F**k U

Hey! I told that lil bitch, "Please don't come my way" I done made to many racks I do that shit everyday (Aye) Why these niggas copy? Bitin'? I don't know Not okay (Nah) I just feel it's best for me to stack up Do it anyway, aye yeah Ridin' wit' my kin, oh Gettin' to the bag fasho (Yeah) What these niggas fake for? (Oh no, yeah) I can't pay them any mind tho (Nah) I've been on a grind mode (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm just spittin' facts, woah (Gang) Diamonds on my wrist glow Can't compare me to no nigga no (No) Babygirl I am a beast She said she a freak when she under the sheets (Brr) I know you like that, I know you a freak My homie done told me, yeah, it was last week The pussy felt awesome, she thanking JT Not for the head, she in love with the d Burberry and Fendi that's all on my jeans My forces in 12s, the rest in 13 (Aye) Future lookin' bright, it's a stretch you right (Brr) Never giving up 'til I get to these bands, alright This a message to myself I tell me hold on tight This a long road, scary journey So I told myself to keep a pipe Pockets expanding, diamonds they dancing Got it like this, pick it I'm buying Cutting you off, like a subtraction (Aye) Me and my niggas will turn you to past tense, yeah Back then had nothing, was laughed at Believe me I wanted what they had (Gang) They crossed me twice like a hashtag Now they askin' where they hoe at Told 'em, "She right here bro" (Bitch) Don't stop told her, "Suck it slow" (Suck it slow yeah) What these niggas mad for? (What they mad for? yeah) They just mad cause I bagged they hoes (Ha, Yeah, Yeah) Ride wit' a 4, yeah, yeah These niggas trippin', yeah, yeah Fakin' like they in the trap (Yeah) Hearin' all cap in they rap (Yeah) You niggas ain't about that (Yeah) Hear it in yo voice, yeah, you is a rat (Aye) I cannot lie 'bout that (Aye) Most of you niggas is wack (Yeah) No not a diss, speakin' facts (Aye) Speak on me you can get smacked (Aye) Hittin' the Deion, recap, yeah, I win you lose that's a facts (Gang) Big bank take little bank (Yeah, What?) Show me yo racks (Aye) Watch all these niggas go broke (Aye) I told that pussy boy, "You is a joke" (Ha) Ridin' wit' my kin, oh Gettin' to the bag fasho (Yeah) What these niggas fake for? (Oh no, yeah) I can't pay them any mind tho (Nah) I've been on a grind mode (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm just spittin' facts, woah (Gang) Diamonds on my wrist glow Can't compare me to no nigga no High price, yeah, yeah That's me, aye You still OG If you rockin' plain white tees, um yeah (Huh, What?) That's me, aye Get that bag (Huh, What?) That cheese, aye (Gang, Gang, Aye) Ain't no startin' over There ain't no do overs Gotta live and learn, yeah Hey! Fuck the haters, fuck the players You just gotta do you Stay in yo lane, yeah (Gang)