cyclone lyrics

[Intro]
Blatt
Ha, ha, ha
pus*y ass n*ggas

[Chorus]
Y'all n*ggas be straight talk
I don't f*ck with traitors
Young n*gga in my [?]
That is not my bae, no (Yeah)
Seventeen with a bag, I keep the bank notes, Ha (Like f*ck you n*gga, f*ck you n*gga!)
You better lay low
Racks on his head like a halo
Bad ass b*tch say "hey" though
She gon' f*ck, she don't know my name though
I need the racks pronto
I don't know you n*gga, what could I know?
I'm the main n*gga, yeah, the side show
She gon' eat the di*k with no size though

[Verse]
Grab that, there's my size, hoe
I don't f*ck with a side hoe
Eating good, steak and fries hoe
She said, "Zen, boy, you too cold"
Too much racks, got a migraine
I smoke [?] but I'm alive though
See these n*ggas like a cyclonе
I keep the bread, get thе wide door
Yuh, new whip, it's a wide body
Slime him, he a nobody
Man, I'm boutta' spend ten racks for the hobby
These n*ggas fake, that's why they behind me
Yo' b*tch on me, she tryna look like me (Yeah, come on)
Get to the bag, you don't gotta remind me (Yeah, come on, yeah)
[Chorus]
Blatt
Ha, ha, ha
Y'all n*ggas be straight talk
I don't f*ck with traitors
Young n*gga in my [?]
That is not my bae, no (Yeah)
Seventeen with a bag, I keep the bank notes, Ha
You better lay low
Racks on his head like a halo
Bad ass b*tch, say, "Hey bro"
She gon' f*ck, she don't know my name though
I need the racks, pronto
I don't know you n*gga, what could I know
I'm the main n*gga, yeah, the side show
She gon' eat the di*k with no size though