They Forgot

(Nova got a bag in)

Yeah

I come from the side where they shake shit

**** in the club mean muggin', we finna break shit

.308, this bitch knock down trees, we finna shape-shift

Free J5, I put it on my mama he goin' apeshit

I'll take you off if I don't make shit

All I hang 'round shooters and them bosses, but they don't say shit

Wanna speak on Rock, I turn the boy into a man

Now he sorry for it, you better be cautious what you sayin'

Drippin' Tom Ford, this nineteen hundred on these pants

Thought he was gon' make it, he got clipped up when he— shh

She do tricks and she gon' make it clap for me like she performin'

I'm clutchin' on my Glock any time I walk inside the store

See, you the type of **** postin' shit, you can't afford it

I'm the type of **** like your bitch picture when I'm bored

I done ran a hundred laps around these ****

I was gone for a lil' minute, now I'm back on these lil' ****

He ain't my twin, I don't know these ****, I ain't matchin' these lil' ****

I had an Acura at first, now I'm goin' Track' on these lil' ****

Feet back with the drill, that's what the city keep on sayin'

Was locked with Dopeboy, not the rapper, but we slide in minivans

Run up some M's and find a rich bitch, that's in my business plan

I used to wanna go get my first love, but that bitch got seven kids

I was locked for seven months, on gang, it felt like seven years

To

Took my jewelry 'cause he was hatin', tell the detective to run my shit

Like LeBron, I'm back in action, a bougie ****, still fucked a ratchet

He dissed the gang, he got put on the list, already bought his casket, gang

First day out, she licked the balls, she tired of phone sex

Run through everything when I'm under pressure, I'm like Jerome Bettis

Polamalu, say she like my hair, I had to grow it

I seen eBay me and Black Tay had chased around the dorm, hahaha

We don't wanna hear that shit you said, I heard you next

Better not cross that line 'cause I got Drac' like We The Best

I fucked 'round, said I miss her, but I shouldn't've sent that text

Money Mu came in with blues, I rock nineteen 'cause I'm the truth

She got them tattoos that I like, so I'ma fuck her off the strength

I took 'em off and gave it to my bitch, I ain't even get to repent

I went shoppin' off the dice game, I don't even know what I spent

Hell naw, uh-uh-uh, hell naw