Ha!
Yall know me, still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these niggas
But I still keep shittin on niggas lowkey
I dont fuck with you to the third degree
I keep a G, DMV, you owe a three
Schemin on the low, tryna make a nigga profitly
All I do is get money, fuck, and sleep
I should run for mayor
Been runnin shit, you barely maintain your bitch
No, this aint no, lets say, regular degular shit 
Break a neck on some Busta shit
Souls of Mischief 
I be on til infinity 
Dont predict, bitch, what Im gon do
Cause chances are Ive outdone you
And most of my so called enemies
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your clique
Ball so hard I dont need the assist
Im the best, I keep sayin that shit
Nigga, you should too
If you knew what this gamell do to you
Look at bullshit that Ive been through
Just to drive through and shit on you
Dont get it fucked up
Yesterday, was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I aint lyin, bruh, I aint lyin, bruh
In America
Dont get it fucked up
Niggas talkin bout old shit
I pull up, they like, Oh shit
Now look whos talkin, bitch
Now look whos talkin, bitch, yeah
Dont get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
Do this shit for my loved ones
Dont get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
I dont trust niggas, I only trust funds
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say
But nothin comes out when they move they lips
This extended clip will make Buddha shit
Shawty comin and pullin up with them Hooter tits
Never use a nigga, but she abuse the dick
I lick the pussy, let it air dry
We in a boat, nigga, right off the coast
The European or Caribbean
Im sweatin out my hair dye
So dont get it fucked up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin with a bad bitch
All my niggas is savages, better loc up
Damn, its a tragedy, all of these casualties
Metal through his body, nigga, check his anatomy, oh shit
Why you pillow talkin? Thats ho shit
Nigga, you a geek, still talkin bout me fuckin yo bitch
I cant lie, cant lie
I got a bunch of bad hoes and a wife on the side
I believe I can fly, Im the shit now
Wanna be like Mike when I die
Step right up, cant name any nigga that can fuck with us
Ima bring the pain, we gon be the game-changers
All in your face, Im bustin nuts, ah!
Dont get it fucked up
Yesterday, was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I aint lyin, bruh, I aint lyin, bruh
In America
Dont get it fucked up
Niggas talkin bout old shit
I pull up, they like, Oh shit
Now look whos talkin, bitch
Now look whos talkin, bitch, yeah
Dont get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
Do this shit for my loved ones
Dont get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
I dont trust niggas, I only trust funds
Did yall think I would let my dough freeze?
Ho, please
Better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to throw Ps?
Who you think taught you to rap keys?
Dress Dries, Phillip Lim, SLPs
Like Snoop D-O-double G
Nigga, murder was the case so motherfuck the police
Yall niggas soft like Emojis, with the heart eyes
Yall part skies, yall cloud killas
We aimin niggas, my soul is blacker than apartheid
We coupe niggas, you niggas ridin four doors
Like Uber nigga, we pilin all of your whores
On the canopy my stamina be
Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry aint afraid to carry
That shit you sniff, Taylor Swift
Niggas talk yet it remains a myth
I never seen it, they only dream it
They rap about it, do interviews
With they toy cars and they little jewels
Dont get it fucked up
Yesterday, was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I aint lyin, bruh, I aint lyin, bruh
In America
Dont get it fucked up
Niggas talkin bout old shit
I pull up, they like, Oh shit
Now look whos talkin, bitch
Now look whos talkin, bitch, yeah
Dont get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
Do this shit for my loved ones
Dont get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
I dont trust niggas, I only trust funds