Past

[Intro] Yea

Yea

Tae Turn that shit up

(Tre on the beat yea)

The gotta feel this shit

Yea

Yea

[Verse]:

I heard my homie was hating

Talking about me

Ratchet ain't getting no bread

Let me address it

Hoe I ain't stressing Im blessed

Im finna run up a check

I gotta get it my **** that hating you doing i must have got you upset

You pouring salt

Thought i ain't know it my **** sorry i had you mislead

I take the Hen mix it with Gin

Yea im taking shots to the head

No i ain't dissing just reminiscing

Thinking bout times i kept **** fed

Talk about me like im a dog i guess its time to go to the vet

Tired of fakes

Hoes snakes

Feel like Demario im going fed

Mind over matter im good forever

Im heated up and applying that pressure

Fucking with me cuz im going places

Fuck **** yea im super racist

Bitch i get high as a i wanna

When im in Houston i get in my zone

Grab me a swisher and pick up a pack turn on the beat then i pull on the strong

Thought we was cool but we ain't

You steady showing me hate

If the shoe fit then wear it my **** im going hard in the paint

Feeling like Shaq in the post

You **** Brag over hoes

Lame as a bitch if you ask me

You raping these hoes you nasty

Im tryna get me a mill my **** and you steady holding me back

I gotta hitter ain't talking computers when i say he pull up with macs

I ain't gone kill you, I love you my **** but im finna get on yo ass Homie you good cuz im finna get rich but i bet i leave you in the past Yea

[Convo] :

Hold on

Hold on Tae

Let this shit roll

(Yea)

Yea

I gotta talk to em for a sec

(This shit get crazy)

Got Damn

Why that **** ain't keep going in

(Man what the fuck, what the fuck she want)

Yea

(What the fuck she want?)

Yea

( Hello?)

Gotta Address it, gotta address it

(Lemme call you right back)

This Shit Get Crazy Mane

Mfs Get Sour As Hell

(Fuck It)

Yea

( Fuck It, Fuck it)

[Verse]:

Bitches be hitting my line

All In they feelings

Hoe you can save it mane

When i was down you was laughing

Now i came up

And you tryna ride the wave

You must of heard I was on

Getting that bag

Im out of town doing shows

Bitch i pull up to your city

Show me your tities

Im outta town with the hoes

**** won't catch me slipping

Im out of dodge for real

**** you play i ain't calling the cops cuz im finna send the steel

Im getting sick these **** they lame

Ain't getting no money they chasing the fame

Dont call me Big Ben bitch you know my name

Dont Scream RIP if i stayed in the way

Feeling like Ric they Digging my Stelo

Cuz im finna get to them zeros

Ain't cuffing no bitch and ain't saving no hoe big homie i am not a hero

**** get mad and start talking down when you ain't letting them freeload

Bitch tryna cuff but im tryna fuck

Bitch you for got you a freak hoe

Yea bitch im balling like zebo i am a gator like tebo

**** disloyal ain't shaking yo hand you stepped on your brother like lito

(Trip)

My **** Steve go hard on the beats he said that im coming like Zero

Shout of to Texas i am a weapon

Im Like the clip when you reload

(Swish)

I ain't backtracking on hoes little homie you **** doing them repo's

Im in Seattle with Quese ain't getting no sleep im doming a preroll

Bitch i was down and **** was hating

You **** greener than Cello

Boy That Ain't Gas You Blowing Some Ass

You **** be smoking some primo

(Bitch, Bitch)

Bitch im on top missionary

Im in control like a remote

My **** told me keep going im going far shout out to Kino

You **** nosy dont open the blinds i check everything through the peep hole

You do this for **** and bitches but bruh was so real i do this for Rico, Ratchet