Tofu

Rappers say they need a feature (ahh ahh) I might just breathe on the track Tell em send another rack We got everything they lack (ahh ahh) Can't a nigga hold me back Can't a bitch hold me back They hatin in vain like needles My girl ain't bad she evil Inside of a scope she sees you Cus it's a secret So if you leak it She gotta leave you see through Watching your life force seep through I know all kinds of people Playin with knives and gleeful Ayyyy I'm on the grind, earning what's mine But I got the time to bleed you I don't like hearing your lectures I keep the bliq like a western But now I shoot like a expert Bitch like a blessing Buzzin like sensor Bussin like pressure Ball with no effort Kill em like Dexter Tell me who next up Rappers say they need a feature (ahh ahh) I might just breathe on the track Tell em send another rack We got everything they lack (ahh ahh) Can't a nigga hold me back Can't a bitch hold me back Goku, I cut her off like I'm Nobu We're soul food, these bands are faker than tofu I got some hands that are quicker than Joe too Runnin numbers like I'm playing sudoku Suckas hatin over dreams that they sold you We the greatest baby thought that I told you They don't mean shit to me I am my number 1 enemy All y'all lack identity I'm leavin' you slumped like a Kennedy Hoe please, how you gon' ball with them broke knees Gettin' the bread and I'm stuffin' the bag I got a squad we ain't reppin' a flag Broly I'm boutta murk' em like Broly Brokeboy, did I hear the sound of a brokeboy Big right hand when I'm poppin' shit Like where you gonna be when the shit gets lit Like whatcha gonna do when the baseline hits But they hit me up when they need shit ethered Rappers say they need a feature (ahh ahh) I might just breathe on the track Tell em send another rack We got everything they lack (ahh ahh) Can't a nigga hold me back Can't a bitch hold me back Rappers say they need a feature (ahh ahh) I might just breathe on the track Tell em send another rack We got everything they lack (ahh ahh) Can't a nigga hold me back Can't a bitch hold me back Goku, I cut her off like I'm Nobu We're soul food, these bands are faker than tofu I got some hands that are quicker than Joe too Runnin numbers like I'm playing sudoku Suckas hatin over dreams that they sold you We the greatest baby thought that I told you