
Lyrics
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey
Speak
These niggas ain't fucking with me
Niggas ain't on my level
Speak
These niggas ain't nothing to me
Niggas ain't even a fraction
Speak
These niggas don't hustle like me
I'm having too much motion
Speak
They ain't having more muscles than me (at the press of a button)
I got in my bag
I done came to my senses
I cut off some niggas
Wasn't taking me serious
I jumped on the track
And went fast and furious
Four bitches with me, polygamy (rotation)
I ran it back up
I ain't wait on nobody
I'm selling exotic, taking narcotics
A bold face lie (how)
Fuck niggas know that he owe me, stop it
Come get with us, you can profit
It's been a minute since I wore Versace
I'm still tipping and slipping on wonky
Redbone syndrome and a lil chocolate
I like em both so I keep a few options
When I do me and she can't take the heat (what)
The bitch be so ready to block me (stop it)
He said he had a new flavor
I smoked a lil blunt
It was garbage (that shit was weak)
Trapping
Working
And cooking uh
My presidential got bougus
He want a bunch of them
I gotta cut some, I feel like scooter
I'm jugging uh
I'm in LA with a fully uh (right now)
But I'm with twins from Brooklyn, uh (hey)
I can count through it all without looking
But imma be late for my booking (fire up the jet)
Speak
These niggas ain't fucking with me
Niggas ain't on my level
Speak
These niggas ain't nothing to me
Niggas ain't even a fraction
Speak
These niggas don't hustle like me
I'm having too much motion
Speak
They ain't having more muscles than me (go)
I used to sleep on the floor on a blow up
Now I get 200,000 to show up
Passive income my cup running over (spill)
I made a milli in a month I'm October
These niggas ain't sold more dope than me (no)
Niggas ain't touch more bows than me
Still getting two or three shows a week (Booked)
Can't even drive all the whips in my fleet (skrrt)
I just might break the money counter when I count it
Might put some Forgis on it when i mount it (yeah)
Fly a nigga bitch to that yami
And let her do some trick at the palace
Remember when I first got some status
Knocked a pump for his ho in Dallas
She was turning tricks bringing daddy (yeah)
Five racks a night for my marking (no rap)
Speak
These niggas ain't fucking with me
Niggas ain't on my level
Speak
These niggas ain't nothing to me
Niggas ain't even a fraction
Speak
These niggas don't hustle like me
I'm having too much motion
Speak
They ain't having more muscles than me (at the press of a button)
(Go)
My tattoos better
I'm stronger than you
My bitch thicker than yours
My gun bigger than yours
Nigga my gun bigger than yours
I hustle better
I can get a dollar quicker than you
I talk better
I walk better
My shoes fit me better
I get paid more than you
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