Fuck it I’m back on em
My belt B-A-P-E, my Nikes
They’re Acronym
I swag on the beat and you know
Ain’t no catching him
I cross em out faithfully
Methodist Catholic
I’m tired of niggas, they acting
Like rappers
100% And I’m stamped like a
Passport
I’m smoking on something that’s
Intergalactic
I stick like a magnet, I shine like Orion
I got this feeling inside, I been
Dying
To turn up on niggas, I swear I
Been dying
These niggas they thinking they
Even competing with I ain’t
Even... man okay
I’m taxing that gas, stick it to em
Like crochet
I don’t have no time to complain
Nigga no way
And you can’t be around me you
Lame nigga no way
I can still remember breaking
Down my first 4 way
Breaking down my first 4 way
Still remember breaking down
My first
Turn up
Yeah, had to work my way up
Til the morning stay up
When you mourning stay up
I gotta be aware that shit is a
Must
And I move like the mayor
You better catch up
Ain’t rocking Burberry less I got Ricardo’s on feet know
Everything else gotta match up
I don’t wanna match up
I’m done being next up
Double VVS’d up
My cup CVS’d up
Couldn’t be with my dawgs
Everything was messed up
And I’m shopping tomorrow I
Need to rest up
I could leave you on Mars
But I may or may not
But don’t leave it us
Boy ya need to catch up
I be double T’d up
In a sucker free zone
Just receiving the love
Man I think I’m the 1
Like AT&T
I receive from the plug
Hit the streets then I flood
Nigga down set hut
I could weigh it and bag it but I
Could not dribble
Me and all my niggas split shit
Down the middle
If you slowing me down you get
Kicked to the curb
When I’m stepping out lil nigga
Fresh ain’t the word
Fuck it I’m back on em
My belt B-A-P-E, my Nikes
They’re Acronym
I swag on the beat and you know
Ain’t no catching him
I cross em out faithfully
Methodist Catholic
I’m tired of niggas, they acting
Like rappers
100% And I’m stamped like a
Passport
I’m smoking on something that’s
Intergalactic
I stick like a magnet, I shine like Orion
I got this feeling inside, I been
Dying
To turn up on niggas, I swear I
Been dying
These niggas they thinking they
Even competing with I ain’t
Even... man okay
I’m taxing that gas, stick it to em
Like crochet
I don’t have no time to complain
Nigga no way
And you can’t be around me you
Lame nigga no way
I can still remember breaking
Down my first 4 way