In The Back

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Uh, yeah, uh
In the back, uh
Thinking 'bout a vert, I'm scheming
I could spend yo rent
Up on a shirt from Neimans
You fucking crazy If you think
That you can hurt the demon
Yeah, that's just fucking stupid
Talking 'bout my bro
You taking crazy, I might fucking lose it
All these lames they tryna steal the style
No I ain't fucking cool with
You type to say a thousand things
But never get off ya ass and do it
Me I just get to the bag I be working
I get up and go get a check
Thinking 'bout what should I get
Cause I might just go run in and tat up my neck
Bitch we be high as the birds in the sky
Yeah we prolly as high as a jet
Lil' bro was talking like he finna run up for years
But ain't trying it yet
I just be watching the bag
I just be watching my enemies
When I do I gotta look back
That's cause they never ahead of me
Eating that top shelf steak
Yeah I'm with the dogs but we don't eat no Pedigree
People be talking shit but they irrelevant
So I just gotta go let it be
Diamonds on my neck
The tester beep but they ain't testing me
Bitch I'm getting the bag I'm getting that money
That's what they pressed to see
You a whole lame
Why would I care if you think less of me
Don't send subs you taking shit
I want the shit addressed to me
Bitch I get checks, on me
Like Shia Labeouf, I just do it like Nike
I do my own shit right by my damn self
Don't need nobody to hype me
I'll be myself 'till I die
Don't give a f*ck if you like me
Don't give a f*ck 'bout a hypebeast
Walk out in white tees, fresher than iced tea
They say Soko you in yo bag
I said bitch I might be
I don't need no hoes
I got a girl with me she wifey
None of my diamonds is SI
They very very slightly
You cannot do what I do, don't know why
That they try to be like me
You take a L and then you cry
I take an L and I learn from it
I got Aoud Vanille on me, yeah
It smell like I burned something
Yeah, whole gang be masked up
Yeah, like we finna purge some
Uh, you say you got some hits
Uh, why I never heard one
You say you got blicks tryna act hard
Sending emojis of squirt guns
Uh, bitch we got them shits
That make the whole herd run
I just go hop in my bag, I be killing the beat
Yeah I gotta get work done
I done lapped you like eight times
And you still on yo first one
Bitch I'm in the SRT
I be whipping it too fast
I don't wanna hear yo songs
That shit be too ass
They can't f*ck with me, no way
But I already knew that
You taking shit 'bout me
I just got one question who asked
You was whipping that shitty ass hooptie
I was in the SRT and I flew past
I just be shitting on them all day
Yeah, they ask why you do that
Finna get up and blow a bag right on my gang
Yeah, where my crew at
Said that I won't go up and I won't shit on you
Lil' bro that's too cap
I would tell you you ain't on shit
But you already knew that
Said that you finna pull up
I got two words for you, uh, you cap
I'm feeling just like my bro Anthony
Just walked in with like two straps
Big ass chop that bitch got kick
You might get blew back

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