No Cap (Intro)

Protege Beatz Iceberg Havin' 16 grandma kids was beating nigga I know one thing, I love you then I'm with you nigga When I was younger, I was piped up, I been that nigga Can't bitch me you bleed like me, I been a hitter The rents due at 720 Bought mom's a 550 Contemplating on the outcome of me signing me a 360 The new school got lane sense You hate me, but ate it When you speak to me, just make some sense (shut up nigga) Only big wheels, no Hummers I want her, Ion want nothing from her Give her good wood like I chop lumber (beat it down) I'm the plug lowkey but I can't tell the number This summer you did me good, so I can't wait for another Have you ever seen a million dollars in cash? You gotta know the business in this if you wanna last I got her back, she let her break her back, you buy her a bag But I don't have a type, F Type, rev the Jag Record a hit, do the splits You sought me, but I hit (swear) Oh you with the shits big sticks Breakfast gotta come with the grits (blaaw) Yeah I come from nothing (Flip) I'ma make a flip, I stay up to something (flip) New Rover and I got Range Only time she gets a hold, just for some change When you up some M's like me, you won't even care for change I'm rich as fuck now, But ask my nigga's have I changed (on God, on god) My mom stays proud and- My bitch stays pouting I smoke good loud and- (ay that's that biscotti nigga) My gang stay mobbin' Bad bitch she slides in My voice gone move a mountain (shh) See you can't say I switched up Big stick, I put the stick up She so nasty, lick it up (nasty bitch) Wrist water, we was drinking tap water (what else?) Now I text my jeweler please I need more water (VVS) Be real, what you texting Real love, never fades and- I'm pro my tool I ain't cut, probably not, then fade in Do me wrong, do me right Five hundred bags, I had to get right Count up the backend then break her good night Flippa! Havin' Havin' Havin'