Yeah, nigga You see what's goin' on, nigga It's 2024, only real niggas control the algorithm, nigga It's Fivi's city, you know who's city, nigga Stop playin', nigga You can't cancel a nigga from the trenches, nigga We still gon' pop out, they still gon' take pictures We still gon' get this money and count this money, nigga This my shit, grrt, baow Fuck wrong with y'all niggas? And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube Yeah, huh Who, what? I tell them niggas to do somethin' .40 on me, it's givin' me goosebumps Boy, the voice in my head make me do stuff But I pray that I never do too much When a baddie with me, she get used up When I take a Perky, I get juiced up When I'm finished fuckin', I'm like, "Who her?" Yeah, huh, real nigga, hood livin' Free Tory, he in good spirits When a nigga talk, I make the hood feel it And you can't come around me, nigga, good riddance You don't live what you rap, it's just good writtance You can't do what I do, it's a lil' different When I go OT, I call long distance, tell her, "Step how I step and keep on trippin'" Yeah, look, I pay attention to all of these blogs I'm gettin' money and niggas is hatin' and me and my niggas is fallin' apart I never mentioned what niggas be doin', but that shit be hurtin' me all in my heart Niggas is too busy watchin' my pockets, them niggas'd be rich if them niggas was smart Go on the interview, say what I want, I don't respond to Natalie Nunn I be just laughin' at the post, I don't give a fuck, I'm havin' fun Mention my name and it come with a gun They know my body, I'm one of the ones Come to the town and see what I've done I've been in every hood under the sun, grrt, baow Yeah, huh, I'm watchin' they pages to see what they doin' How can a girl be the king of New York? How could they not mention what I've been doin' when all they just doin' is copyin' songs? I got a lot I could say, but them energy people won't like it, I'm keepin' it short (Boom) Look, I get what I want or I get a divorce I cannot stop when I get it in sport I got it on me, I'm gettin' it off, yeah In person, I'll finish 'em off We can't relate if you finishin' soft Niggas is chattin', I'm sick of the talk Niggas is chattin', I'm sick of the—, yeah, huh Who, what? I tell them niggas to do somethin' .40 on me, it's givin' me goosebumps And the voice in my head make me do stuff But I pray that I never do too much When a baddie with me, she get used up When I'm finished fuckin', I'm like, "Who her?" When I'm finished—, grrt, grrt, baow Yeah, huh, real nigga, hood livin' Free Tory, he in good spirits When a nigga talk, I make the hood feel it You can't do what I do, it's a lil' different Step how I step and keep on trippin' When I go OT, I call long distance Nigga, pussy, baow Yeah, nigga That's how we do, nigga Don't fuckin' play, On The Radar Million views, nigga