I gotta get it for me me

Smoking on gas yea that tree tree

Champion team won a 3 peat

You gotta see them like 3d

Wheezing and coughing you creepy

Me and my brothers just stay g

You couldn’t ever relate to me

Spittin the game I’m getting them hoes

You couldn’t ball you couldn’t roll

You couldn’t hang you couldn’t go and

Get all this money I’m chosen for dough

Made it from nothing I hadda get going

Ain’t no excuses I put all the plugs in

My volume is loud my weed always bumping

I'm spitting these ashes I'm burning my tongue and

My flow is just limitless I keep em all jumping

No one is perfect we grew up for something

Keep me the nine it’s only seen bloody

Right now is the time we shoot at your cousins

You ride the game I smash in my name

I'm exposing the fakes I’m switching them lanes

Plane in the sky I couldn’t complain

Made it up high I’m watching for snakes

757 engraved in the veins

Smoking on cookie runtz is the wave

Trust me Lil bro we ain’t the same

Lit at the function they screaming my name

Real ones stay real can you relate

F*ck all this fake shit we couldn’t be tamed

I'm popping them bottles you bitches are crazy

I snap off the rip just like I’m da baby

I’m doing insane you bitches can’t play me

I gotta get it for me me

Smoking on gas yea that tree tree

Champion team won a 3 peat

You gotta see them like 3d

Wheezing and coughing you creepy

Me and my brothers just stay g

You couldn’t ever relate to me

Flexing and chilling I’m doing my best

I ran up the bag it got me obsessed

She liking my flow i told her say less

I put in my arm ill come for your neck

Check out my stats it got them all pressed

I’ll tour in my slides to show that im next

His pockets look empty that’s called finesse

My b*tches got plenty yours look possessed

Need me a Bentley or maybe some gin

My real love is weed and my dead presidents

Destined to win you ain’t blocking this shit

Real ones stay real came in correct

Most of you lames just faking you missed

Need me a blunt I need me a b*tch

I'm from VA don’t think I could quit

I snap off the rip I’m killing this shit

My pockets so heavy I walk wit a limp

The pain in my stomach still making me sick

I keep me the stick in case that you slip

Don’t judge a man by the color of his skin

Ran it like madden best friends with Aladdin

On top of my grind like I’m climbing a ladder

Or top the charts don’t think that it matter

Leaving my mark lost in the dark

Making a way regardless of scars

My coupe finna vanish i push it to start

Whiter than Starbucks my flow causing sparks

My best friends are demons I’m higher than mars

I gotta get it for me me

Smoking on gas yea that tree tree

Champion team won a 3 peat

You gotta see them like 3d

Wheezing and coughing you creepy

Me and my brothers just stay g

You couldn’t ever relate to me