"Intro" lyrics
First off, let me say I'm back with a new thang
'Member old days, need a belt, get a shoestring
Now I hit the store and I cop all the new things
Double G on the buckle, the bag come from Louis V
Everybody hit my line when the crew sing
Pockets gettin' fat when I rap, they like who is he?
Rappers gettin' mad, steal a fan like I'm [?]
Cash rules everything around like its Wu-Tang
Who say I ain't blowin' up, they a dumb hoe
I've been doin' this since a jit havin' fun hoe
I know, I am the one they want at the next show
Jump on stage and they scream like I brought a gun home
I don't give a fuck bout the shit you on
My liquor strong and my money tall
I made this 100, then I spend it all
I make it back every time I talk
Yeah, every time I talk
Yeah, yeah, every time I, talk
Yeah, yeah
Okay, I've been going crazy as mothafuckin' bitch
Just so I could put the Rollie on the mothafuckin' wrist
Hit the bank withdrawal buy my momma a new whip
And I still got money, man I think I'm gettin' rich
I've been flexin' now when I'm so damn cold
Feelin' weaker baby, like I just sold my soul
Get the fuck out the way, 'cause I'm so damn cold
Ain't nobody that can stop me when I'm on my road
I don't give a fuck bout the shit you on
My liquor strong and my money tall
I made this 100, then I spend it all
I make it back every time I talk
Yo, what's up?
Yo, I'm just here in the studio, I'm working on the album right now
Uhm, but did you see that dude on Twitter?
I just like checked Twitter and saw this dude and he's talking shit
And he's like, you know talking 'bout like I'm trash and I'm garbage
And my shit's wack and like nobody takes me seriously
And like shit's like kinda fucking in my head a little bit right now?
Like it's taking me out of the mind state
Bro, don't you worry about that shit like, you know you don't like you've already like proved that you know
Fuck that fuck everyone else [?] talking shit bro
Yeah, you're right
I'ma keep working bro, appreaciate you, I love you
Yeah, I love you too
Alright, bye
See you
'Member old days, need a belt, get a shoestring
Now I hit the store and I cop all the new things
Double G on the buckle, the bag come from Louis V
Everybody hit my line when the crew sing
Pockets gettin' fat when I rap, they like who is he?
Rappers gettin' mad, steal a fan like I'm [?]
Cash rules everything around like its Wu-Tang
Who say I ain't blowin' up, they a dumb hoe
I've been doin' this since a jit havin' fun hoe
I know, I am the one they want at the next show
Jump on stage and they scream like I brought a gun home
I don't give a fuck bout the shit you on
My liquor strong and my money tall
I made this 100, then I spend it all
I make it back every time I talk
Yeah, every time I talk
Yeah, yeah, every time I, talk
Yeah, yeah
Okay, I've been going crazy as mothafuckin' bitch
Just so I could put the Rollie on the mothafuckin' wrist
Hit the bank withdrawal buy my momma a new whip
And I still got money, man I think I'm gettin' rich
I've been flexin' now when I'm so damn cold
Feelin' weaker baby, like I just sold my soul
Get the fuck out the way, 'cause I'm so damn cold
Ain't nobody that can stop me when I'm on my road
I don't give a fuck bout the shit you on
My liquor strong and my money tall
I made this 100, then I spend it all
I make it back every time I talk
Yo, what's up?
Yo, I'm just here in the studio, I'm working on the album right now
Uhm, but did you see that dude on Twitter?
I just like checked Twitter and saw this dude and he's talking shit
And he's like, you know talking 'bout like I'm trash and I'm garbage
And my shit's wack and like nobody takes me seriously
And like shit's like kinda fucking in my head a little bit right now?
Like it's taking me out of the mind state
Bro, don't you worry about that shit like, you know you don't like you've already like proved that you know
Fuck that fuck everyone else [?] talking shit bro
Yeah, you're right
I'ma keep working bro, appreaciate you, I love you
Yeah, I love you too
Alright, bye
See you
