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One hunnid Yeah, ah (whoo!) When I leave, put my stats on my tombstone (let's go) So they know that when I'm gone I'm still that dude, though Ay, talkin' smack, who is that? I said, "Who knows?" You said you set the bar, well, that's a new low Run up the numbers Showin' them how I been doin' it I don't act like they keep all in a come up Blowin' up first like blue shells, shout out Kay Key All in a bonnet Stackin' up all of their accolades now and it's waist deep I'm wearin' a lot of these hats And never they hit, and I feel like I'm Tay Keith Show 'em how it's done They can do this if they want it, but they don't Words don't match their actions like the internet was slow Ay, told them I'm the one, but they ain't listen Yet I know how you never get the message But you always on your- (brrt) (Ah, whoo!) When I leave, put my stacks on my tombstones So they know that when I'm gone I'm still that dude, though Ay, talkin' smack, who is that? I said, "Who knows?" You said you set the bar, well that's a new low They keep on talkin', no end of discussion Just look at the cash, it's really a bundle We killed it, instrument, we're no percussionists Nothin' but facts, I keep it a hundred (ah) Me and Connor have a conversation, that's Canadian, NGN To all of my haters, I wish you the best They prayin' for me, but the truth is Talkin' 'bout the next day Yet they really act like they up to some' Everybody cappin', actin' like they really know the struggle of I remember back when Used to be the last man to buckle up Now I'm bringin' a lot of cash in Makin' these bags really double up but No offense, trusting the process Some 'bout to be so blessed They keep hittin' and hittin', they're so obsessed Last supper, we breaking the whole bread No stress for me They should have known better and not testing me I'ma be the greatest, so best believe They got the potential for ways But givin' excuses, they keep a uh (Ah, whoo!) When I leave, put my stacks on my tombstones So they know that when I'm gone I'm still that dude, though Ay, talkin' smack, who is that? I said, "Who knows?" You said you set the bar, well, that's a new low
Writer(s): Graham Stiefel, Connor Price, Geoffrey Ugochukwu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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