Cut that shit up, Baso
Gav, why'd you do it to 'em? (Oooh, yeah)
Run up a stack and ghost
Blast the post (Woo)
I might assist the gang (Gang)
But I think I'm passing most
Cause I don't let oppas hang
Unless it's off the dome
They sending shots I'll send it back like it's a palindrome (Oooh)
You rely on lines like an addict do
Genetics got you on the field dropping passes threw (You can tell 'em we ain't missing, no)
If it was me, I would have it all day (Yeah)
We ain't homies there ain't nothing in my DMs for you
Ain't no you and I
Only thing you do is just be peaking on our side
So I had to tell 'em (We ain't missing)
Don't be playing on my name it gets too live
We don't need the bridges we too high to catch a ride (Yeah)
I'm way cleaner than my barber fades it
On vacation celebration get back home to fornication
Got here by myself with little complications few affiliations (Yessir, ahh)
Now I got women tryna slide on me from different places (Woo)
Yeah, bread and butter built from nothing
Now that I got checks incoming, royalties and haters bumping
Hard to keep the keep the cash from coming
But it's none for you so what you finna do?
They try to say they always winning but I never lose (Woo)
Yeah, didn't need 'em then and I don't need 'em now (I don't need 'em now)
Yeah, we'd be flying high if we ain't hold it down (Hold it down)
Yeah, I see 'em swingin' but they ain't hit me, no
I'm Nolan Ryan back in '93
Old bitches calling my phone, I had to put it to rest (Woo)
Exes on top of they dome, they dead to me I don't fret
X to who crosses me next, X to the O's on my checks (Yessir)
Pour triple x and digest, too hot ain't breaking a sweat (Yeah)
They tryna ask for a K, I'll go and body myself
If you have music that sells (Sells)
Yeah, don't make me say it
I can make shit complicated
Dot your eyes and cross my T's
So if you clowning, we can play it for you, ahhh (Ahhh)
Ain't no you and I
Only thing you do is just be peaking on our side
So I had to tell 'em
Don't be playing on my name it gets too live
We don't need the bridges we too high to catch a ride
Don't make me tell 'em
Yeah, don't make me tell 'em
Don't make me tell 'em for you, ahh
Yeah, don't make me do it to you, ahh
Yeah, don't make me tell 'em for you
Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now?
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Cut that shit up, Baso
Gav, why'd you do it to 'em? (Oooh, yeah)
Run up a stack and ghost
Blast the post (Woo)
I might assist the gang (Gang)
But I think I'm passing most
Cause I don't let oppas hang
Unless it's off the dome
They sending shots I'll send it back like it's a palindrome (Oooh)
You rely on lines like an addict do
Genetics got you on the field dropping passes threw (You can tell 'em we ain't missing, no)
If it was me, I would have it all day (Yeah)
We ain't homies there ain't nothing in my DMs for you
Ain't no you and I
Only thing you do is just be peaking on our side
So I had to tell 'em (We ain't missing)
Don't be playing on my name it gets too live
We don't need the bridges we too high to catch a ride (Yeah)
I'm way cleaner than my barber fades it
On vacation celebration get back home to fornication
Got here by myself with little complications few affiliations (Yessir, ahh)
Now I got women tryna slide on me from different places (Woo)
Yeah, bread and butter built from nothing
Now that I got checks incoming, royalties and haters bumping
Hard to keep the keep the cash from coming
But it's none for you so what you finna do?
They try to say they always winning but I never lose (Woo)
Yeah, didn't need 'em then and I don't need 'em now (I don't need 'em now)
Yeah, we'd be flying high if we ain't hold it down (Hold it down)
Yeah, I see 'em swingin' but they ain't hit me, no
I'm Nolan Ryan back in '93
Old bitches calling my phone, I had to put it to rest (Woo)
Exes on top of they dome, they dead to me I don't fret
X to who crosses me next, X to the O's on my checks (Yessir)
Pour triple x and digest, too hot ain't breaking a sweat (Yeah)
They tryna ask for a K, I'll go and body myself
If you have music that sells (Sells)
Yeah, don't make me say it
I can make shit complicated
Dot your eyes and cross my T's
So if you clowning, we can play it for you, ahhh (Ahhh)
Ain't no you and I
Only thing you do is just be peaking on our side
So I had to tell 'em
Don't be playing on my name it gets too live
We don't need the bridges we too high to catch a ride
Don't make me tell 'em
Yeah, don't make me tell 'em
Don't make me tell 'em for you, ahh
Yeah, don't make me do it to you, ahh
Yeah, don't make me tell 'em for you
Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now?
Gav, why'd you do it to 'em? (Oooh, yeah)
Run up a stack and ghost
Blast the post (Woo)
I might assist the gang (Gang)
But I think I'm passing most
Cause I don't let oppas hang
Unless it's off the dome
They sending shots I'll send it back like it's a palindrome (Oooh)
You rely on lines like an addict do
Genetics got you on the field dropping passes threw (You can tell 'em we ain't missing, no)
If it was me, I would have it all day (Yeah)
We ain't homies there ain't nothing in my DMs for you
Ain't no you and I
Only thing you do is just be peaking on our side
So I had to tell 'em (We ain't missing)
Don't be playing on my name it gets too live
We don't need the bridges we too high to catch a ride (Yeah)
I'm way cleaner than my barber fades it
On vacation celebration get back home to fornication
Got here by myself with little complications few affiliations (Yessir, ahh)
Now I got women tryna slide on me from different places (Woo)
Yeah, bread and butter built from nothing
Now that I got checks incoming, royalties and haters bumping
Hard to keep the keep the cash from coming
But it's none for you so what you finna do?
They try to say they always winning but I never lose (Woo)
Yeah, didn't need 'em then and I don't need 'em now (I don't need 'em now)
Yeah, we'd be flying high if we ain't hold it down (Hold it down)
Yeah, I see 'em swingin' but they ain't hit me, no
I'm Nolan Ryan back in '93
Old bitches calling my phone, I had to put it to rest (Woo)
Exes on top of they dome, they dead to me I don't fret
X to who crosses me next, X to the O's on my checks (Yessir)
Pour triple x and digest, too hot ain't breaking a sweat (Yeah)
They tryna ask for a K, I'll go and body myself
If you have music that sells (Sells)
Yeah, don't make me say it
I can make shit complicated
Dot your eyes and cross my T's
So if you clowning, we can play it for you, ahhh (Ahhh)
Ain't no you and I
Only thing you do is just be peaking on our side
So I had to tell 'em
Don't be playing on my name it gets too live
We don't need the bridges we too high to catch a ride
Don't make me tell 'em
Yeah, don't make me tell 'em
Don't make me tell 'em for you, ahh
Yeah, don't make me do it to you, ahh
Yeah, don't make me tell 'em for you
Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now?
Writer: Nial Johnson
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