[Chorus]
Nigga was talkin’ like he really on that so we put that boy in a box
See what I got and now these niggas want it
Boy you niggas just need to stop
Don’t give a fuck bitch I’ll order some food while I’m on the run from the law
Aztro Kidd can I come hang with the crew?
Boy you know damn well that’s a naw
Flat line a boy for talkin’ out his ass, bitch you know I stay with that iron
She broke my heart and put me in the past, now she steady callin’ me fine
No doubt about it your music is trash, who the fuck put him on the mic
Stay talkin’ shit but you know you a rat, scary ass ain’t even tryna fight
[Verse 1]
Niggas mad because they know that I’m sick as fuck and wish that I was contagious
You tried to talk down on my name but just know ain’t no giving up so you just gon’ have to take it
My young niggas demons, they hop out and might snatch a nigga up and put his ass in a basement
Ain’t no telling what thеy gonna do so you might wanna stick em up before thеy give you a face lift
Know I’m blessed with a gift then I listen to yo shit, I’m like what the fuck is he rappin’ for
Niggas spending they time under all of my comments but ain’t gettin’ cash, that ain’t addin’ up
Always tryna throw shade but that boy know damn well there’s a brim on his head cause he cap as fuck
And I be out the way, no I don’t wanna link with nobody and no I can’t you dap you up
Filled up my time I been writin’ these rhymes, give a fuck bout a date bitch my feelings is numb
Got the bros on my back now we gettin’ that paper
We get to that bank while y’all stuck holdin’ ones
They don’t like how Aztro don’t be up in the mix, cause he stay out the way as he countin’ them funds
She a whole different person when she is not with ya, she came to my place and we had us some fun
[Chorus]
Nigga was talkin’ like he really on that so we put that boy in a box
See what I got and now these niggas want it
Boy you niggas just need to stop
Don’t give a fuck bitch I’ll order some food while I’m on the run from the law
Aztro Kidd can I come hang with the crew?
Boy you know damn well that’s a naw
Flat line a boy for talkin’ out his ass, bitch you know I stay with that iron
She broke my heart and put me in the past, now she steady callin’ me fine
No doubt about it your music is trash, who the fuck put him on the mic
Stay talkin’ shit but you know you a rat, scary ass ain’t even tryna fight
[Verse 2]
Mmmm, all my niggas in the ride, all my nigggas down to kill some
Who taught that nigga how to go slide, I’m still here, he ain’t kill none
Workin’ my way up, no I cannot slow down
I gotta stay up cause they want me gone now
No we can not make up I heard you a hoe now
Don’t got time for these bitches cause my wrist on froze now
Oh oh aye, what is you on
Boy that nigga he know he a clone
Every day of the week smokin’ strong
If they try a hit then bitch it’s on
Niggas talk like they really on top
But they music just sound the same as every nigga tho
And my pockets they filled up with knots
So don’t try to come close you know I’ll pull the trigger hoe
Fucked yo bitch and I don’t even dig her tho
Took a trip to an island
Yo bitch she be wildin’
When she seen me she started strippin’ hoe
Think she really from Thailand
And shout my niggas man that be gang, they do the most
One word and they all slidin’
Had to leave her alone after gettin’ head
Baby fever is not what I’m tryna catch
[Chorus]
Nigga was talkin’ like he really on that so we put that boy in a box
See what I got and now these niggas want it
Boy you niggas just need to stop
Don’t give a fuck bitch I’ll order some food while I’m on the run from the law
Aztro Kidd can I come hang with the crew?
Boy you know damn well that’s a naw
Flat line a boy for talkin’ out his ass, bitch you know I stay with that iron
She broke my heart and put me in the past, now she steady callin’ me fine
No doubt about it your music is trash, who the fuck put him on the mic
Stay talkin’ shit but you know you a rat, scary ass ain’t even tryna fight