[Verse 1]
Boy you know your diamonds ain't legit yea
And you know you never made a hit yea
You said that you be rapping we ain't never hear ya
My n*ggas come thru clappin' and I bet they hit ya
I know some shooters that'll run you out Virginia
Head back, and let em know who seen ya
sh*t get real when your soldiers getting injured
Time to let these n*ggas know who really in charge
[Hook]
I'm like not all, can't take my spot
n*ggas think they hard, they think they hot
Got it out the mud and no I can't stop
Got a lot of enemies tryna plot
I'm like not all, can't touch my pot
n*ggas thinking that they real when they not
Got it out the mud and no I can't stop
Got a lot of enemies tryna plot
I'm like not at all(multiple times)
[Verse 2]
Boy you know you really not the sh*t yea
Tryna be like me that's what you get yea
But you can't make all of these plays
Can't make these hits yea
You complaining while my n*ggas getting rich yea
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New designer drugs yea
All types of plugs yea
I just sipped the mud yea
Bout to cut the rug yea
Up in the party with a
Hammer like a judge
[Hook]