Oh man, Greedo got 100 years, I told you
This nigga weird
I got extradited in some Gucci flip flops
I got extradited with a whole lot of money
Police pulled up, caught me on the I-40
One year later, Rolling Stone top 40
Don't know shit about no bricks 'cause I don't have a trap house, no
I don't know shit about no bricks 'cause
I don't have a trap house, no, no, no
Quiet as kept, I was rolling loud
Somebody snitching, tried to vote me out
Got me a bitch that love to hold me down
If I'm talking 'bout the bricks it's just a Jordan down
Bitch I'm that nigga you done heard about
Just watched David Drake, they say I shut it down
No jumper but I'm balling so my daughter smile
Just bought her that PS4 with VR, iPhone 8 in Dior
Somebody must've pushed a button 'cause I'm an active donkey, Eeyore
Off that Act how I'm sleeping, off that
Lean, nigga might just need the E.R
'Cause my heart be just like Ty '
Cause I'm off Remy, dank, and weed bags
I got extradited in some Gucci flip flops
I got extradited with a whole lot of money
Police pulled up, caught me on the I-40
One year later, Rolling Stone top 40
Don't know shit about no bricks 'cause I don't have a trap house, no
I don't know shit about no bricks 'cause
I don't have a trap house, no, no, no
Right back at it, lines of power, who want static
Pull your card, bitch I'm Gambit, I'm that pistol on that rabbit
Turn around and niggas at him, only
Difference I'ma clap before I'm damaged
I'm a stand up nigga but my name ain't Bob Saget
Been like Yeezy, riding traffic, off that 21 Savage
Wreck a boy, you knew he had it
With my dawg until my dawg had to go faggot, it was tragic
He ain't even mean to switch up but this money do that magic
Saw a big game off some traffic, what
The fuck these niggas talking 'bout?
Still standing high shit, ain't stop my fits, no potty mouth
Greedy, eat his track up like a motherfucking patty melt
Fuck this shit, Versace, boy I'm matching with this Bally belt
Chaz nigga, talking shit ass nigga
But every time you see me on my dick, gas nigga
All you need
For real, like, I give you a rap for real
I got extradited in some Gucci flip flops
I got extradited with a whole lot of money
Police pulled up, caught me on the I-40
One year later, Rolling Stone top 40
Don't know shit about no bricks 'cause I don't have a trap house, no
I don't know shit about no bricks 'cause
I don't have a trap house, no, no, no
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