SPEAK

Speak, these **** ain't fucking with me (**** ain't on my level)

Speak, these **** ain't nothing to me (**** ain't even a fraction)

Speak, these **** don't hustle like me (I'm having too much motion)

Speak, they ain't having mo' muscle than me (At the press of a button)

I got in my bag, I done came to my senses

I cut off some ****, wasn't taking me serious

I jumped in the Track and went fast and furious

Fo' bitches with me, polygamy

I ran it back up, I ain't wait on nobody

I'm selling exotic and taking narcotics

A bold face lie, fuck **** know that he owe me, stop it

Come get with us, you can profit

It's been a minute since I wore Versace

I'm still tippin' and sippin' on Wocky

Redbone syndrome and a lil' chocolate

I like 'em both so I keep a few options

When I do me and she can't take the heat

The bitch be so ready to block me

He said he had a new flavor, I smoked a lil' blunt, it was garbage

That shit was weak

Trappin', workin', and cookin'

My presidential got boogers

He want a bunch of 'em, I gotta cut some, I feel like Scooter, I'm juggin'

I'm in LA with a fully

But I'm with twins from Brooklyn

I can count through it all without looking, but I'ma be late for my booking

Fi' up the jet

Speak, these **** ain't fucking with me (**** ain't on my level)

Speak, these **** ain't nothing to me (**** ain't even a fraction)

Speak, these **** don't hustle like me (I'm having too much motion)

Speak, they ain't having mo' muscle than me

I used to sleep on the flo' on a blow up

Now I get two hundred thousand to show up

Passive income, my cup running over

I made a mill' in a month in October

These **** ain't sold mo' dope than me

**** ain't touch mo' 'bows than me

Still getting two or three shows a week

Can't even drive all the whips in my fleet

I just might break the money counter when I count it

Might put some Forgi's on it when I mount it

Fly a **** bitch to that Yami

Let her do some tricks at the palace

'Member when I first got some status

Knocked a pimp for his ho in Dallas

She was turning tricks, bringing daddy five racks a night for my mackin'

Speak, these **** ain't fucking with me (**** ain't on my level)

Speak, these **** ain't nothing to me (**** ain't even a fraction)

Speak, these **** don't hustle like me (I'm having too much motion)

Speak, they ain't having mo' muscle than me (At the press of a button)