Made It

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Man I know that I made it when I got a song with gunna
These niggas be hating my nigga so I gotta get with a gunna
Man I know that I made it when I got a song with gunna
These niggas be hating my nigga so I gotta ride with a gunna
And no I’m ain’t faking my nigga all of my lyrics be honest
And no I’m ain’t worried bout niggas I’m focused on cash and the profit
I ain’t fucking no girl if she basic
Yea I moved on and I ball like a laker
Niggas want smoke we’ll pull up with vapors
Smoking on opps man I love when I face them
Bitches be dubs so I had to erase them
Even my shorty know that I can’t date them
Niggas be funny they get cut like a taper
Don’t play with my bitch she got her a taser
I hop in the foreign get lost
I know that you hear the exhaust
Ice on my neck got me frozen in frost
Designer my drip I ain’t worried bout costs
Shorty so bougie but move like a boss
Niggas play with her I’ll catch an assault
Smoking on OG it’s making me cough
Need a mansion in L.A. New York a loft
She feeling my drip she touching the cloth
She saying I’m hot she take it all off
I’m feeling her vibe and I’m loving her flaws
She saying she mine while she giving me jaws
She bouce up and down she make it applause
Shorty a rider she never gon stall
She got her own bag she making withdrawals
She taking me shopping and blowing it all
My bitch so bad she don’t need no make up
Shorty ass fat pockets fat we got our cake up
I like to sightsee so I tell her get naked
She wet like a sea I almost drowned when I ate it
Pussy so good but I can not date her
Ugh ugh
She play I replace her
Ugh ugh
I ball like a laker
Ugh ugh
Going up elevator
Ugh ugh
A lot of niggas copy the wave
Drinking that henny in love with the taste
Smoking on backwoods might end up in space
But I know I’m a star coming soon is the wraith
Bitches with stalking pockets filled with some cake
Niggas be talking they filled with some hate
Bitches watching they tryna’ get slayed
Niggas be plotting gotta better my aim
Man I know that I made it when I got a song with gunna
These niggas be hating my nigga so I gotta ride with a gunna
And no I’m ain’t faking my nigga all of my lyrics be honest
And no I’m ain’t worried bout niggas I’m focused on cash and the profit
I ain’t fucking no girl if she basic
Yea I moved on and I ball like a laker
Niggas want smoke we’ll pull up with vapors
Smoking on opps man I love when I face them
Bitches be dubs so I had to erase them
Even my shorty know that I can’t date them
Niggas be funny they get cut like a taper
Don’t play with my bitch she got her a taser
I hop in the foreign get gone
If you in the way then I’m honking the horn
I’m focused on green like I’m mowing the lawn
Skinny nigga but my pockets on strong
I’m fucking your bitch and she ain’t staying long
I’m kicking her out as soon as I’m done
She loving my smell it’s designer cologne
She wanna stay with me I’m better alone
Smoking on gas I’m high as a drone
I walk in the club I’m dripping vlone
If shorty look bad I’m taking her home
I’m a lay with your bitch I got her in prone
Don’t hit up my phone I’m stuck in my zone
Might make me a sample of all of her moans
I come from the bottom the goal is the throne
When I make it I’m set just like I’m some stone
Got the club jumping like Kris Kross
All of my ex’s they pissed off
They see me on the gram I drip sauce
But I don’t give a damn I’m on liftoff
Broke nigga problems I remember having some of them
Now I’m coming through real clean like some doublemint
All of my niggas getting money like a settlement
Now when I f*ck all of my bitches wanna double it
I’m young and I’m lit
Brodie pass me the liq
In the club in V.I.P
Drunk as f*ck can’t sit
High as f*ck can’t see
My bitch a ten your’s a three
She dripping on me like a sea
I know that I made it
Man I know that I made it when I got a song with gunna
These niggas be hating my nigga so I gotta ride with a gunna
And no I’m ain’t faking my nigga all of my lyrics be honest
And no I’m ain’t worried bout niggas I’m focused on cash and the profit
I ain’t fucking no girl if she basic
Yea I moved on and I ball like a laker
Niggas want smoke we’ll pull up with vapors
Smoking on opps man I love when I face them
Bitches be dubs so I had to erase them
Even my shorty know that I can’t date them
Niggas be funny they get cut like a taper
Don’t play with my bitch she got her a taser

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