Talk a lot of shit on the gram, yeah
You ain't really f*ckin with the fam, yeah
Say you gonna pull up but you can't, yeah
Yeah you are not a groupie you a fan, yeah
Pull up in a green jeep with yo bitch, yeah
Bet I got an M3 on my wishlist, yeah
Better stop talkin shit this ain't a hit or miss
Put you down number one on my hit list
Wake up in the morning feelin good im great, yeah
F*ck the cocoa pebbles I got rappers on my plate
Two teaspoons and you know it tastes great
Why you keep talkin? I got nothin on my name
I got nothin on my fame bitch i'm tryna die in vain, yeah
Bury me with pain you ain't posted on my grave
I can feel it in my brain yeah I think you kinda late
Yeah, yeah I think that is the case
Talk a lot of shit on the gram, yeah
You ain't really f*ckin with the fam, yeah
Say you gonna pull up but you can't, yeah
Yeah you are not a groupie you a fan, yeah
Pull up in a green jeep with yo bitch, yeah
Bet I got an M3 on my wishlist, yeah
Better stop talkin shit this ain't a hit or miss
Put you down number one on my hit list
Wake up in the morning feelin good im great, yeah
F*ck the cocoa pebbles I got rappers on my plate
Two teaspoons and you know it tastes great
Why you keep talkin? I got nothin on my name
I got nothin on my fame bitch i'm tryna die in vain, yeah
Bury me with pain you ain't posted on my grave
I can feel it in my brain yeah I think you kinda late
Yeah, yeah I think that is the case
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Talk a lot of shit on the gram, yeah
You ain't really f*ckin with the fam, yeah
Say you gonna pull up but you can't, yeah
Yeah you are not a groupie you a fan, yeah
Pull up in a green jeep with yo bitch, yeah
Bet I got an M3 on my wishlist, yeah
Better stop talkin shit this ain't a hit or miss
Put you down number one on my hit list
Wake up in the morning feelin good im great, yeah
F*ck the cocoa pebbles I got rappers on my plate
Two teaspoons and you know it tastes great
Why you keep talkin? I got nothin on my name
I got nothin on my fame bitch i'm tryna die in vain, yeah
Bury me with pain you ain't posted on my grave
I can feel it in my brain yeah I think you kinda late
Yeah, yeah I think that is the case
Talk a lot of shit on the gram, yeah
You ain't really f*ckin with the fam, yeah
Say you gonna pull up but you can't, yeah
Yeah you are not a groupie you a fan, yeah
Pull up in a green jeep with yo bitch, yeah
Bet I got an M3 on my wishlist, yeah
Better stop talkin shit this ain't a hit or miss
Put you down number one on my hit list
Wake up in the morning feelin good im great, yeah
F*ck the cocoa pebbles I got rappers on my plate
Two teaspoons and you know it tastes great
Why you keep talkin? I got nothin on my name
I got nothin on my fame bitch i'm tryna die in vain, yeah
Bury me with pain you ain't posted on my grave
I can feel it in my brain yeah I think you kinda late
Yeah, yeah I think that is the case
You ain't really f*ckin with the fam, yeah
Say you gonna pull up but you can't, yeah
Yeah you are not a groupie you a fan, yeah
Pull up in a green jeep with yo bitch, yeah
Bet I got an M3 on my wishlist, yeah
Better stop talkin shit this ain't a hit or miss
Put you down number one on my hit list
Wake up in the morning feelin good im great, yeah
F*ck the cocoa pebbles I got rappers on my plate
Two teaspoons and you know it tastes great
Why you keep talkin? I got nothin on my name
I got nothin on my fame bitch i'm tryna die in vain, yeah
Bury me with pain you ain't posted on my grave
I can feel it in my brain yeah I think you kinda late
Yeah, yeah I think that is the case
Talk a lot of shit on the gram, yeah
You ain't really f*ckin with the fam, yeah
Say you gonna pull up but you can't, yeah
Yeah you are not a groupie you a fan, yeah
Pull up in a green jeep with yo bitch, yeah
Bet I got an M3 on my wishlist, yeah
Better stop talkin shit this ain't a hit or miss
Put you down number one on my hit list
Wake up in the morning feelin good im great, yeah
F*ck the cocoa pebbles I got rappers on my plate
Two teaspoons and you know it tastes great
Why you keep talkin? I got nothin on my name
I got nothin on my fame bitch i'm tryna die in vain, yeah
Bury me with pain you ain't posted on my grave
I can feel it in my brain yeah I think you kinda late
Yeah, yeah I think that is the case
Writer: Ethan Timms
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