Woe Sosa Sosa Sosafina baby 7gang Sh Ain't No Hoox Needed Forreal Neddamean It's da gang I came in all on that dumb sh Cause I put two dubs in a blunt b Sis, I can not make no assumptions Keep a knife, sneak a knife in the function Got some MTA niggas who bus sh Never me, I'm wherever the funds is Don't jealously come with a bum b? Sosii 7x back on my f sh Like for you bs Don't trust you bs Or love you niggas Ion give a f if I cuddled Hustled or struggled with ya Y'all must didn't know It's a honor that I was running with ya Now I'm rich like Roddy I run it up every summer, winter I'm just saying yo Look at the way the numbers differ They might got the views But I never viewed em as competition They ain't getting money They getting likes and they commenting They ain't really love me, I peeped it But I was hard headed, ha But it is what it is, Fate Baby And the way I spit, I need a bib All that hate baby Ain't gone heal the pain that you in If you wait, maybe You just might get paid in the end 7, stamped on my face and my wrist Never, changed on the gang, I ain't switch Whatever, fake niggas say Ain't gone stick, no let up I rather save 'for I spend but. I'm just different They'll never get it or pay attention That's why Ion listen to nothing Except my intuition Pray for the release of my brovas Out of that f prison Prayed for something to eat Knowing nothing was in The f kitchen Cause my dad had bills and a mortgage And 7 plus tuitions, Ion even know If he even know how the f he did it Never judge a book by the cover Cause they a public figure Looks can be deceiving So read it 'for you discuss a nigga ha I came in all on that, whoops, wait. You know ain't no m hooks bae Them cds gone flip like a book page If ya diamonds all real why they look fake? You must be smoking that good K I'm balling sweetheart But hey, good game You tired a hs should of took breaks Cause I'm going for bad in a good way Um... bs shifty Ion want clout But hippy bittie, litty pretty Chrissy Bring the sun out, and honestly If you ain't bout ya funds You can't come round 7x how you clockin? What's the run down? I'm up now But I let em think I'm bump down It's stuck now Ain't no way that it can come down Big bucks, how I be counting Hurt my thumbs now I'm a Fate Baby mixed with a bloodhound Paper trail, I'ma track it I stuck to the plan like a magnet The glow up too real, I can't mask it I switch up my plugs when they taxing Put my all in this sh with a passion What I been through You don't know the fraction Can't believe I seen Cash in her casket R.I.P. Long Live A Bad B Ain't worried bout making no club hit Just give me the blunt I'ma stuff it Got Hurt Lor Boy Syndrome As soon as I dumped him That being broke sh Made a b feel disgusting That's a feeling I never can f with So I grind then pop out with the shove-it His h just be hitting I text him concussion Reply with the acorns And that mean he coming Glock 17 Sosafina, keep busting And he either gone Get this n or get nothing Do it right, and we just might be f I told him I love him as soon as I ned Now I gotta get to them rack-ays Now they wanna ride like a hack wave Had to cut em all off, yea the fast way Couldn't let that sh fly Like a crashed plane Steal the roaches out all of ya ashtrays And you'll never know when doe Like glass frames All this endo I smoke, got a gas taste What's the info though, woe? What the stats say? That these broke niggas still in a rat race? That these hating hs Still got the mad face? They copy a b and just add paste Play bent and you gone have a bad day But I came in all on that, f yo Keep forgetting no hooks That's that runt smoke. Hold up, wait, matter fact Where the blunt go? Oh, I found it, where the lighter? It's a run though Man y'all can't even keep up with a b Cause I got dumb flow And every loss I ever took You better know I won for And everything is fate Even when you feeling unsure And every move I make My name ring bells like the front door Neddamean Neddamean Neddamean Neddamean 7gang everything You feel me Big Pup sh Sosii 7x Back on my f sh You heard me Free my dumb a brovas lor b

They came in the clothes that I'm in And threw the phone at my wall They were strangers They drive in the car that I'm in And you never see their faces at all They were strangers They drive in the car that I'm in And you never see their faces at all They know my fears and cry in my tears Through a face without an eye at all They came in the phone that I'm in And threw the face on my wall Know my tears and cry in my fears Through an eye without a face at all Face at all... face at all... Face at all... face at all... They came in the phone that I'm in And threw the face on my wall Know my fears and cry in my tears Through a face without an eye at all.

Deja Vu PeeWee Longway Oooooohh Boot sec In a big blunt of fruit The bitch drop the top when she sat in the coupe Ooh the bitch drop the top when she sat in the coupe (Dj drama fuck these niggas up) Boot sec in a big blunt of fruit The bitch drop the top when she sat in the coupe Double o that ho sit at the carlo of the roof Bizarre everything, 40 pointers to my Louboutin's Safari Jumanji, got Louboutin futons Thots and Kardashian's, what type of bitch that you on Free Kwame Cash these niggas still peon's Skkrt! Load this bitch down in the neon Deuce Bigalow kept the pack like im Bion Deja vu bitches, this right here a re-run Adam Sandler diamonds on my bitch, water boy Skrrt skrrt go out the Bentley like im Florida boy That boy right there one button and the doors will jump Big C, triple C thats from Florida boy Dude kick the door like it's extortion Money pounds, and ammunition bandcamp (longway bitch) Whip it right out the bowl Fish-scaling out the spot, put it right around the roll Drop the top and let it blow hey Yellow bone hair blowin in the double R I got rich of the road bae Smokin OG and im smokin cigar Deja vu (deja vu) I'm havin deja vu (im havin deja vu) She want that coupe baby (She want that coupe baby) I'm havin deja vu (im havin deja vu) She want that coupe baby (She want that coupe baby) She havin deja vu-uu (She havin deja vu-u) She can't wait to get loose baby (She can't wait to get loose baby) She havin deja vu (she havin deja vu) She wanna fuck me on the blue baby (blue baby) We havin deja vu-uu Got my bitch stuffed and amored in the hills Louis Vuittons off in the hundred hundred mill Trap spot beatin gas bags on the hill James bond I'll tomb deal a hundred mill Add it up Trappin" and dab em up Gas bags the Bentley truck We sticking up sitting ducks MC I kill em bruh DK go pick em up I'm havin Deja Vu-uu She want that coupe baby (coupe baby) I got bitches like uncle lou That be trappin that Cali bud I don't want no scrub a scrub is a bitch can't get no love from wee We pullin up with choppers, hundred hunndred Fuckin on a bitch like on a grind pump I'm a dog, I'm a dog Fuckin on her mama Free DaWalt Show em how to stretch a du wap Tryna pass me a hoo-kah Longway smokin on bazoo-ka Tryna press a C, everywhere I'm a deuce Longway pullin up in a coupe African diamonds you see em through the panoramic Choppers flashin like a camera Wanna fuck me on the booo She wanna fuck me on the roof Whip it right out the bowl Fish-scaling out the spot, put it right around the roll Drop the top and let it blow hey Yellow bone hair blowin in the double lo I got rich of the road bae Smokin OG and im smokin cigar Deja vu (deja vu) I'm havin deja vu (im havin deja vu) She want that coupe baby (She want that coupe baby) I'm havin deja vu (im havin deja vu) She want that coupe baby (She want that coupe baby) She havin deja vu-uu (She havin deja vu-u) She can't wait to get loose baby (She can't wait to get loose baby) She havin deja vu (she havin deja vu) She wanna fuck me on the blue baby (blue baby) We havin deja vu-uu