If I got it, then you got it, then that means that You my brother

Cut from the same cloth, but not from the Same mother

And I know that you won't run up on me nooo, Yeah

Like it's a bakery I'm rolling in dough I'm Fucking your bitch and I'm fucking her slow

It's the way that she like it now she is my hoe Just out of habit I'm getting you poked

Yeah, I know I'm antisocial, I got social anxiety

Gotta watch who around me I can't trust Nobody

But please do not try me, I might catch a Hommie

Too damn fast in a highspeed I hope they don't Catch me

Switchin' lane to lane, new chain, I hit a stain

Guwop, I need the racks, If I spend it I'll make It back yeah

When I make it, I make it stack Like a paper Machine, I'm spittin' fax

Got a brand new Beam & it sit in the back uh, Uh, uh

I was coolin & shi, I was foolin' the bitch

Ain't no foolin' the kid, ain't no foolin' the (Frrrrr)

Yeah, gettin the money, yeah, you broke as a Joke you too funny

Yeah, I dare you to take something from me

If I got it, then you got it, then that means that You my brother

Cut from the same cloth, but not from the Same mother