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Dropped three hits in a day, if that ain't consistent, then I don't know what is (BenjiCold, why you icy?) Lot of niggas saying they gon' kill me, seem like y'all niggas been living off what if's (On God, On God) Whole bunch of niggas, they trying to beef, they trying to argue, they don't know what fun is I'm in the stu' right now, twenty bands in my lap just to show y'all niggas that I'm on it (On God, On God, bitch) You ain't got no backbone, nigga boneless (On God, On God) Young nigga runnin' this shit, niggas know this Niggas saying I'm up next, niggas know this Niggas be the pure definition what a joke is Niggas be the pure definition what a ho is (On God) Ew, and you still gon' cuff that gnat? Tell him, "Speak up", nigga, run that back And I just touched down like a runningback (On God, On God) Your life ain't going so good, that's a bummer I'm tryna run up a mill' for the summer, uh (Okay) Nigga's love talking 'bout numbers Doing shit that I already did, are you dumb or not? (Okay) These niggas be scarеd I could take they spot Them niggas was sleep, timе to wake 'em up That boy 'bout to fall, better pick him up Big body, it look like a pick-up truck It's crazy, I was finna work at a Walmart (Damn) Now I be spending a band at a Walmart (Damn) That nigga angry, he leaving a wall mark (Damn) Niggas my fans, they got me as they wall art (Damn) You the type nigga to steal out of Walmart (Damn) Letras de cancionesI'm not 'cause my pockets fat like they Paul Blart (Damn) Crazy 'cause these niggas box they like WALL·E (Damn) Withdraw a whole twenty bands off of talking (Damn) Gang need to sit this one out, Steven Hawking (BenjiCold, why you icy?) Your bitch, she do sound effects, she be gawking Seventeen and got a whip, I ain't walking Bro need to get off my page, why you stalking? Okay, I really ain't mean to be yelling But that's just how I get my point across You catch an underground nigga red handed and he try to go finger point across Really, bro, who carry cash 'round this bitch? Niggas know I got a bag in this bitch They see the young boy been coming up in the game, now I got niggas mad in this bitch Done took a dub, now they mad than a bitch You the type boy go out sad 'bout a bitch Look at these boys and they laugh with my bitch Fuckin' two twins, Mary-Kate, Ashley, and shit In a new Benz, bitch, I be bragging and shit I'm a cool kid, I don't be acting and shit You don't do shit, you don't be active and shit Heard your new shit, nigga, you average as shit If I walked in the bank, the teller asking me how the fuck I'm so young and I got this rich The last time a lil' nigga turned him up some money, I flexed on his ass, then he got dismissed Dropped three hits in a day, if that ain't consistent, then I don't know what is (BenjiCold, why you icy?) Lot of niggas saying they gon' kill me, seem like y'all niggas been living off what if's (On God, On God) Whole bunch of niggas, they trying to beef, they trying to argue, they don't know what fun is I'm in the stu' right now, twenty bands in my lap just to show y'all niggas that I'm on it (On God, On God, bitch) You ain't got no backbone, nigga boneless (On God, On God) Young nigga runnin' this shit, niggas know this Niggas saying I'm up next, niggas know this Niggas be the pure definition what a joke is Niggas be the pure definition what a ho is (On God) Ew, and you still gon' cuff that gnat? Tell him, "Speak up", nigga, run that back And I just touched down like a runningback (On God, On God) From Letras Mania