Forever On That

(Lil Sam) They be like, "Dougie keep rappin', you done all the clappin', get money, you got to be patient" I be like, "Fuck all the chattin', you know we not acting, give a fuck 'bout a deal, I'm on gang shit" The way the shawty, she shake it, she quick and off henny and drinkin' ain't no time to be wasted Pretty boy, swaggy ooter, could never be basic Money my time, yeah, I chase it (And If I don't got it, I need it, I get it, I take it, A.K.A. sleezy, I'm sanctioned) And If I don't got it, I need it, I get it, I take it, A.K.A. sleezy, I'm sanctioned Ain't no fuckin' with me with the tweak, nah Fuckin' with me you get tweaky to geek (never) I spinned his shit, it's a callin' to me So slide with the beat, like a quarter to me And I stay with nina, she ready to Look move, all you gon' hear is the "Shh" Geek on the beat, yeah, I'm fuckin' it Tweak on the beat, yeah, I'm fuckin' it up (enough) DOA, ain't no fuckin' wit' us (you bum) You dissin' and don't got no funds? (It's up) We don't got the gun, he get jumped (oh you) He's a fiend, we leavin' him slumped Geek on the beat, yeah, I'm fuckin' it Tweak on the beat, yeah, I'm fuckin' it up (enough) DOA, ain't no fuckin' with us You dissin' and don't got no funds? (It's up) We don't got the gun, he get jumped (oh you) He's a fiend, we leavin' him slumped (Y'all niggas not fuck with the kid) (Oh, this another thing, y'all bitches be losin' me) Oh, she jackin' the opps? So, I see her, I beat her like pops 'Cause y'all bitches is losin' the kid Big cup, sip water like triss Big bucks, doubled up, blues on me like crip And these niggas be comedy We catch 'em, we lay 'em, bang it (blood) Stomp a nigga dazin', he anxious Brodie, he got it, I pay him Dougie and Dougz, that's two different faces She saw love, when I see the fake shit Once ain't no tellin' bitch, I'ma face it Ten toes, EBK like melly DOA, 300, bitch, ain't no changin' Geek on the beat, yeah, I'm fuckin' it Tweak on the beat, yeah, I'm fuckin' it up (enough) (DOA, ain't no fuckin' with us) You dissin' and don't got no funds? (It's up) We don't got the gun, he get jumped (oh you) He's a fiend, we leavin' him slumped