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Fucking up this shit got my bands up
On the stage plugging my all hits, got they hands up
What you say, shit be getting lit, I make em stand up
I be getting money
Fucking up this shit got my bands up
On the stage plugging my all hits, got they hands up
What you say, shit be getting lit, I make em stand up
I be getting money
Look at me you know I been the finest
Keep forgetting gotta memorize it
Don't agree better talk to the head advisor
I don't make the rules I just go advise em
Now I want plaques on plaques
And I want racks on racks
I know you make tracks on tracks but please stop putting that wack on wax
You looking at me like a waste
gotta go get it back, know when I did it that I better make you look me in my face
I go attack all the times they tagging along to go and put him in his place
Better stop talking bout money, no matter the context, you cannot fuck with a K
I don't wanna talk but I'll pay
I don't wanna talk bout the hate cause I top all the way
And I'm great and they clap when I spray till they flake and they hopping away
With a bop and I'm bopping with bae she don't stop till I'm all in her
I don't play she hot like thermometer
Caught that stray nah fuck that run the fade
I box the flock then talk the flame let's go
Tit for tat list the raps, I'm better
I don't miss the track, give the plaques, get her wetter
I be hitting the stack, getting the gat for my pleasure
Got the rhythm attack, hitting the racks from a letter
Making it hot cause you know that I'm spicy
I hit flow and they tryna be like me
I do my shit and I do it politely
Talk of the town because you know that I be
Fucking up this shit got my bands up
On the stage plugging my all hits, got they hands up
What you say, shit be getting lit, I make em stand up
I be getting money
I'm back on, turn the gas on, yeah I'm new this
You trash aw play the last song, they say who is this
I stack tall and I snap brawls, I go through with this
I track all, run those laps bruh, ain't no movement bitch
Yeah you better duck out my way or just give me mine
I said get the fuck up out my face bout a hundred times
People talk but got nothing to say, they all fucking lie
They think I'm asleep, I'm wide awake I just don't reply okay
Top of the pen I'm exhausted
Top of the cleans yeah I'm off it
Top of the world and I'm top of the trends when i clock
Topping like all of it often, watching em blossom
Judging you by how you greeting me
I do this I do it easily
Don't mention it I know you seeing me
You try and try, there's no deceiving me little bitch
Fucking up this shit got my bands up
On the stage plugging my all hits got they hands up
What you say, shit be getting lit I make em stand up
I be getting money
Fucking up this shit got my bands up
On the stage plugging my all hits got they hands up
What you say, shit be getting lit I make em stand up
I be getting money