yeah
we ain't got nothin' for these haters
but some postcards
ha
postcards
king los
yeah. we shittin' on the game
by the time they hear this
we be probably sittin' on a plane
waving by
see you
fuck up out my lane
that's the perfect time to exit
nigga fuck up out the game
like
rings on
king shit
throne shit
bow down i got rings on
i'm like
go hard
we ain't
got nothin'
for bitch niggas but postcards
we ain't got nothin' for bitch niggas
but postcards
ugh
in one week i see two
three jets
zoned like a 2-3
gucci sweats
i'm a trapper keeper keep that loose leaf fresh
that's packs of paper
stacks of acres
i mack
you i'm rap's new savior
i should tattoo haters on my nuts cause that's where they be
yeah they be
trynna follow me and be ahead of me
seventy
severed chevrolet and bumpin' heavy d
steadily
i just get my mack on nigga
never back out
never turn my back on niggas
i just black on niggas
like lights out
iced out
if these niggas way beyond my motherfuckin' wipeout
niggas ain't trill
ain't built like this
this my real life bitch i pay bills like this
i just feel like i could make mills like shiiit
so i shit mills out while you feel like shit
chill
you don't want none of this here
i summon this here
this my summer this year
and i'm stuntin' this year on a pj
how the fuck i make it out without a dj
woah
we shittin' on the game
by the time they hear this
we be probably sittin' on a plane
waving by
see you
fuck up out my lane
that's the perfect time to exit
nigga fuck up out the game
like
rings on
king shit
throne shit
bow down i got rings on
i'm like
go hard
we ain't
got nothin'
for bitch niggas but postcards
we ain't got nothin' for bitch niggas
but postcards
i'm somewhere under palm trees
with a blonde piece within arm's reach
y'all niggas ain't blowin' that strong either
i had a little talk with a palm reader
say money
money
money
money
coins
coins
cash
scrilla
drop
lamb
got
damn
going
going
fast
nigga
zoom
i'm somewhere on the moon lookin' down
you stuck somewhere in the room lookin' round
who cookin' now? me
who the fuck thought it could be
b-u-l-l-s-h-i-t-i-n-g
i can see
a lot of that comin' from your clique right now
so i'm writin' postcards in this bitch right now
like ugh
next time you see me i'll probably be different
i told you niggas
you can run back and tell the whole fuckin' city when you saw me
i was lookin' like a whole new nigga
king
we shittin' on the game
by the time they hear this
we be probably sittin' on a plane
waving by
see you
fuck up out my lane
that's the perfect time to exit
nigga fuck up out the game
like
rings on
king shit
throne shit
bow down i got rings on
i'm like
go hard
we ain't
got nothin'
for bitch niggas but postcards
we ain't got nothin' for bitch niggas
but postcards
we shittin' on the game
by the time they hear this
we be probably sittin' on a plane
waving by
see you
fuck up out my lane
that's the perfect time to exit
nigga fuck up out the game
like
rings on
king shit
throne shit
bow down i got rings on
i'm like
go hard
we ain't
got nothin'
for bitch niggas but postcards
we ain't got nothin' for bitch niggas
but postcards