Ain't Nun to It

I hopped in my bag it ain't nun to it These niggas be flossing I'm really stoppid I go hop in a jag I ain't sporting no buick Let a nigga come touch me it's sweet chin music And these niggas be cappin the jakes I'm toting that 9 rajon rondo I spray Book a nigga today like I'm setting the stage Back to the wall I was stuck in that cAge This Christian Dior got the drop on a wave And that bond numba 9 got yo bitch on my wave TFS bitch ya yu know what I'm dropping Bought the whole hood so my niggas stay living Dropped that lil bitch had to start my division Run up a check got these bitches still wishing Bust down a chain and sum loui b Christians Big shit I'm rolling in amg engine Maybach my Schofer there stars in the ceiling Throw back the curtains I'm riding in tint Up with precision I'm sliding with sticks No I ain't hiding just come send the blitz I like them Hunnids I'm moneyboi Mitch Slide in the wraith i hit sport with a switch Fuck driving by we hop out with them sticks Banging my gang he say wep bout the clique Get out his body we test his composure These niggas be fake with they wigs and they closures I been that nigga with sauce in the pan Who yu kno drop a whole rack in they pants Who yu know bag it and stack dividends Moneyboi hear it and tell al yo friends Can't see right well then clear up the lens I am that nigga who setting these trends Got to my bag I said fuck finding friends 3500 I spent that on nothing Thumbing through benjis it's seeming like nothing Trap for survival I came up from nothing Drop back the Lambo so niggas can see I been that nigga not wishin on genies Put me on stage with the racks in my pants I blow a bag n just stack up the stands I send the blitz and that boi he just ran Thuggin the block I just be with my clan Who yu post up with sticks on the ave Slide to the H I just popped me a fag If I catch him then Im burning his rag V12 my engine I'm never last Up on that boi I make sure that I pass Bust me some trues n they sag on my ass Flying real private I sit in first class Blowing this loud had to sit back n crash Sag to the Stu cause this shit gotta blast I am that nigga Who stayed in the lab Ducked all the fakes n just ran up my bag They say they be rapping that shit I just trash Got all these bitches n niggas so mad Media asking me how did I do it Learned a few tricks sliding up in that buick Double my steps cause these niggas be ruthless Them niggas want smoke so then pull up n prove it AK and drums fill my clip up with bullets Niggas be bitches they wearing acrylic Don't ask how up and I swear I just did it 23 the kicks micheal marys I'm fitted Throw sum balanci's i swear that I'm livid Hop in the wraith do the dash in the rain I did this by thuggin I didn't need fame I switched up the game n just structed a frame I hop in the coupe n I'm blowing the brains