I be rocking shows nigga
My fans scream and chant
Rock expensive clothes nigga
I rock designer pants
We kick in your door nigga
He ain't have no chance
She said don't cut my songs on
They put her in a trance
I was going solo
But that was moving slow mo
What they doing wrong I don't know
When we link tell her no photos
My time with her was so so
But she jumped on it like pogo
They ain't wanna know bro
When it was just me and Koso
They ain't really fuck with me till I was bout to blow tho
Stick under the fucking seat but keep that on the low tho
Me and Nissim wearing helmut lang
All black just like Bruce Wayne
GMG Imma do my thing
Big house fast cars bad broads bling bling
If you ain't gang then a nigga can't hang
If the bitch bad I might just bang bang
Niggas ain't hearing understanding my slang
Imma throw back if he reach for my chain
Tried to cut me off when I stayed in my lane
Now niggas gotta see pain yo
We make blood splatter like paint yo
It's getting hard for me to hold up
It's getting hard for me to hold up
Is it getting hot in here or is it us
I could spend all this gualla but I don't want this stuff
I be rocking shows nigga
My fans scream and chant
Rock expensive clothes nigga
I rock designer pants
We kick in your door nigga
He ain't have no chance
She said don't cut my songs on
They put her in a trance
I was going solo
But that was moving slow mo