Don’t Tell Nobody

And we ain’t fucking with you rap guys
Put some water on my neck like we baptized
And she love it when I hit it from the back side
I came up from the bottom now I’m mad fly
She don’t got on panties
I go in raw if that’s my girl she don’t need no plan b
I’m Big Tyming bitch I’m frsh like I’m Mannie
That baking soda, Coca- Cola out the pantry
We was talking fly shit but they ain’t understand we
I was selling demos back when Nique had a Camry
Now they love me in New York like Marcus Camby
I’m the goat while you little niggas Bambi
Bitch I put in work say I put in work
I made it happen when you rappers said it wouldn’t work
Dreams Really Exist my nigga
Rip Porter let’s get Rich my nigga