Hashtag lyrics

[Chorus]
Ayy (Ayy)
I'm stuffin' 'za down in these 'woods 'til I get geeked
I stack them racks up 'til they stand tall as my knees
I keep on eating 'til it ain't nothing to eat
I know it’s only one of me, I keep two freaks
I get the guap, I get the Benjamin
Young n*gga cap (Cap), I'm no friend of him
These n*ggas rap, really 'bout dividends
He was too green, I put him in the blend
Load up the .50, l'm shootin' many men
I'll have him spin just like a ceiling fan
Make him a hashtag, he wanna trend again (Ayy)

[Verse]
Driving the car like I'm strikin' (Skrt)
They know ain't got no license (Damn)
I'm goin up like I'm hiking (Goin' up)
All of these chains, now she like me
All of these juug's, might indict me (Whoa)
These n*ggas hold nothing like me (Ho's)
He caught a body, that don’t excite me (No)
I ran it up, now I'm icy (Ayy)
Get it, I'm all about 'ends ('Ends)
Jump in the game, and I win (Jump in the game)
Hop in the car, and we spin (Spin)
Franchise, he did it again (Damn)
Need money, don't need no new friends
Said I'ma ride for the gang to the end (Gang)
I put on that sh*t everyday, set a trend
I see the fake through my lens
[Chorus]
Ayy (Ayy)
Ayy (Ayy)
I'm stuffin' 'za down in these 'woods 'til I get geeked
I stack them racks up 'til they stand tall as my knees
I keep on eating 'til it ain't nothing to eat
I know it's only one of me, I keep two freaks
I get the guap, I get the Benjamin (Ayy)
Young n*gga cap, I'm no friend of him
These n*ggas rap, really 'bout dividends (Ayy)
He was too green, I put him in the blend
Load up the .50, l'm shootin' many men
I'll have him spin just like a ceiling fan
Make him a hashtag, he wanna trend again (Damn)

[Outro]
Ayy (Ayy)
Ayy (Ayy)
I'm stuffin' 'za down in these 'woods 'til I get geeked
I stack them racks up 'til they stand tall as my knees
I keep on eating 'til it ain't nothing to eat
I know it's only one of me, I keep two freaks
I get the guap, I get the Benjamin (Ayy)
Young n*gga cap, I'm no friend of him
These n*ggas rap, really 'bout dividends (Ayy)
He was too green, I put him in the blend
Load up the .50, l'm shootin' many men
I'll have him spin just like a ceiling fan
Make him a hashtag, he wanna trend again (Damn)