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fw me - just yae lyrics

racks all in my jeans
i keep a stack hold it steady
n*ggas not ready not ready
all in the air like it’s f*ckin confetti
he talking sh*t that boy might need a medic
if it’s up then it’s up and it’s stuck
really that n*gga do not give a f*ck
i been on one zoom
do the dash on em
driving on 2s
mask up doom
you can’t f*ck with me
got the lve n*gga that’s luxury
how she all in yo bed but she f*ckin me
tryna copy there can’t be no other me
b*tch i started a wave
you not in my lane
my brother around me we just like wayans
dressed in all black i feel like bruce wayne
b*tch i’m a ref i can’t fall for the game
b*tch i’m thе one
i can’t ever losе
on my way to the top
i been on the move
all the cameras around me
ya boy the news
i been stayed down
wet just look at my chain now
i be makin it rain down
we ran it up
this sh*t ain’t came down
run up
that n*gga get laid down
sold out shows n*gga
getting paid now
i been on one b*tch i’m ready to blow
i made my way they was telling me no
ain’t get no help had to kick in the door
b*tch you talking that sh*t i’m really on go
don’t have to trap but i get to the bag
really the goat b*tch i don’t like to brag
sign me a deal and did me some numbers
now i can sit back and relax
b*tch i’m the goat
i been going off
poppin poppin n*gga i can do it all
got a 30 i ain’t talkin bout adderal
man i’m really the goat i can do it all
you n*ggas cannot ride my wave
get outta my way
you sorry you lame
be original
i be making money from my living room
got the doc smiths on my kicks b*tch
all you bad b*tches like a kick flip
i’m a kingpin i’m the don n*gga
don corleone
red robin
with the bread n*gga
i’m a bread winner
you a lame n*gga i ain’t breakin bread with ya
b*tch i’m hot like kerosene keep it in my jeans
ego on 11
shaking like they fiends
from the 65 imma keep a stack
i know some n*ggas that servin a stack
really the don b*tch i’m the swing to jack
i’m the godfather posted up in the back
get to the money run up a check
don’t beef with no n*gga
we run in them hands
and if you really with it
got the glizzy on me
but i’m always with it ready to scr*p
you can’t f*ck with me
got the lve n*gga that’s luxury
how she all in yo bed but she f*ckin me
tryna copy there can’t be no other me
b*tch i started a wave
you not in my lane
my brother around me we just like wayans
dressed in all black i feel like bruce wayne

- just yae lyrics

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