Informant

(Brr)

(He an informant, that mean he rap)

(What? What? What?)

(Yeah, uh, gang, uh)

(Ay, who the fuck is Marquise?)

He an informant, that mean he rap (Whoa, whoa, whoa)

I just made fifty bags up in this trap (Uh, uh, uh)

Big Easy ain't in this stash that's on my lap, uh, uh, uh

(That's on my lap)

I just feel some birdies do the math, uh, uh, uh

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Flipping a bird like took this out

I fell in love with free bands

And I guess you gon' make 'em dance

Have you running like some checks

He froze up, he say he sad, fo', whoa, it's so sad

And I got these **** mad, everybody know who I am

And they don't really understand, they just see me on the ground

And I came up from the hour, they here together mad

Tryna stay up on the phone, 'cause I heard the wire is tapped

She like my designer mess, man, drink of the glizzie kick-back

**** scared to do some time, going for cheater like a rat

Ain't dropping a ten, I ain't dropping a dime, ****

Put it on the app

I talk what I live and get put in a rhyme

Then I guess I'm free bags

And I call that shit, no rap cap, and I got a Montclair

He an informant, that mean he rap (Whoa, whoa, whoa)

I just made fifty bags up in this trap (Uh, uh, uh)

Big Easy ain't in this stash that's on my lap, uh, uh, uh

(That's on my lap)

I just feel some birdies do the math, uh, uh, uh

(He an informant, that mean he rap, that mean he rap)

(I just made fifty bags up in this trap, in this trap)

(Big Easy ain't in this stash that's on my lap, that's on my lap)

(I just feel some birdies do the math, do the math, do the math)