Yeah, Link Up TV, Behind Barz Big up man like Rashid, Joey, Tadas, yeah Shoutout Giggs for settin' the ting SN1, OVO Mm-hmm, yeah, look
You know how the paigon chit-chat goes I like Rs and Vs and Os I don't really play no tic-tac-toe Been with Chubbs through highs and lows We seen man last night, they froze Wasn't no cameras, wasn't no pose Just like that one time at 'Chella Good thing man weren't pullin' out phones
Staying in big six-six with woes Man start dissin' and doin' reposts They do anything except road Still can't see them after it snows I don't have time for the wasteman jokes Personal ting if I'm gettin' up close Loyal to O 'cause I've taken a oath Versace hotel and I'm takin' the robes Seen 'em in person, I'm seein' a ghost They told me relax 'cause they're takin' control Take all that shit up with P and his bro I wish you the best, let me know how it goes Wanna be free and I wanna let go We came around and you showed us the most I know so much shit that I cannot expose I keep it inside and I laugh on my own Got all the tea and I'm hottin' it up I need a shade mansion, a room's not enough You're droppin' some shit but that shit was a bust They got no direction, they're followin' us I come from a city that they never touch Your man is a goofy and he could get brush I can't name a rapper or girl that I trust I dream about turnin' these yutes into dust
Yeah, yeah Big Scorpion, out now Yeah, look
You know how the paigon chit-chat goes I like Rs and Vs and Os I don't really play no tic-tac-toe Been with Roxx through highs and lows We seen man last night, they froze Wasn't no cameras, wasn't no pose Just like that one time at Nobu Good thing man weren't pullin' out phones
Think you know me? That's not true We got ties in West End too She came over and she got slew Throwin' up six like man had flu I got way too big off Views Back to the basics, I won't lose They wanna link when they got no chunes They too worried 'bout sellin' out shoes I don't give a fuck about jeans and crep Or goin' to Milan or goin' to the Met I just wanna make these songs for the set I just wanna load that and let that wet I got so much tings in the stash Fold up anyone, dun that clash Got no sense like Jizzle and shh Big and bad like leader and shh Can't do love 'cause they get too attached Phone get broke and whip get scratched I'ma just take my knots in cash They can never tie me down, that's facts All that bark but we know he's a cat I don't really like goin' tit for tat I'ma just come like tat-tat-tat I'ma just end that there, that's that
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Writer/s: Aubrey Graham
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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