Guess they forgot I was getting' them figures
Said you forgot how I was, now I'm all in your face
Better get out the way, lil' nigga
How many times do, I gotta keep telling' you niggas
That having' them guns ain't gone' make you a killer
Do you wanna fight? Right, rather go pull out a pistol
You pussy, it's simple
Why the **** these niggas still feel
The need to keep flexing to bitches
That car was a rental, if I was a killer
I wouldn't start shooting' too quick
I would aim straight for the window
Niggas be sweet in that gang, get this shit through your brain
It's about time you start changing your mental
Niggas like, you ain't rich yet? cause I'm putting'
Up checks, I ain't flexing my bag confidential
I'ma go up in this bitch, just watch me but you can
Sleeping' on me, bro, you got it
Sooner or later you gone' have to stop it
Cause I'ma be lit as a bitch when I'm popping'
You spend time with the hoe laughing' and shopping'
While I'm spending' time in here locked in and dropping'
Even the labels been at my door knocking
I'm not gone keep working? it's time to go clock in'
Like, why even play with me, nigga?
You got a gun, my gun a little bigger
If you try to take all my cake, no, I won't hesitate, on my mama
I'm pullin' that trigger, I can't even lie
Don't like promoting the violence, but it's
Hard when you trying' to come gentle
Positive, simple, big dog boy, you ain't never gone' play me
As if i'm too little, Okay?
Guess they forgot I was getting' them figures
Said you forgot how I was, now I'm all in your face
Better get out the way, lil' nigga
How many times do, I gotta keep telling' you niggas
That having' them guns ain't gone' make you a killer
Do you wanna fight? Right, rather go pull out a pistol
You pussy, it's simple
Why the **** these niggas still feel
The need to keep flexing to bitches?
That car was a rental, if I was a killer
I wouldn't start shooting' too quick
I would aim straight for the window
Niggas be sweet in that gang, get this shit through your brain
It's about time you start changing your mental
Niggas like, you ain't rich yet? cause I'm putting'
Up checks, I ain't flexing my bag confidential
Man I done walked in this bitch, and
Got mad at lil bro so I stomped on his mother-****ing neck
Niggas ain't talking about nobody else
I done walked this bitch
Had to earn my respect
Ayy lil bruh, I'm a rapper
So after I finish my show
Better make sure you cut me a check
And you better stop ****ing talking
Whenever I'm talking
This shit turn to rush or roulette
Tell bruh them to listen
Bitch, I'm a baller
I'll stay on my pivot
You don't know smoke
Better stay in the distance
Having that chicken
Better come strapped for whoever you're picking
This rapper shit chose me
I ain't had to pick it
So many hits
You can bet I ain't missing
Nigga talking about you will hit shit up
But you ain't hit shit up unless you done it, bitch
Guess they forgot I was getting' them figures
Said you forgot how I was, now I'm all in your face
Better get out the way, lil' nigga
How many times do, I gotta keep telling' you niggas
That having' them guns ain't gone' make you a killer
Do you wanna fight? Right, rather go pull out a pistol
You pussy, it's simple
Why the **** these niggas still feel
The need to keep flexing to bitches?
That car was a rental, if I was a killer
I wouldn't start shooting' too quick
I would aim straight for the window
Niggas be sweet in that gang, get this shit through your brain
It's about time you start changing your mental
Niggas like, you ain't rich yet? cause I'm putting'
Up checks, I ain't flexing my bag confidential
Let's go