Released on July 7, 2023

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[Intro]

Me, I want what's coming to me

Oh well, what's comin' to you, Tony?

The world, Chico

Ayy, okay

Uh, ayy

Okay

Uh, look


[Chorus]

My young niggas run Telegram

I'm up off sixty milligrams

I jus' fucked but she been a fan

No two-hand touch, play kill a man

Real deal junkie, but a businessman

I sealed the deal with a seal in hand

I turnt her out to Chanel and Marni

I cash her out before saying I'm sorry

I took a lot but I feel it hardly, shit


[Verse]

Everything go my way

Ridin' in the track like a date

Know I look sleepy, but I can't stay

Look like he eatin', but he in the way

Part of me wanna forget it and part of me wanna get you out the way

I got two hundred in jewelry and don't got a pendant, I barely be wеarin' a chain

My baby know how I'm livin', she know how I'm gifted, she said I'm gon' throw it away

Shе say she sick of the bag, she want somethin' fast

She know that I'm finna' ignore her

I took out sixty in cash, the bank teller be gettin' mad because I ain't order

He went from riches to rags

And I really can't be sad, because I told 'em

Bitch got an AP 'cause I adore her

I jus' bought it to shit on yours

I jus' spent three hundred in like three weeks, and next week, I'm on tour

You could jus' man up, band up, man up, band up

Young nigga, it's your choice

You could jus' man up, band up, man up, band up

Young nigga, it's your choice

Huh, ayy

Ayy, ayy, uh


[Chorus]

My young niggas run Telegram

I'm up off sixty milligrams

I jus' fucked but she been a fan

No two-hand touch, play kill a man

Real deal junkie, but a businessman

I sealed the deal with a seal in hand

I turnt' her out to Chanel and Marni

I cash her out before saying I'm sorry

I took a lot but I feel it hardly, shit


[Outro]

You could jus' man up, band up

Man up, band up

Young nigga, it's just your choice

You could jus' man up, band up

Man up, band up

Ayy, uh

My young niggas run Telegram, ayy, ayy

My young niggas run Telegram

I'm up off sixty milligrams

I jus' fucked but she been a fan

No two-hand touch, play kill a man

Real deal— but a businessman

My young niggas run Telegram, huh

You could jus' man up, band up

You know that EFG

That way, not the other way

Forever this way

Fuck everybody forever ever, it is what it is, ha

Yup