Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Aaron Muse
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Sauce me up, GQ)
Told her to stay in the game with me, I promise we gon' ball
Need you to be there to catch me, can you promise I won't fall?
If shit ever hit the fans, could you be the one I call?
To keep me out them walls would you lie to the laws
I wouldn't put you in that situation, I'm asking just because
If you know that you don't love me, then don't say it just because
With me it is what it is and it was what it was
Love is like a drug and everybody chasing they first buzz
If you don't get it right, you gon' get left
I stayed down and kept pushing up like a bench press
In the ocean with the sharks and you can't pass yo swim test
If you ain't seen at least a hunnid G's, I ain't impressed
I just do it like Nike, I'm getting big checks
I really fuck with all my kids, to me that's a big flex
Camp Nasa is the label disrespect and get chin checked
She used to play me to the left, now I'm in her mouth like a dentist, ugh
(God damn, GQ)
(This mo'fucking breakdown was so cold)
(Shit)
And I can really rap, these niggas really cap and that's really wack
My pockets was really skinny, now they really fat
Bad bitch, she look asian but she really black
I live my raps, so, when you see me I'm really strapped
I got two things on my mind, one, get some money
And two, never let one of these niggas take it from me
I just laugh to the bank when niggas get to acting funny
I ain't really tryna talk if it aint 'bout me stacking money, nigga
I'm the goat, I was raised in a petting zoo
I was in the field catching plays like Brandon Pettigrew
If it's smoke tread lightly is what you better do
Came from nothing, now, I'm popping just like Berettas do
It's camp Nasa, nigga, we ain't with the talking, I'm coughing
I told lil' baby, I don't do this often
When the topic is the grind, I be Tony Hawkin
I'm killin' shit chalkin, got yo baby mama stalking
Touch one of us then we jumpin' Kriss Crossin
Caught a play in Austin, now, I'm ballin' like I play for Boston
Diamonds and gold, it got a young nigga flossing
White folks say I'm awesome, you niggas be playing opossum
I'm a legend in the making
I ain't with the faking, plus, I'm bringin' home the bacon
Leavin' niggas shaking, all the money I'm taking
I'm big move making, caking smokin' Jamaican, ugh
(Yeah, bro, he-he)
(Me plus GQ equals like, I don't even know, bro, like)
(Unlimited fire emojis)
(Bangers)
(Just the two bro, like "what?")
(No other producer)
(GQ on these beats, boy)
(Just the...)
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