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[Hook] x2
If you ask me I’ma have it done quick
Every nigga spend they cash
They gone end up bums quick
I was taught to never ever run quick
I took a challenge, now I bossed up, now I run shit
 
[Verse #1]
If you ask me I’ma get it done, 
I missed assignments up in school cause I was having fun 
I got a high IQ, so no I ain’t dumb, 
I ain’t care about school cause my heart was numb
Now I’m a different person, bossed up made a better version
They wanna tag along now, never when I’m working
I want 27 racks, call a nigga Nurkic
They always wanted to be funny, now I call ‘em Kirkland
I mean TK, all this cake like it’s a damn B-day
If it’s money opportunity, I’m on a freeway 
I’ma famous Lul Kidd, my new name BJ
And they screaming I’m so cool, but I ain’t CJ
I been packing up prepared for the worse
When I was 12 I saw my cousin in a hearse 
Ain’t no sprite, we was drinking on squirt
But that’s a soda, yeah you dirty minded
I ain’t Roddy Ricch, but I got perfect timing
Girl the way we stick together, got my mind binding
I ain’t messing wit no snakes, I don’t like the slimey
I ain’t ready but I put my heart into driving
So I put it in my music, instead of me crying
I give praise to the lord when I feel like I’m dying
KM for life, I swear to God for you I’m trying
And we both make mistakes, so instead of you lying
You should...
 
[Hook] x3
If you ask me I’ma have it done quick
Every nigga spend they cash
They gone end up bums quick
I was taught to never ever run quick
I took a challenge, now I bossed up, now I run shit
 
[Verse #2]
I got Tommy Hilfiger on my body, 
I be chasing after bread, making music is a hobby
But I do it for the love, I don’t do it to be scrawny
Ever speak on my dead ones, I will leave you sloppy
I look at my old homies now, you great huh? 
You got a new tattoo, you lost some weight huh? 
Well guess what, dumb one, I’ma ape now 
I get bread, chase cheese, getting steak now
Everyone that I’m cool with now, I swear you set
In the future don’t worry we gone be gettin checks
I just hit delete on all these damn texts
I got this mm so hot, I think they got Corona
Kind of hot in the head, hot like Pomona
If we ran out of beats, I’ll make some more of ‘em
Go cook it up in fruity loops and put it in the oven
Damn, damn I swear that I miss my cousin
 
[Hook] x3
If you ask me I’ma have it done quick
Every nigga spend they cash
They gone end up bums quick
I was taught to never ever run quick
I took a challenge, now I bossed up, now I run shit

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