[Intro]
Uh, yeah
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
Phew, phew
Uh (Ayy)
[Chorus]
You see my bitch and prolly think I'm stressin' bad (Bad)
Wake up, run through bags (Bags), I done lost triple what niggas had (Triple)
Out of space cadet like Pluto Nash (Ayy)
Went against that shit, it got him dragged, got him patched, it ended bad (Phew)
They know me and I know ball, so when I wager, know it's leverage (Yeah)
Lil' bro got 10 milli', fold niggas up like number seven (Uh)
Rollin' nothin' but pain, inhale death, I put up damage (Damage)
All my niggas eatin', like Bruh-Man, I made a sandwich (Phew)
[Verse]
Pop out, traffic, all my shorties strapped, no Travis Barker, ayy
Nigga's opinion nothin', he scared to try, I try harder, ayy
Played this shit back twice, he caught game, I'm Ted talkin' (Damn)
'Raq baby, everything a go, I don't stop and I ain't pausin', ayy (Damn)
I ain't for none of that small talk, they askin', I can't call it (Phew)
Waist Deep Tyrese, I end feuds and hit targets (On my momma)
Way too rich for arguments, you can tell it by my posture (Ayy)
Thank God I'm made me, I make commas, he make nada, nigga (He make nada, nigga)
[Chorus]
You see my bitch and prolly think I'm stressin' bad (Bad)
Wake up, run through bags (Phew), I done lost triple what niggas had (These niggas had)
Out of space cadet like Pluto Nash (Ayy)
Went against that shit, it got him dragged, got him patched, it ended bad (Damn)
They know me and I know ball, so when I wager, know it's leverage (Phew)
Lil' bro got 10 milli', fold niggas up like number seven (Lil' bro got 10 milli')
Rollin' nothin' but pain, inhale death, I put up damage (Damage)
All my niggas eatin', like Bruh-Man, I made a sandwich
[Outro]
Pop out, traffic, all my shorties strapped, no Travis Barker, ayy
Played this shit back twice, he caught game, I'm Ted talkin', ayy
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