​rank lyrics

[Intro]
(graveem1nd)
Yeah, woah

[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round town in a tank
Lil' n*gga, what's your rank?
I don't care what you think
Diamonds so cold, make a damn ship sink
Yeah, lil' n*gga, stay in your lane
Don't talk, lil' bro, don't be playin'
Yeah, finna hop on that plane
Said a n*gga changed, b*tch, I ain't change
I got a shooter, know he shoot from the paint
I'ma do what you n*ggas can't
He in that Benzer, we're in that Range
I don't ever b*tch, I don't complain
Movin' that pack, n*gga, not no Saint
But a young n*gga still with gangnem
Ride around town, gon' paint
Look at my fit, just like a paintin'

[Verse 1]
And I'm flyer than half of these n*ggas
Rockin' KAPITAL, these not Hilfiger's
n*ggas talkin' 'bout me, run your figures up
f*ck n*ggas just talkin' on Twitter
I'm in New York, I stay with my sister
I'm important, b*tch, I'm an A-lister
And your shawty, yeah, she a good kisser
I'm a shooter, no, will not miss you
I'ma make sure your mama got tissuеs
[?] we knockin' down, I'ma blitz you
[?], we gon' get you
Beefin', that sh*t for a lamе
Lil' n*gga, stay in your lane, though
Feed my brothers, my gang
Not no [?]
[Verse 2]
I've been puttin' that work in, that effort
I'm with [?]
Got designer on me, a good dresser
G19, know it sit on the dresser, yeah
And guess what? I've been smokin' that pressure
Yeah, I heard he get money, but not like me
That boy, he get lesser
Oh, but that sh*t none of my business
Put the game up on my back, b*tch, been liftin' that sh*t like fitness
And I knew it was only a matter of time before a n*gga blew up, got famous
Made a promise to my brothers that I'd stay down, n*gga, I'm not changin'
Yeah-yeah-yeah

[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round town in a tank
Lil' n*gga, what's your rank?
I don't care what you think
Diamonds so cold, make a damn ship sink
Yeah, lil' n*gga, stay in your lane
Don't talk, lil' bro, don't be playin'
Yeah, finna hop on that plane
Said a n*gga changed, b*tch, I ain't change
I got a shooter, know he shoot from the paint
I'ma do what you n*ggas can't
He in that Benzer, we're in that Range
I don't ever b*tch, I don't complain
Movin' that pack, n*gga, not no Saint
But a young n*gga still with gangnem
Ride around town, gon' paint
Look at my fit, just like a paintin'
[Outro]
(Look at my fit, just like a paintin')