STATEMENTS (feat. A-TRAP 12Ø4)

To rich to be waiting in lanes I just bought myself two planes And that Richard Mill came in plain Ain't no other way, Fuck what you saying Pulled up in a Lamb Truck with the gang Securing that bag, Is my aim I know switchy niggas, Who gon change I'm flying to Paris, Next year I'm just scheming this shit, Its gon blow up Me and A-Trap, A Goat Mode combination Ain't no nigga gon fuck with me After I make it, That's my rule in streets See those are the niggas, That fake shit In my Rolls Truck, Doors open side ways In that McLaren, I'm cutting through traffic Make it reach 260, On a highway Dumb ways just to come up, With money It was selling them drugs, For that money How do I address you, If you ain't got no property Babe think I ain't loyal, I'm with the gang Hunids and Fifty, Is what we gain Blueface on that Benjy, I'm verified My rollie hit Diamond, I'm certified All these bands in the bag, I'm satisfied Dang, hmm, yeah I done say too much I'm so tired Run up on me, And get fired Why these niggas know me, As the buyer Make that bike ride fast, Now it's Tried I'm sure Young Snow, Gonna take over He a Youngie, But gonna take over I'm hot as fuck, So no shivering Blueface on that Benjy, I'm verified All them bands in the bag, Now I'm satisfied Still poppin my shit, From the other side Say them niggas are gang, But ain't never tried Me and A-Trap, We Goat Mode certified Only shit I'm receiving is Bank Statements If they don't wanna pop, Then smoke it If they don't wanna pop, Then smoke it Blueface on that Benjy, I'm verified All them bands in the bag, Now I'm satisfied Still poppin my shit, From the other side Say them niggas are gang, But ain't never tried Me and A-Trap, We Goat Mode certified Only shit I'm receiving is Bank Statements If they don't wanna pop, Then smoke it If they don't wanna pop, Then smoke it I'm on a mission I ain't in no competition You never catching me dissin Young nigga different Every time I got a verse I guess you can call me a reverend I keep on dishing Bars and bars and bars Like I'm still cooking in the kitchen I'm never missing I got a target in mind On every track I'm steady hitting Killing the verse on paper look how I pen/pin it down just like a submission Guess you can call me Kepa How I'm the one saving Trap songs from Flopping Listen I'm Tweakin , I ball with the Gang we kick it I'm sick N I'm spitting some toxic shit don't listen I N A P bro Its Not A Phase you knowing the boy can't quit it I am A G now I need a Wagon so I can ride right in it My Energy from GOD and he put the refill in it S.O.G.S I got you Dahood that's Bronem innit 04 Blueface on that Benjy, I'm verified All them bands in the bag, Now I'm satisfied Still poppin my shit, From the other side Say them niggas are gang, But ain't never tried Me and A-Trap, We Goat Mode certified Only shit I'm receiving is Bank Statements If they don't wanna pop, Then smoke it If they don't wanna pop, Then smoke it Blueface on that Benjy, I'm verified All them bands in the bag, Now I'm satisfied Still poppin my shit, From the other side Say them niggas are gang, But ain't never tried Me and A-Trap, We Goat Mode certified Only shit I'm receiving is Bank Statements If they don't wanna pop, Then smoke it If they don't wanna pop, Then smoke it