Let’s go

Way too Ill **** I think this might be terminal

Way I drop these bombs Brodie I think I’m the general

Spitting fire that’s a big volley I kill tracks in general

If you don’t fuck with it then go suck some genitals

Real estate what I stand on

Got no escape when the plan strong

Yall standing still and I lapped yall

Wanna follow around like a lap dog

I jumped up like leap frog yall keep dropping like freefall

Im fighting for it till I stars

That rolls Royce wit the roof on like

Backwards to back wit they way that get it

They look at me jealous my car isn’t rented

They ask for a status I told I’m winning

I’m stylish and fitted

I feel like I wizard

I chill in a rob and the window is tinted

Low how I’m rolling lil **** let’s get it

I rock wit my shawty you how we twinning I’m feeling like

Way too Ill **** I think this might be terminal

Way I drop these bombs Brodie I think I’m the general

Spitting fire that’s a big volley I kill tracks in general

If you don’t fuck with it then go suck some genitals

Told me that I couldn’t do it now I’m boutta cop a tessy **** fuckin wit me

Talking shit behind my back lil **** I’m making money and you calling for me

Bread winner I just stack paper yall ball out tryna keep wit me

Grown **** tryna bang my line like aye bro I know you got money

Begging choosing tryna start a topic like they got a plan on how to make a hunnid

I could tell you how to do it but then you see a corner and try to cut it

Yall would rather chill live a lie and say you got a car but it’s fucking rented

Sit at home with a gucci chain in yo mama house you fucking dummy

Getting tired telling these **** how to fucking do it

I don’t wanna give a hand to a dirty **** knowing damn well he won’t fucking use it

Better off tryna take a wash and then rinse for I fucking lose it

Fuck these **** and fuck these goons I’m cutting ties yall fucking stupid

Stupid shit