WOAH, Yeahh
Peon Ass Niggas
Woah
I hop in my bag for the hell of it
Rollin that gas and ya girl like the smell of it
She just diggin the way of my elements
I then got drippy in fendi u sellin it
These niggas be swearin they rappin
They lyin on songs and them niggas be cappin
These niggas not really bout action
He only sayin that shit on his captions
Stax why u always be snappin?
Tryn get rich so the whip can b brainless
That steele on my side need it stainless
Paintin a picture i been picture paintin aye
I listen to what niggas sayin
You niggas trash... the beat just b bangin
I′ll run in ya house and ill aim it
Gvin that money up kno niggas payin
That hoe on my top cuz im comin up
Lookin at most of these rappers no runner ups
And u niggas soft like butter cups
Bet i can make ya main hoe give her number up
Wont text her cuz she kinda dirty
When u got money them hoes b all flirty
And them same hoes that been tryn curve me
Now want my number u kno i one word em
Told me speed it up, bro turn the speaker up
She just tryn freak up on a nigga yea she freak enough
Told her suck it till a nigga knees weak enough
Higher than the planets yea that loud got me geekin bruh
Say u hard ion really think u seen enough
Sayin u depressed stop lyin for the press
I been seein niggas followin they leader huh
I been in my bag one day ima be blessed
Get a strap leave a pussy nigga wack
Me and bro takin off in a jet
And u kno we gotta get to the checks
If a nigga cross the line get stretched
Do his team dirty wit the tech
Yall not on my level my niggas up next
Tell ya girl to stop throwin her cat
For i hit a home run wit my bat
I been goin dummy on these tracks cuz im hungry
Niggas really grimey thinkin that they kno me
I then had a couple girls thinkin they was trophys
Now i look back and them hoes all bologna
Niggas think they ballin but they goin bankrupt
I been goin hard im just tryn get my name up
Youn niggas weirdos tryn get yall fame up
1 million followers nun in ya bank bruh
You can keep ya girl nigga i aint tryn take her
Cuz if i take her nigga ima break her
On my Meek Mill shit ima dream chaser
Young Nigga Stylin tryn get the paper
Givin no room to the people that talk down
Money in my pocket made it hard for me walk now
If she tell me slide thru u just better call now
We just hit hallway im up in her jaws now
Ya block got it on lock down
21 questions girl u a cop now?
Haters thats waitin for me to pop now
Just so they talk down ill b at the top clown
Niggas i knew turned to opps now
If they cross me again they gettin shot down
When i come thru haters not around
& What happen to that nigga he was never found
Im blowin that gas like im breathin
Gettin tired of hoes that b schemin
My attention ima have these hoes feinin
She aint tryn fuck so she leavin
I aint never lackin, put my all into this shit & now a nigga really spazzin
If u want it u can have it, call Dee Beats up cuz the beat really nasty (nasty beat)
Woah, yea yea, woah, in my bag on this one, you already know what time it is
