Two Tone Lexus

Come on nigga Ah hell nah Know what the fuck goin on man Woke up today bitch I promise to get it I need 50 dollars a minute, hold up I want the bank bitch I'm not tryna kick it Don't call if it aint bout some digits, hold up Run up the rank I be pasin up niggas I know that they sick that I'm winning, hold up I'm that lil nigga that spit what they missing These lil niggas not competition On god bitch im different I swear that im gifted Lace up the cleats on my beats I be tripping Swing & a miss when he drop I don't listen He dropping more butt than a miami stripper Can't come along get the fuck out the picture I cut a boy quick on my mama wont miss ya I got the ball time to show how to get it Them hoe niggas never gon' do how I did it I gotta get it and fly I don't like givin' out no second chances They always show me to leave them behind Who put that shit out that got my ho dancing? Brodie you know its that nigga Kuhsigh Thought I was lyin See why them niggas surprised Since "Do It Again", ain't predicted him right Crush on this one girl she look like Kehlani Got tats from her neck all the way down her spine I got a thing for another She might got a nigga but she want me now so its fine We got a mission to climb up the rank I ain't taking advice and I think Ill be fine And I promise I got better shit to be doing than talking So please don't be wasting my time Huh We used to whip in that Two Tone Lexus Now I need two tone Carter watches I don't like when you look in my direction Nigga your presence fuckin up the profit Im tryna make a Mili by the 2nd You tryna fuck the girl and she don't want you When they start rapping Im losing my senses Really ain't hearing what these niggas talking Woke up today bitch I promise to get it I need 50 dollars a minute, hold up I want the bank bitch I'm not tryna kick it Don't call if it aint bout some digits, hold up Run up the rank I be pasin up niggas I know that they sick that I'm winning, hold up I'm that lil nigga that spit what they missing These lil niggas not competition On god bitch im different I swear that im gifted Lace up the cleats on my beats I be tripping Swing & a miss when he drop I don't listen He dropping more butt than a miami stripper Can't come along get the fuck out the picture I cut a boy quick on my mama wont miss ya I got the ball time to show how to get it Them hoe niggas never gon' do how I did it