Oh Yeah

Broke a brick up in the morning about nine
My first sale was a 9 boy I love the grind
Pound signs running through my mind all the time
Probably why I stayed building up these lines all the time

Can't believe I'm stuck on this license I'm tryna fly
Why they always asking the price and don't ever buy
They release that hatred didn't and now they just lie
Please don't ever reach for my shit bro you're tryna die

Magicians vouch about my magic I don't do pranks
Stretch the light I'll turn this Pyrex into a fish tank
I'm one up in this dirty T house with a big shank
Too busy for the draw outs I'm avoiding all the riff raff

It soon land that's a message from the big man
The juvys them don't like the trap they wanna be a hitman
These women know I'm really that they're tryna get up with man
Once upon a time believe they never used to dig man

Trap booming oh yeah my haters fuming oh yeah
Lit in the functions oh yeah you bring the tool in oh yeah
He test the food nodded off and started drooling oh yeah
Before I go broke I'll be back in jail just cooling oh yeah

Got too much motion boy we gotta keep on moving oh yeah
She's tryna suck me up and don't even like my music oh yeah
Her brain so good no wonder why she thinks I'm stupid oh yeah
These plugs just throwing work they know gonna move it oh yeah

It's not flour but I'll turn this white dust into a biscuit
Just a Nike tech I don't use no apron in the kitchen
Fuck dissing have you ever heard your own friends hissing
I gotta step correct or they just send me back to prison

I got my foot down driving like I got a death wish
I love them rubber bands I think I got a fetish
I love hustle if you buy I'm tryna sell it
Tell me your secrets baby girl I'll never tell it

I chuck it in the pot and mix it with the soda
I bend and stretch boy I got it doing yoga
I send it up and down I'm yo-yoing the yola
They locked me up I didn't make it through corona

I scrape this dish like it's the best whip I ever had
I give her dick like she's the best bitch I ever had
I wake up in the morning like God blessed me I'm never mad
I'm talking to myself like what's good G let's get the bag

Trap booming oh yeah my haters fuming oh yeah
Lit in the functions oh yeah you bring the tool in oh yeah
He test the food nodded off and started drooling oh yeah
Before I go broke I'll be back in jail just cooling oh yeah

Got too much motion boy we gotta keep on moving oh yeah
She's tryna suck me up and don't even like my music oh yeah
Her brain so good no wonder why she thinks I'm stupid oh yeah
These plugs just throwing work they know gonna move it oh yeah