Still

[Intro]

Yeah (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah; What the fuck, nigga?)

When I pressure the [?], nigga

When I pet [?]

When I—, Uh-huh

Stop play like—

(Where the hell you been at, Deejay? Hmm?)

[Chorus]

Hmm, ayy

Play your rule, I might Van Cleef it

I came in this bitch with sauce, hot and mild, I used to wing it

Both feet, I step on shit

Bro got blocks and pressin' kits

Broke minded and pessimist

I can't be dude, I'm stretchin' shit

I remember time I was on my last

Still that nigga been puttin' up cash

Money gettin' older, it's startin' to mold

Stuff in the wall, I killed the stash

Draft ballin' and I built a skill

I be puttin' up shot, still

See my face, thеy know it's trill

I upped a hunnid, gave bro the chills

[Verse]

Trеat this rap shit like sports