Stats

[Hook]

Don’t wanna be friends with none of these niggas theses niggas is back biters

I keep up my head don’t get enough credit cause shit i don’t act like em

They tryna get ahead they study my style these [???] wanna rap like me

I know fasure you ain’t trap like me one 25 [???]

58 58 Craig poppin, you ain’t got no stats like me

Cutlass Ciera i trapped out it, you ain't got no stats like me

For bitches that used to talk bad bout me, you ain't got no stats like me

You ain't got no stacks like me, You ain't got no stacks like me (you ain’t got it)

[Verse 1: Kur]

Happy my hard life is over

It’s gon’ get hard when you closer

BItches got all type of motifs

Let that shit fly don’t approach us

Giving it time when it get slower

Waking up high never sober

I’m staying silent never [???]

I’m in the valley chilling smoking

She want kitana's we gon [???]

Came from the bottom shot was open

Yo I got loud out I was posted

Don’t need a timeout dawg i’m focused

Niggas gon wild out snapping [???]

NIggas start hiding when they owe you

Call me i’m grinding i was mogle

Late night i’m out there I was sober

Crashed the wheel it was totaled

Niggas be thirsty on these socials

Niggas thats thirty I could coach ‘em

Imma keep working like i’m ‘posed to

Don’t take it personal i ain’t expose you

Dozing off I just had two circles

Showing off now I got em nervous

Going I finally feel my purpose

Got it off everyday i’m serving

I needed some money i was hurting

On the next bitch cause this ain’t working

On the next lick cause this ain't working

Catch me a purse the same person

I use to hang out past curfew

I use to hang out past

[Hook]

Don’t wanna be friends with none of these niggas theses niggas is back biters

I keep up my head don’t get enough credit cause shit i don’t act like em

They tryna get ahead they study my style these [???] wanna rap like me

I know fasure you ain’t trap like me one 25 [???]

58 58 Craig poppin, you ain’t got no stats like me

Cutlass Ciera I trapped out it, you ain't got no stats like me

For bitches that used to talk bad bout me, you ain't got no stats like me

You ain't got no stacks like me, You ain't got no stacks like me (you ain’t got it)

[Verse 2: Mozzy]

You niggas ain't get to the bags like me

Conversating tryna act like me

I be hopping out mad icy

Called the lil bitch [???]

Every nigga in the clan slimey

Hella niggas in the can fighting

Gang banging I stand by it

Any nigga get stand by it

Any nigga get blamed bout it thats word out to [???]

Hell gang [???]

And we don’t tolerate squealing I got some killers with me right now

They tired of just sitting around

I got some pounds in the house [???]

I need a mill [???] in my account

I’m just thinking out loud

I was thinking bout a new rollie and I might as well bust down

They know i’m up a hunnid couple thou

Bro running running round

Mickey mouse on the chopstick bitch thats a whole hunnid rounds

I see the money imma run it down

I don’t fuck around when it come to that

How you don’t feed the niggas that you be around nah we ain't into nun of that

I see the money imma run it down

I don’t fuck around when it come to that

How you don’t feed the niggas that you be around nah we ain't into nun of that

[Hook]

Don’t wanna be friends with none of these niggas theses niggas is back biters

I keep up my head don’t get enough credit cause shit i don’t act like em

They tryna get ahead they study my style these [???] wanna rap like me

I know fasure you ain’t trap like me one 25 [???]

58 58 Craig poppin, you ain’t got no stats like me

Cutlass Ciera I trapped out it, you ain't got no stats like me

For bitches that used to talk bad bout me, you ain't got no stats like me

You ain't got no stacks like me, You ain't got no stacks like me (you ain’t got it)