Lyrics
[Intro]
You think you know me
Uh, so right, so right, all wrong
[Chorus]
Uh, not gonna lie, I woke up and I'm feelin' Roman, y'all better acknowledge it
Not gon' lie, flow so old but a **** so cold that he fucked on and polished it
Not gonna lie, when I turn on these sessions, I feel like I stepped in my bag
Not gon' lie, when I turned on yo album, I feel like I stepped in some trash
[Verse 1]
Doodie, ass, babel better recoup that fast
If I put out that shit, I'd be done, I swear these **** is some bums
Me gal back it up, the ting wide like a bun
Likkle boy, me commit murder for fun
Don't make mе say it, you know what I want
We never need no reason
She not my bitch, she discipled, get drunk and start tweetin' and copped a new rifle, attached
Keltec, 5.7, P-50 with the big rounds on it, feel like Jim in the Mask
Somebody stop me
Never mind, just watch me
Shake it, shake it, shake it, go
[Verse 2]
You get me?
Laughin' at **** throwin' shade at Peg 'cause they know that they goin' out sad
These whore ass **** try and case me, keep it zipped, only pay it in cash
Runnin' circles 'round these **** with no budget, dawg
Killin' **** with no pen at the pad
Been goin' Super Saiyan god since I cut it off, every bounce mixed down is a bag
So many **** copy me, I got no kids at all, but this year startin' to feel like a dad
[Chorus]
Not gonna lie, woke up and I'm feelin' like Romie, y'all better acknowledge it
Not gon' lie, felt so old but a **** so cold that I fucked around and polished it
Not gonna lie, when I turn on these sessions, I feel like I stepped in my bag
Not gon' lie, I can' turn on y'all albums, I know I'd be bumpin' some trash
Fuck y'all
Written by: Barrington Hendricks
