Told Y'all Freestyle

[Intro]

Told y'all, would you believe?

[Verse 1]

I'm the type to take your chick, to one of them islands huh

Have her at the crib watchin' Money and Violence, bruh

Shorty come to me cause I'm the one with the guidance, but

Bang her on the low like a gun with a silencer

Swag champ back, you just one of the challengers

Day you beat me ain't on none of these calendars

You throwin' shots, but you're a little under my caliber

We play with heavy metal, boy, I run with Metallica

Skatin' through the city like I'm one of the Islanders

You fly like this, they got to wonder who's stylin' you

The road money don't have me in New York too much

But I got the shut up money if you talk too much

Listen, if you talkin' about that man fur

You gotta get money like that man first

Whoever say the most hit that man first

Put his front in the back like a fat transfer

Like how these girls turn a gut into a butt

And be a bad bitch when they nothin' but a mutt

My shottas want it all, know nothin' about a cut

You niggas talkin' about, "Take the what and leave the what?"

Yup, I've won everything, valet life, I'm upfront with everythin'

You don't like it, more your problem than mine

Let's turn up and see if yours got more volume than mine

Yeah, I know hate, sellin' sour '98

Back then I did good, right now I'm doin' great

Like 50 and Taraji, how do we relate?

Tryin' to build an empire, niggas in power want to hate

Woah, what, you mad cause I'm fuckin' your bird?

You know I put it in my waist like I'm tuckin' a shirt

Like, "Fuck is you doin'?", A-Town voice

When I see your ass, tre pound voice

Bought the Ghost on Christmas, play 'round toy

And it's chinchilla weather, nigga, we outside

What you know about gifts that got to be outside?

It's too big, put it under the tree outside

Woah, now picture me sellin' sniff, sellin' piff

Back then my block did numbers like Taylor Swift

Yeah, Fab Sport, what? Funeral, who?

Loso, huh? Young O.G. gone

[Outro]

Look at me, look at me

I am the captain now, ha-ha-ha-ha

Fuck is y'all niggas talkin' about, boy? Huh

You only talkin' like that cause you don't respect your jaw

Brooklyn forever, told y'all