Lyrics
What's on my agenda today, I say, "Baby, it's all rap"
What's on my agenda today, bae, it's all rap
What's on my agenda, alright, come on
What's on my agenda today, I say, "Baby, it's all rap"
Want the verse plus the visual, well, bring me back a stack
'Bout to cop a black Durango dude, it cost me a couple racks
Walk up and face your ass, nah Ricky, I'll shoot you in your back
Bro said, "Watch them fake tough ****, them **** ain't cut like that"
Fast cars, fast guns, make a **** run forty yard dash
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no cheese from our group, you make me mad
Ain't no good driver, I'm just a shooter, that's why I chill in the back
I was fuckin' with his raps until I found out he was usin' hats, huh
**** get on my back, I'm still gon' shoot, I got him crabbed, huh
Like 2K21
Before the cameras, ****, I already had a twenty-v-one (Yop), we was in a BNB
We drunk as hell with your stinger and you gon' miss, talkin' 'bout, "I was seein' three"
Tote a fee, I'm not hoppin' on no beat unless I see some cheese
Bald head .45 bullets look like Ceelo Green
Skied up with all my ice, talkin' 'bout, "I wanna be lowkey"
Before this rap shit took off, I ain't gon' lie, I wanted to be like Meech
He had a fully rifle in the trap before switch was a thing
Why you wanna hit my cup, you act like drank cheap
Take a break from ballin', beat a **** ass like Draymond Green
He broke as fuck, he must hate green, you pour it or what, why I don't taste anything?
Run for what, as soon as you do, I swear to god up the Glock and beam
Let our shooter don't shoot that bitch right, treatin' that **** like AD
Yeah, put him on the block
Blick check, I up my gun, put **** on the spot
You already know my shit put 'em on to Chopz
Back in the day, when I made my pape', I used to put my rolls in socks
Bitch, I ain't no pops, she screamin', "BD", like I did a song with Fox
Dog just got a watch, he can't tell the time, 'cause we just stole his clock
Used to ride in strikes, I apologize if my **** stole your shocks
Bitch, yeah, probably sold it on the block, ****
M Block, strike, all that
All this fuckin' rappin' got me losin' my fuckin' voice, man
This shit ain't gon' do nothin' but get me another check, so fuck it
Written by: Efrem Jamar Blackwell, Ivan Dwann montreal Hopson