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[ Hook ]

( Aye ) Keep me posted , i do shit and I niggas talk about it like a talk show but it ain’t Conan

We in ya crib like the door opened , you ain’t stepping on us

Smack a nigga wit a glass bottle till his head buss

I keep hopping outta Beamer trucks

Tried hidin and then you run into us

Everyday I had wore trap clothes now the cash coming i could switch it up

Niggas call my phone w broke vibes I could feel it comin when I pick it up

Barely had it as a teenager , if it fall out I could pick it up

[ Verse 1 ]

We ain’t fuckin w you , I ain’t even tryna wait , can niggas get paid ?
Shout outs the twins ,  niggas had us chasin ops they block running round crazy

We Rob grown men not ladies , i had it setup you baited

We ain’t gone let up , till we make it , you wanna play games let’s play it

I always agree wit myself , top slide I ain’t screaming for help

It was always us we ain’t neva need help , fuck the light tell em meet me hell

I need some space , this henny got me on face but these money make sure I’m a wake

And i feel when the school bus as soon as it kick in I gotta stay active I’m not tryna bait

Kam got the bank , i got some cash in my pockets but most of it stay in a safe

( Wassup w you niggas ? ) wassup you fluzzy ass niggas It’s time that I separate ( Word )

I grew up w trapstars That turnt up the city and we be linkin up everyday

You was somewhere takin orders by someone who sellin names

[ Hook ]

( Aye ) Like keep me posted , i do shit and I niggas talk about it like a talk show but it ain’t Conan
We in ya crib like the door opened , you ain’t stepping on us

Smack a nigga wit a glass bottle till his head buss

Damn nigga I keep hopping outta Beamer trucks

Tried hidin and then you run into us

Everyday I had wore trap clothes now the cash coming i could  switch it up

Niggas call my phone w broke vibes I could feel it comin for I pick it up

Barely had it as a teenager , if shit fall out I could pick it up
[ Verse 2 ]

We don’t .. fuck around , you wanna play move the fuck around

Finesse Family Chains finna bus em down , I leave New York and Then i fuck up another town

I kno for sure , Richie gunna pull up on me , I drink henny I get High w my homies

How a nigga want my head and they 40 , I ain’t scared I kno they makin up stories

Henny the cup I ain’t into the dusse , i get money in my racers usin

I grew up cut throat fuckkk you sayin , foreign and slim and feds that’s a new pain
Is you gone sleep about it or is you gone get right ?

I been up 5 days , this is 6th night

[ Hook ]

( Aye ) Like keep me posted , i do shit and I niggas talk about it like a talk show but it ain’t Conan

We in ya crib like the door opened , you ain’t stepping on us

Smack a nigga wit a glass bottle till his head buss

Damn nigga I keep hopping outta Beamer trucks

Tried hidin and then you run into us

Everyday I had wore trap clothes now the cash coming i could switch it up

Niggas call my phone w broke vibes I could feel it comin for I pick it up

Barely had it as a teenager , if shit fall out I could pick it up