SHUTDAFUCCUP!
Shout up my n***a bebe, abebe
G Herbo, A$AP ROCKY
Lil Yachty, Trippie Redd
Everyone who pay homage to this cla**ic
What’s the business, its that playa that you love to hate
Always see me comin’ out the bank, diamonds in your face
p**y n***a get up out the way, don’t care about what you say
Sound proof the Bentley, I can’t hear you n***as any way
Pop the steel, cause it get real, I not about them games
Cartiers frames, dracula grill, b**h I still keep it trill
Hittin’ b**hes from the back with my socks on
Memphis n***as keep the Glocks co*ked when the wars on
Buyin’ 40s from the corner store, blowin’ smoke
Grindin’ like its 94, keep the stash in the floorboards
Average tripple dubber on the f**in’ ball court
I’m that n***a that you imitate and hoes call for
For that dick game, wouldn’t buy your b**h with my loose change
Thristy n***as eatin’ b**hes a** with the sh** stain
Insane like my f**in’ wrist game
n***a, houses on the hill cost the same f**in’ thing
Counted up a hunnid this mornin’
Then I went spent me 50
Then I hit the VLive
Tryna buy me some a** and titties
Rappers sample my old sh**, keep runnin’ ’em bags, I’m uh rich
Get ’em samples cleared cause that publish you might not get some
n***as act like they don’t owe me somethin’
I’m the reason b**hes t**n’ they a** now show me somethin’
Payin’ homage is a real n***a move, b**h I paid my dues
Sold a million out the trunk, you n***as uber poo
Pour that mud up like that bu*ter, first n***a with that pipe in the club
Used to turn my sh** up had n***as tryna fight in the club
And I know I’m ice’d up, pinky just like that a dub
You gotta like my sh**, you a hater or somethin’
I’m a grow a** man, you a baby or somethin’
Probably f**ed ya mama on the come up
Don’t you ever try to play me, homie
Got a wife now like Kanye
And I wish a b**h would try to bite her like Beyonce
My daughter 2 month and she been paid
Botta sign more deal cop more real estate
Me and Pat used to rob or ’em petty things
Now it’s nothin’ less than private jets, 7 figure checks
Hater, catch your f**in’ breathe, you broke, ain’t got nothin’ left
We ’em n***as in Dubai from the north, don’t you ever flex
Mafia, runnin’ sh**, Juicy J ain’t never quit
Ain’t a b**h I never hit, still countin’ paper, b**h
When the smoke clears, n***a I’m still here
Higher than I been in 20 goddamn years
Motherf**in’ legend get your smoke right, dope right
Ain’t no conversation or that broke life, show right, b**h
Who run it?