HOOK

They can’t fuck wit a young ****

That’s why they throw subs at a young ****

They don’t show no love to a young ****

If you really want smoke you can come get it

If you really want smoke you can come get it

If you really want smoke you can come get it

If you really want smoke you can come get it

And we goin world wide off street money

They know I’m the freshest **** wit a bankroll

Hellyeah Rest In Peace to the name doe

Hellyeah Rest In Peace my **** Nate dog

Hellyeah **** you Betta lay low

If I’m jumpin out the coop then it’s paid for

Ain’t a **** gotta front for the fame though

I can show you **** really how the game go

I ain’t one of these **** chasing rainbows

Just to make it to the end and see it ain’t gold

She just wanna fuck a **** cuz his chain glow

I’m gone have her ass walk-in on the blade tho

Learned that from the **** I was raised on

Doggy style really really had a **** brain gone

Made me wanna live my whole life on a stage though

Really got the god glow that all these **** prayed for

You ain’t gotta tell them they know

They know

Bruce leeroy on the track with the flame flow these **** ain’t neva ever got the same glow

You ain’t gotta tell them they know

They know

Tell that **** that he really better guard his main hoe

Tell that **** that he really better guard his main hoe

A hot boy word to silk the shock

Told her make time for me and she built a clock

Waitin on something ill to drop

All these **** falling off I’m a fill the spot

Smoke in the mirrors been smearing off

These Casper **** just appearing hot

But all these ghost writers just reveal your not

For me it’s no limit like silk the shock

HOOK

They can’t fuck wit a young ****

That’s why they throw subs at a young ****

They don’t show no love to a young ****

If you really want smoke you can come get it

If you really want smoke you can come get it

If you really want smoke you can come get it

If you really want smoke you can come get it

VERSE 2

Bitch I’m the hottest **** livin

U **** not up up in the kitchin

I left the pot that I was whippin

Almost lost a **** vision

On my momma I was trippin

All of the yada da I was sniffinn

Countin them dollars off the izm

Almost forgot about the mission

Ain’t I the 1

Really be spillin the real nd droppin it for them to hear

Ain’t I the 1

Really be spitting and givin the feelin that rappers should fear

Ain’t I the 1

Toldem go get it and yea they was wit it they bring it back here

Mackin like Craig said bye to Felisha I’m kickin that flavor like all in ya ear

BRIDGE

Yeah

Lil bitch I’m back to basics

Hot boy n my gang lit

400 degrees when I baked it

Dedication lil Wayne shit

That’s who inspired the flame shit

Ain’t no ceilin in the basement

Ain’t no limit we can take it

Higher