Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yah, Yah
Yeah
Look
I don't give a fuck about niggas
They're wasting my time
I should charge them a fee
She said she want more heroics
But bitch I'm too stoic
I don't give a fuck who I please
Me and this paper go co-op
Pinocchio cutoff
These niggas be talking too cheap
I ain't got nothing to show off
So niggas ain't showing until I come back looking cheesy
Okay bitch don't come back when you need me
All this chitting and chatting depletes me
Way I'm stacking I make it look easy
Cop me a bag and I do it on repeat
This a service, I don't do no freebies
Couldn't pay then you can't even see me
I'm too nice, I can't never be greedy
Came from a time when nobody could feed me
I been flipping this paper, gymnastics
Moving in silence, this shits been a habit
On the move then I gotta go grab it
Play any way and this shit could turn tragic
Out the mud, out the dirt, had me gasping
I had to stay just to move up in status
Coughing coming up dryer than cactus
Niggas just leaning this shit for the practice
Yeah, gas
I'm on the top, that's a fact
Don't give a fuck who you ask
Niggas ain't up for the task
That's facts
Bags?
I'm bringing them up by the mass
They're tryna run up my path
Shit, you'll have to be quicker than that
Only truth is the bag, that's the motive
Got two straps on my sides, they supportive
Cop a pack after pack after pack after pack
On my shit, know a nigga too focused
Got no time for these niggas they hoeing
Loyalty ain't a thing, what I noticed
If his face on a tee and his mama out crying
I can't say it wasn't expected
See, my biddie a bad boo
Kept me straight here for about two or three years
I can never fool
Keeping careful, know there's enemies in my peers
I keep a stained tool
If the blue's clues point a nigga right the fuck here
Deep in Black America
You ain't threatening nothing, this is kill or killed to be fair
You know why I don't make any sounds?
Cause I never gave a fuck
Niggas saying they'll settle something
I pull with something, have these niggas stuck
Way I move, if a nigga want it, just to stay in line keeps my prices up
Puffing power greens, I'm pushing buttercups
Turn a power deal into a bigger buck
On my money lust, nigga
Gas
I'm on the top, that's a fact
Don't give a fuck who you ask
Niggas ain't up for the task
That's facts
Bags?
I'm bringing them up by the mass
They're tryna run up my path
Shit, you'll have to be quicker than that
Lil bitch