Yeah, yeah, I don't f*ck with all that bullshit, I put belt to ass
Always get a badder bitch, that's why I'm bound to drag
It's insufficient for my niggas, gotta get the bag
Y'all will fake it till y'all make it, I ain't goin' sad
It's a legacy I'm buildin' with my pen and pad
Y'all can hate on this young nigga, I ain't feelin' bad
But when I make it, talk my shit like all I do is brag
Provide that bread to all my niggas like I'm Joseph
MVP twice in a year, feel like I'm Jokić
Never care about what they say, I know I'm chosen
I had to tell her to let go, my heart is frozen
Not from the chi, but I still ball like I'm DeRozan
I can't switch up, stick to the code, this one for bro and nem
MBM, we take a pic, we strike a pose, throwin' up MBM
That's why they always envy em, cause we know we the greatest, ain't no other, yeah
Listen, hey, it ain't just about the money
It's not, you know what it's about
It's about f*ckin' those skeezers like that right there
It's about drivin' these fly-ass cars
And it's definitely about never dressin' like a nigga like you, man
Never known for playin' games
Me and my niggas more like brothers, but we're not the wayans
You get bitches, I get money, boy we're not the same
But shawty still gon , come lick me like I'm Lil Wayne
F*ck what they sayin', I'ma rock out like Cobain
No, I ain't Beyonce, but these niggas love to say my name
Got some bad bitches that wanna f*ck just to get a taste of this fame
Got some real niggas still on the block, that'll beat the block with no stains
Nigga, that's on the gang
I might pop out like I'm Khalid, yellin' out, yeah, we the best
I'ma walk you down with this chop, I'm bulletproof, don't need a vest
Ion even diss the opps no more, cause all they ass got put to rest
I f*cked his bitch after he die, I'm in her mouth, somethin' like Crest
When bitches touch down in my room, all they know is to get undressed
Your homie died after that boom, I understand why you upset
Come slide for a bro if you a threat, I stay with my dawg like Johnny Test
We can have a shootout in a Hamptons doin' drills in a Corvette
Manii Mulaa - Guernica Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, I don't f*ck with all that bullshit, I put belt to ass
Always get a badder bitch, that's why I'm bound to drag
It's insufficient for my niggas, gotta get the bag
Y'all will fake it till y'all make it, I ain't goin' sad
It's a legacy I'm buildin' with my pen and pad
Y'all can hate on this young nigga, I ain't feelin' bad
But when I make it, talk my shit like all I do is brag
Provide that bread to all my niggas like I'm Joseph
MVP twice in a year, feel like I'm Jokić
Never care about what they say, I know I'm chosen
I had to tell her to let go, my heart is frozen
Not from the chi, but I still ball like I'm DeRozan
I can't switch up, stick to the code, this one for bro and nem
MBM, we take a pic, we strike a pose, throwin' up MBM
That's why they always envy em, cause we know we the greatest, ain't no other, yeah
Listen, hey, it ain't just about the money
It's not, you know what it's about
It's about f*ckin' those skeezers like that right there
It's about drivin' these fly-ass cars
And it's definitely about never dressin' like a nigga like you, man
Never known for playin' games
Me and my niggas more like brothers, but we're not the wayans
You get bitches, I get money, boy we're not the same
But shawty still gon , come lick me like I'm Lil Wayne
F*ck what they sayin', I'ma rock out like Cobain
No, I ain't Beyonce, but these niggas love to say my name
Got some bad bitches that wanna f*ck just to get a taste of this fame
Got some real niggas still on the block, that'll beat the block with no stains
Nigga, that's on the gang
I might pop out like I'm Khalid, yellin' out, yeah, we the best
I'ma walk you down with this chop, I'm bulletproof, don't need a vest
Ion even diss the opps no more, cause all they ass got put to rest
I f*cked his bitch after he die, I'm in her mouth, somethin' like Crest
When bitches touch down in my room, all they know is to get undressed
Your homie died after that boom, I understand why you upset
Come slide for a bro if you a threat, I stay with my dawg like Johnny Test
We can have a shootout in a Hamptons doin' drills in a Corvette
Always get a badder bitch, that's why I'm bound to drag
It's insufficient for my niggas, gotta get the bag
Y'all will fake it till y'all make it, I ain't goin' sad
It's a legacy I'm buildin' with my pen and pad
Y'all can hate on this young nigga, I ain't feelin' bad
But when I make it, talk my shit like all I do is brag
Provide that bread to all my niggas like I'm Joseph
MVP twice in a year, feel like I'm Jokić
Never care about what they say, I know I'm chosen
I had to tell her to let go, my heart is frozen
Not from the chi, but I still ball like I'm DeRozan
I can't switch up, stick to the code, this one for bro and nem
MBM, we take a pic, we strike a pose, throwin' up MBM
That's why they always envy em, cause we know we the greatest, ain't no other, yeah
Listen, hey, it ain't just about the money
It's not, you know what it's about
It's about f*ckin' those skeezers like that right there
It's about drivin' these fly-ass cars
And it's definitely about never dressin' like a nigga like you, man
Never known for playin' games
Me and my niggas more like brothers, but we're not the wayans
You get bitches, I get money, boy we're not the same
But shawty still gon , come lick me like I'm Lil Wayne
F*ck what they sayin', I'ma rock out like Cobain
No, I ain't Beyonce, but these niggas love to say my name
Got some bad bitches that wanna f*ck just to get a taste of this fame
Got some real niggas still on the block, that'll beat the block with no stains
Nigga, that's on the gang
I might pop out like I'm Khalid, yellin' out, yeah, we the best
I'ma walk you down with this chop, I'm bulletproof, don't need a vest
Ion even diss the opps no more, cause all they ass got put to rest
I f*cked his bitch after he die, I'm in her mouth, somethin' like Crest
When bitches touch down in my room, all they know is to get undressed
Your homie died after that boom, I understand why you upset
Come slide for a bro if you a threat, I stay with my dawg like Johnny Test
We can have a shootout in a Hamptons doin' drills in a Corvette
Writer: Timothy Maina, Taylor Davis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid