Yo.

Uh.

We love you.

Niggas think I give a fuck about a five mics.

I see niggas get rich off a five swipe.

You in your own little world, you a Klondike But my haters new glasses since it's all sight

see him wouldn't want to be him if you're being more red in my dms not because it's any respect

If I see him, it's just sad that you're being really begging in my DMs.

We were thinking break.

Thinking Coliseum, you didn't believe him.

Said that he was dreaming.

You never met French, but girl, you stay scheming.

Hard to play a player once a player turns GM.

Wordplay crazy.

Born in the Bronx, but Strawtown raised me.

Tucked your town into me, a fugazi Worded how they play me Don't wanna see you shine, so the compliments are shady

If you ever made me, then make another one.

Then you'll see a little hito make another son.

I heard about when it's beef, how you get the runs.

Or all of a sudden, he the vegan plug.

Yeah, that's cute.

But you ain't good, root your girl in my old phone Her name was good flute, caught the head-wop Then I dead-dropped like a hogan blue

In and out the booth, now they know the truth.

Woo Bar Bronson.

Big bars.

Woo Bar Bronson.

Woo Bar Bronson.

That's big bars.

Woo Bar Bronson

That's

Feel me?