Little niggas get murked around with that hating shit Little niggas see the dirt, fucking with that hating shit Little nigga get money, fuck around with hating shit Little nigga take your bitch with all that hating shit Audemar, my wrist, fuck that hating shit Pucci on my bitch, fuck that hating shit They tried to count me out, nigga I'm staying lit Fuck around, took a loss then I planned this
Ain't taking no shots, nigga I'm mad rich Made myself a boss, nigga and I'm savage Lean talking that talk, I don't put a address on it Full grown 36 zones, ain't no flex on it I'm putting on, and my money long, ain't no hex on me Got a photon with a little chrome with a big Tec on me Take my advice, you gotta get it in, in Here come another one, all we do is win, win She know I'm draped up with the cash on me I'ma cash out on the Spider El Chapo my idol My watch as a chain, it's a brighter Hot as a flame, a lighter Training my hoes like fighters
Little niggas get murked around with that hating shit Little niggas get dirt, fucking with that hating shit Little nigga get money, fuck around with hating shit Little nigga take your bitch with all that hating shit Audemar, my wrist, fuck that hating shit Pucci on my bitch, fuck that hating shit They tried to count me out, nigga I'm staying lit Fuck around, took a loss then I planned this
In the 'partment, I was in your baby momma In the 'partment, I was in your baby momma On the carpet, I was hitting your baby momma Took the carbine with the 50 round drum I'm the sergeant and lieutenant where I'm from I'm a Martian, I'm really 1 of 1 No bargains, I'll buy a different one I pull up where ever I want, I do whatever I want You take her on dates and I won't You holding her hand and I won't You do whatever I won't... and I do whatever I want I got her mouth when I want, she let me hit when I want You like the tricking, I won't You claiming that bitch and I won't
Little niggas get murked around with that hating shit Little niggas get dirt, fucking with that hating shit Little nigga get money, fuck around with hating shit Little nigga take your bitch with all that hating shit Audemar, my wrist, fuck that hating shit Pucci on my bitch, fuck that hating shit They tried to count me out, nigga I'm staying lit Fuck around, took a loss then I planned this
Compositores: Nayvadius Demun Wilburn, Leland Tyler Wayne (Metro) ECAD: Obra #21472153