
I was on the jugg from Oxford Gardens
Peddlin' suttons for a Benz (It's Tom)
Them man better say thank you (Say it)
Them man better make amends (Right now)
'Cause independent top twenty
God forbid when I get a top ten (God forbid)
Back when I was way down (Way down)
No, I couldn't see man then (Nah)
So, you could not see me now (Now)
Never try and call man again (Nah)
Stop that, we are not friends (We're not)
Please go and write your sends (Go write your)
Chanel know that I love their fabrics (Double C's)
This a new season, men's (Season)
My niggas young brown kings (Rise up)
None of us know about treason (Nah)
Bros on roads with the Ferdi
Wallah give ahki a reason (One)
Beef gets peppered and seasoned (Right now)
Comin' like I serve up yard food (Huh?)
Washed old niggas on my dick (Wow)
Dem men are still up on Yahoo (Eugh)