Dfiys

I do the most
But that was plan
I get to the cake
These ni**as be playin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
Shawty in Love
She say she a fan
She say she engaged
Get back to yo mans
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
We on a roll
The f*ck is you saying
We trynna eat
We need them bands
These ni**as weak
Lieutenant Dan
They smell like defeat
Bru come get ya mans
I know they loved
When I was down
But now I’m major league
I took the lead
And I sped off
That’s why they can’t see me
And I ain’t talking Caldwell Pope
When I say KCP
If you ain’t trynna get bag
Then get the f*ck wit all that foolery
I run it up
Ain’t no slowing down
Show me some love
When I’m in yo town
Yo girl on my wave my ni**a
But I know that karma don’t play around
Stack up the racks
Put em in a pile
Can’t be a man
When you still a child
Let’s keep a k my ni**a
Im hoping you Ni**as run out style
My cousin in Chicago
Running scams
I’m praying
He don’t get up in a jam
It took so long
But now we out here running bands
Put that merchant we ain’t playing
The f*ck is you saying ni**a
I do the most
But that was plan
I get to the cake
These ni**as be playin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
Shawty in Love
She say she a fan
She say she engaged
Get back to yo mans
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
B*tch why you always on my line
If you got a man
I keep leaving her on read
Cause she don’t understand
Used to call my ni**a trap
Like pull up wit them zans
Different state of mind now
So I don’t need no zans
Whole gang paper chasing
I just need them bands
This lil ni**a still owe me
He must think I’m playing
662 go through you
Then it hit ya mans
Had to send some bread to his fam
Cause that wasn’t the plan
I don’t fuck around with these ni**as
Can’t be shaking hands
Don’t wanna do no song wit these rappers
I am not to friend
Can’t waste to many minutes on that bih
I know she just a fan
Grinding independent f*ck a label
And that lil advance
My dawg in Dallas making plays
Like he Dennis Smith
One phone call
Them shooters coming off the hip
I’m with KCP so you know that it’s super lit
Last ni**a called me broke
I went and bought his bih
I do the most
But that was plan
I get to the cake
These niggas be playin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
Shawty in Love
She say she a fan
She say she engaged
Get back to yo mans
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
Hold up, tell em be quiet when money talk
(I'm after the bag)
Only time that I joke is when leaving a b*tch with a funny walk
(yeah, yeah)
Whipping it, chase with the jakes
All on the track like I’m dropping a plate
Why ni**as is mad, let’s do the math
I run up a check while they running in place
Chris brown with the moves
I make a bad b*tch wanna two step
But I’m always on the move
I do the money dance, never two step
OVR ni**as too slept on
God knows we bout to scrape the plate
Who can do it better from the crooked letters
Ni**as bout to set the record straight
Got us all moving state to state for the bag
Da f*ck is you saying (hold up)
If you ain’t bumping Kid then I gotta ask
Da f*ck is playing
Yours truly but I never boast
Road to the riches but I rather coast
Quiet as kept, my circle get lesser and less
Cuz ni**as be doing the most
(yeah, yeah)
Treat yo b*tch DMs like a free throw whoa (swish)
Taking ni**as hoes like I’m Deebo whoa (give me that)
She throw it back like when I had Bebo
Be logging in, treat that p*ssy like a cheat code
I do the most
But that was plan
I get to the cake
These ni**as be playin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
Shawty in Love
She say she a fan
She say she engaged
Get back to yo mans
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin
The f*ck is you sayin