
Ya'll know who did this sh*t
Tay Keith f*ck em up, Tay Keith f*ck EM UP!
Look who pulled up in a charger
Backwood im sparking
Upon my departure
I grew up without a father
Dont do no arguing
Ain't with the duckin and dodgin
My money keep gettin larger
So ima target
Yo lil sh*t need some enlargement
Gucci sweater mr rodgers
Paid like a doctor
These n*ggas shop at the market
These n*ggas fake and they flodgin
Fendi runners on when im joggin
Diamonds on me and my partners
All the fellas got rocks john carter
My n*gga just caught a few charges
Now I gotta go a lil harder
And im choppin sh*t like barbers
And im drippin sauce like tarter
And now these lil b*tches keep lookin
They sick of these rookies
They lovin the way that I drip
Whoaa I po' me 4
Then stick out my pinky to show off my ring when I sip
All this water on me, think its gettin too deep
I needa go buy me a ship
She said she wanted a kid, I told ha you trippin
And then I put one on her lip
Told that lil bit that I'm straight
Then put ha outta my place
It ain't no cuffin
Lil b*tch I woulda been f*ckin with police if that was the case
Shoe with no lace
Ballin so hard broke my ankle
I think I might need me a brace
Im in a rush
Tryna go run up this paper
They cannot keep up with my pace
b*tch im the sh*t yuh
I look like a lick yuh
If you try to hit yuh
I bet you gone miss yuh
I got em thinkin im gettin old
Cuz I walk around with a stick whoaa
I spent a check on my kicks whoaa
Got em like where did you get those
I walk around with a hitta
Yo n*gga pus*y boy where did you get him?
I must be numb cuz I cannot feel em
f*ck around ape his ass like a gorilla
Ice on my neck and its givin me shivers
In the villa overlookin a river
Middle of winter im rockin chinchilla
Baby nine on me and b*tch ima sitter
But umm ring the alarm
This sh*t im smokin a bomb
Louie V down at the prom
Louie V all over moms
You know the biz my nig
Lil n*gga but they call me big ya dig
Designer bag holdin my cig ya dig
Run up on me pull the trig ya dig
Aye yo lil b*tch she a hooker
Dont fw them so I can't say I took her
Brick on my wrist like a just did a cook up
Better come with that batch in when you book us
Cartier frames like I got the hook up
b*tch when you talkin to me better look up
I can tell I got these lil n*ggas shook up
Im somewhere smokin dope with my foot up
Rockin rose gold like a penny
Told my n*ggas we'll be on in a minute
Told my b*tch I'll be home in a minute
Give her good pipe
Make ha moan when im in it
God forgive me I know I been sinning
Look at my image they know I been spending
Dont look too hard cuz I might get offended
Its been a month since I been in the city
I put some ice on my throat
I put some ice on my hoe
Run up on me n*gga know
I got that stick in a tote
Then n*ggas said I was broke
I took that sh*t as a joke
You a lil sheep im the goat
So dont get put on a coat
These n*ggas thought I was done
Dont pass the baton
We already won
We do not correspond
Dont fw them guys I feel like a nun
I bet not settle for crumbs
I want me a M because thats where I'm from
That sh*t you doin I done
I'm bored its makin yawn
So I skate off in a international car
Why he ridin with the doors ajar?
Remember when I couldn't afford a car
Now these n*ggas can't afford a bar from me
These n*ggas copy me
Sick of the mockery
b*tch do not talk to me
b*tch get up off of me
If you ain't with me then n*gga stay far from me
You should come work for me
You'll learn a lot from me
f*ck up a check on my cash day
Live every day like my last day
Won't let me in through the front door
f*ck it im takin the back way
I woke up feelin tremendous
My bank account lookin splendid
This ain't a act or a gimmick
So if I said it I meant it for real
f*ck up a check on my cash day
Live every day like my last day
Won't let me in through the front door
f*ck it im takin the back way
I woke up feelin tremendous
My bank account lookin splendid
This ain't a act or a gimmick
So if I said it I meant it for real
Tay Keith f*ck em up, Tay Keith f*ck EM UP!
Look who pulled up in a charger
Backwood im sparking
Upon my departure
I grew up without a father
Dont do no arguing
Ain't with the duckin and dodgin
My money keep gettin larger
So ima target
Yo lil sh*t need some enlargement
Gucci sweater mr rodgers
Paid like a doctor
These n*ggas shop at the market
These n*ggas fake and they flodgin
Fendi runners on when im joggin
Diamonds on me and my partners
All the fellas got rocks john carter
My n*gga just caught a few charges
Now I gotta go a lil harder
And im choppin sh*t like barbers
And im drippin sauce like tarter
And now these lil b*tches keep lookin
They sick of these rookies
They lovin the way that I drip
Whoaa I po' me 4
Then stick out my pinky to show off my ring when I sip
All this water on me, think its gettin too deep
I needa go buy me a ship
She said she wanted a kid, I told ha you trippin
And then I put one on her lip
Told that lil bit that I'm straight
Then put ha outta my place
It ain't no cuffin
Lil b*tch I woulda been f*ckin with police if that was the case
Shoe with no lace
Ballin so hard broke my ankle
I think I might need me a brace
Im in a rush
Tryna go run up this paper
They cannot keep up with my pace
b*tch im the sh*t yuh
I look like a lick yuh
If you try to hit yuh
I bet you gone miss yuh
I got em thinkin im gettin old
Cuz I walk around with a stick whoaa
I spent a check on my kicks whoaa
Got em like where did you get those
I walk around with a hitta
Yo n*gga pus*y boy where did you get him?
I must be numb cuz I cannot feel em
f*ck around ape his ass like a gorilla
Ice on my neck and its givin me shivers
In the villa overlookin a river
Middle of winter im rockin chinchilla
Baby nine on me and b*tch ima sitter
But umm ring the alarm
This sh*t im smokin a bomb
Louie V down at the prom
Louie V all over moms
You know the biz my nig
Lil n*gga but they call me big ya dig
Designer bag holdin my cig ya dig
Run up on me pull the trig ya dig
Aye yo lil b*tch she a hooker
Dont fw them so I can't say I took her
Brick on my wrist like a just did a cook up
Better come with that batch in when you book us
Cartier frames like I got the hook up
b*tch when you talkin to me better look up
I can tell I got these lil n*ggas shook up
Im somewhere smokin dope with my foot up
Rockin rose gold like a penny
Told my n*ggas we'll be on in a minute
Told my b*tch I'll be home in a minute
Give her good pipe
Make ha moan when im in it
God forgive me I know I been sinning
Look at my image they know I been spending
Dont look too hard cuz I might get offended
Its been a month since I been in the city
I put some ice on my throat
I put some ice on my hoe
Run up on me n*gga know
I got that stick in a tote
Then n*ggas said I was broke
I took that sh*t as a joke
You a lil sheep im the goat
So dont get put on a coat
These n*ggas thought I was done
Dont pass the baton
We already won
We do not correspond
Dont fw them guys I feel like a nun
I bet not settle for crumbs
I want me a M because thats where I'm from
That sh*t you doin I done
I'm bored its makin yawn
So I skate off in a international car
Why he ridin with the doors ajar?
Remember when I couldn't afford a car
Now these n*ggas can't afford a bar from me
These n*ggas copy me
Sick of the mockery
b*tch do not talk to me
b*tch get up off of me
If you ain't with me then n*gga stay far from me
You should come work for me
You'll learn a lot from me
f*ck up a check on my cash day
Live every day like my last day
Won't let me in through the front door
f*ck it im takin the back way
I woke up feelin tremendous
My bank account lookin splendid
This ain't a act or a gimmick
So if I said it I meant it for real
f*ck up a check on my cash day
Live every day like my last day
Won't let me in through the front door
f*ck it im takin the back way
I woke up feelin tremendous
My bank account lookin splendid
This ain't a act or a gimmick
So if I said it I meant it for real
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