Nmber Four
Testing... 1... 2
[HOOK: The Shed]
Thought of losing you is fighting all the lies
Tryna stitch a broken heart be fore it dies
Feel the pain
Through the soul
Feel the soul
Through the vibes
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Talk to the boy how you talk to the Lord
Talk to these broads how I talk to my dog
Marc Jacob plates, Margiela rugs
My boys make smores out you marshmallow thugs
Hop up out the first class, hop into that E-class
Cut raw, cut school, I ain't ever see class
If so, I was cutting in my n*gga Steve's class
School of hard knocks, graduated with a G pass
G-Code, Street code, fake n*ggas; cheat code
n*ggas trying to turn fake sh*t: green, cheap gold
I dont know how they do it for the freak show
But I ain't even go beast mode
So we toast
[HOOK: The Shed]
Thought of losing you is fighting all the lies
Tryna stitch a broken heart be fore it dies
Feel the pain
Through the soul
Feel the soul
Through the vibes
[Verse 2: The Shed]
You talking to I
Wgui
(AYE!)
Take yo momma eye
Cause trauma cry
I'm that guy
Imma let you die
By that *whooo*
All you n*ggas pie
Pinky up like tea
Smoke a G
Smoke exotic tree
We wear gucci tee
Your degree
Not our cup of tea
Not my our of coffee
Get the f*ck up off me
Okay see Versace, on the body, imma catch a body
Might just chop Audi, cop a copy, then get sloppy toppy
Leave her in the lobby, looking choppy, that b*tch ain't nobody
Just a body
Kick her out karate
Find a photocopy, photocopy
[HOOK: The Shed]
Thought of losing you is fighting all the lies
Tryna stitch a broken heart be fore it dies
Feel the pain
Through the soul
Feel the soul
Through the vibes
[Verse 2: CHRI$$$]
b*tches be acting up
Yall n*ggas be acting tough
You need a good smacking huh
I'm calling ya bluff So Stop all that acting Bruh We know that u pushing an Acura
So Stop all that u want some trouble sh*t
I'm in my bag I had to mcdouble sh*t
Y'all dollar menu hoes I guess y'all be loving it
Nah I don't be cuffing sh*t I just be f*cking then dubbing it
I flip the pack then I go out and double it
I'm trynna fucc , I ain't on no cuddle sh*t
When there's drama I come thru and settle it
n*ggas won't touch me they know where the metal is
Stay counting money that's benjis and Jeffersons
If u ain't gang then u know we can't let u in
[HOOK: The Shed]
Thought of losing you is fighting all the lies
Tryna stitch a broken heart be fore it dies
Feel the pain
Through the soul
Feel the soul
Through the vibes
[Verse 3: Popamanny]
b*tches be acting up
Yall n*ggas be acting tough
You need a good smacking huh
I'm calling ya bluff So Stop all that acting Bruh We know that u pushing an Acura
So Stop all that u want some trouble sh*t
I'm in my bag I had to mcdouble sh*t
Y'all dollar menu hoes I guess y'all be loving it
Nah I don't be cuffing sh*t I just be f*cking then dubbing it
I flip the pack then I go out and double it
I'm trynna fucc , I ain't on no cuddle sh*t
When there's drama I come thru and settle it
n*ggas won't touch me they know where the metal is
Stay counting money that's benjis and Jeffersons
If u ain't gang then u know we can't let u in