IG Notes (feat. DJ ALUC)

Only God or fear of God, any **** I don't fear him

My dawg like to snap, but these **** don't even hear him

Tried to trap me with a jitt, so I had to fuckin' clear it

If you ain't talkin' bout no bread, **** I ain't wanna hear it

Come on, yeah, she like, damn, Duff

Your ass underated, I can tell

Do him like The Undertaker and drag his ass straight to hell

Hoe on IG notes, having conversations with herself

This hoe locked me in her room, it's like hell in a cell

That hoe a gook too, and that shit really sickly

My voice soundin' rough, cause I'm feelin' kinda sick, please

My dawg not into beef, he like eatin' chickpeas

We from Broward, where we snap and, get no love

My dawg Jorryn, treat that love shit like a drug

I like the move trim, even with no cut

That ain't no fuckin' dime, that's a what the fuck

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm a skinny-ass ****, steady rockin' fitted tees

My dawg steady on his jwett, tryna teach me how to gleece

And my mind kinda achin, but my heart straight at peace

Lil' bruh be out here servin, he ain't never keep it G

I got money on my mind, so I don't really get no sleep

I got money on my mind, stay far away up from them streets

I got money on my mind, don't really care about no fee

I got money on my mind, so I don't really get no peace

Uh, say I don't really get no peace

Don't give a fuck about no bitch if she ain't gettin on her knees

Remember last night I was swervin, now they high up on the E

Lil' bruh be out here servin, bout a bitch, he never keep

Uh, say bout a bitch, he never keep

He ain't talk about no money, for a verse, that shit a fee

Uh, say for a verse, that shit a fee

He ain't talk about no money, I don't really wanna speak

Za got me fried, I look like Rui Hachimura

She told me take her shopping, I left her ass in Aventura

You can fuck on my bro, hoe, I don't care about what you doin

Y'all some flake fuck ****, I been peepin' how y'all movin

Only gotta fear God, any ****, I don't fear him

My dawg like to snap, but these **** don't even hear him

Tried to trap me with a jitt, so I had to fuckin' clear it

If you ain't talkin' bout no bread, ****, I don't even wanna hear it

Come on, yeah, she like, damn, Duff

Your ass underatedr, I can tell

Do him like The Undertaker and drag his ass straight to hell

Hoe on IG notes, havin' conversations with herself

Only gotta fear God, any ****, I don't fear him

My dawg like to snap, but these **** don't even hear him

Tried to trap me with a jitt, so I had to fuckin' clear it

If you ain't talkin' bout no bread, ****, I don't even wanna hear it