​denial lyrics

[Intro]
(Lito)
Go, ha

[Verse 1]
Yeah, and I'm with gravee we too fly
I'm off the X like a crackhead
b*tch, I'm too geeked I'm above the sky
[?] wondering why
Money get tall like the sky
And I'm with lito, we taking a flight to Dubai
He wanna press me, I'm wondering why?
He my son, think he in denial
I think he gotta respect me 'cause I got too many hits on my file (Aye)
I walk in the bank, need a check please
I need to spend me a bag on some style
He know that he cannot check me
b*tch, I'm the only one walking that mile
I think he mad, what he tryna fight for?
He pressed I make bands off of nightcore
He ain't gonna do sh*t but type more
He should focus on his f*cking life more
I get my drugs via script I don't like Tor
Boy you my seed 'cause you bite more
Boy you talk on the net you don't fight more
And I'm kicking sh*t like I'm a [?]
[?] it's absurd
I might put him in the dirt
Oh, that's your b*tch? She gon' flirt
I know that you're really hurt
He say he wan' scrap, what's the word?
It just take a call to put him on a shirt
Pushing a Subi like a f*ckin' SRT
He yapping too much, we put him in a hearse
[Verse 2]
My b*tch rocking Jean Paul
I'm balling like John Wall
You wan' cut bro? Hop off
Tweet too much boy, log off
Not the one, you falling off
b*tch, I'd really hate to be you (Yeah)
I'd really hate to be you
You can't win bro, walk off
b*tch you wear that Number (N)ine
'Til it smell like number two
They thought you was clonin'
That's why they don't f*ck with you
I'm on too much X, lil' b*tch, I'm higher than the moon
He walked in with a white tee, then we capped him, now it's maroon
Yea I got too much money in my pockets
If I said the number then it would be federal
Toting the glick by my side
I call up my twin and he just come and let it go
They be like, how many racks on a fit?
For you it's a half but for me it's like several
Yeah, you said that you finna kill me
Well check me lil' bro, I don't do hypotheticals