Oh yeah b* talk down on me oh yeah
Oh yeah nigga talk down on me oh yeah
Oh yeah I just got bands on me oh yeah
Oh yeah come try to put your hands on me oh yeah
You gone die where you stand
I'm the supplier supplying this fire
The b*s know I'm in demand
I hold that shit down
And Im rocking a smile'cause
I'm knowing it's part of the plan
I hop in that whip going fast I'm making it drift
Take a tab and take her a Lyft
I'm the man i'ma star make a wish
I got plans I'm reaching for them
I got brothers I do this for them
I slowed up yeah I gotta admit it
But I am not trippin' I know what it is
I know what it is and it isn't
Don't throw dirt on my name, make me livid
I might spin your lil'block in a civic
Niggas hatin'on me from a distance
Got a bad b* want pay me a visit
Yeah I love when I talk and she listen
Yeah I earned all my stripes I'm official
And they fell in love with my hooks
I went fishing yeah, just riddle me
I got a bad bitch from the Philippine
Pull up and pop at my enemies
Niggas might look tough but ain't bout that energy
If I spin that lil boy and I use this lil fye
Then he cooked like some god damn rotisserie
Yeah she know I'm that boy and I turn up her high
She say damn brisko you killing me
Say damn Jbrisko you killing me
I'm in a AMG bae is you kidding me, kidding me
Won't go back and forth with no mini me's, mini me
I'm too elite nigga i been a G, been a G
Plus these young niggas moving too finicky
I'm not a saint boy I guess that's the sin in me
Cuz this 9 millimeter defending me
If you cut from this sheet then you feeling me
& pop her a bean like kidneys,
made it this far for a reason uh
Niggas hate me for no reason yeah
Niggas got 99 reasons yeah
And a b* probably 1 of them reasons,
And I'm not in control of the seasons
So I talk to God when I'm feeling conceited
Belly of the Beast with a G how she wanna be
Sat down and wanna be seated
B*s talk down on me oh yeah
Nigga talk down on me oh yeah
I just got bands on me oh yeah
Come try to put your hands on me oh yeah
You gon'die where you stand
I'm the supplier supplying this fire
The b*s know I'm in demand
I hold that shit down
And Im rocking a smile'cause
I'm knowing it's part of the plan
I hop in that whip going fast I'm making it drift
Take a tab and take her a Lyft I'm the man
I'ma star make a wish
I got plans I'm reaching for them
I got brothers I do this for them
I slowed up yeah I got to admit it
But I am not tripping I know what it is
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
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Oh yeah b* talk down on me oh yeah
Oh yeah nigga talk down on me oh yeah
Oh yeah I just got bands on me oh yeah
Oh yeah come try to put your hands on me oh yeah
You gone die where you stand
I'm the supplier supplying this fire
The b*s know I'm in demand
I hold that shit down
And Im rocking a smile'cause
I'm knowing it's part of the plan
I hop in that whip going fast I'm making it drift
Take a tab and take her a Lyft
I'm the man i'ma star make a wish
I got plans I'm reaching for them
I got brothers I do this for them
I slowed up yeah I gotta admit it
But I am not trippin' I know what it is
I know what it is and it isn't
Don't throw dirt on my name, make me livid
I might spin your lil'block in a civic
Niggas hatin'on me from a distance
Got a bad b* want pay me a visit
Yeah I love when I talk and she listen
Yeah I earned all my stripes I'm official
And they fell in love with my hooks
I went fishing yeah, just riddle me
I got a bad bitch from the Philippine
Pull up and pop at my enemies
Niggas might look tough but ain't bout that energy
If I spin that lil boy and I use this lil fye
Then he cooked like some god damn rotisserie
Yeah she know I'm that boy and I turn up her high
She say damn brisko you killing me
Say damn Jbrisko you killing me
I'm in a AMG bae is you kidding me, kidding me
Won't go back and forth with no mini me's, mini me
I'm too elite nigga i been a G, been a G
Plus these young niggas moving too finicky
I'm not a saint boy I guess that's the sin in me
Cuz this 9 millimeter defending me
If you cut from this sheet then you feeling me
& pop her a bean like kidneys,
made it this far for a reason uh
Niggas hate me for no reason yeah
Niggas got 99 reasons yeah
And a b* probably 1 of them reasons,
And I'm not in control of the seasons
So I talk to God when I'm feeling conceited
Belly of the Beast with a G how she wanna be
Sat down and wanna be seated
B*s talk down on me oh yeah
Nigga talk down on me oh yeah
I just got bands on me oh yeah
Come try to put your hands on me oh yeah
You gon'die where you stand
I'm the supplier supplying this fire
The b*s know I'm in demand
I hold that shit down
And Im rocking a smile'cause
I'm knowing it's part of the plan
I hop in that whip going fast I'm making it drift
Take a tab and take her a Lyft I'm the man
I'ma star make a wish
I got plans I'm reaching for them
I got brothers I do this for them
I slowed up yeah I got to admit it
But I am not tripping I know what it is
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah nigga talk down on me oh yeah
Oh yeah I just got bands on me oh yeah
Oh yeah come try to put your hands on me oh yeah
You gone die where you stand
I'm the supplier supplying this fire
The b*s know I'm in demand
I hold that shit down
And Im rocking a smile'cause
I'm knowing it's part of the plan
I hop in that whip going fast I'm making it drift
Take a tab and take her a Lyft
I'm the man i'ma star make a wish
I got plans I'm reaching for them
I got brothers I do this for them
I slowed up yeah I gotta admit it
But I am not trippin' I know what it is
I know what it is and it isn't
Don't throw dirt on my name, make me livid
I might spin your lil'block in a civic
Niggas hatin'on me from a distance
Got a bad b* want pay me a visit
Yeah I love when I talk and she listen
Yeah I earned all my stripes I'm official
And they fell in love with my hooks
I went fishing yeah, just riddle me
I got a bad bitch from the Philippine
Pull up and pop at my enemies
Niggas might look tough but ain't bout that energy
If I spin that lil boy and I use this lil fye
Then he cooked like some god damn rotisserie
Yeah she know I'm that boy and I turn up her high
She say damn brisko you killing me
Say damn Jbrisko you killing me
I'm in a AMG bae is you kidding me, kidding me
Won't go back and forth with no mini me's, mini me
I'm too elite nigga i been a G, been a G
Plus these young niggas moving too finicky
I'm not a saint boy I guess that's the sin in me
Cuz this 9 millimeter defending me
If you cut from this sheet then you feeling me
& pop her a bean like kidneys,
made it this far for a reason uh
Niggas hate me for no reason yeah
Niggas got 99 reasons yeah
And a b* probably 1 of them reasons,
And I'm not in control of the seasons
So I talk to God when I'm feeling conceited
Belly of the Beast with a G how she wanna be
Sat down and wanna be seated
B*s talk down on me oh yeah
Nigga talk down on me oh yeah
I just got bands on me oh yeah
Come try to put your hands on me oh yeah
You gon'die where you stand
I'm the supplier supplying this fire
The b*s know I'm in demand
I hold that shit down
And Im rocking a smile'cause
I'm knowing it's part of the plan
I hop in that whip going fast I'm making it drift
Take a tab and take her a Lyft I'm the man
I'ma star make a wish
I got plans I'm reaching for them
I got brothers I do this for them
I slowed up yeah I got to admit it
But I am not tripping I know what it is
Oh yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Writer: Jordan Saffold
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC