Hammers lyrics

I be in the cut
pus*y you get shot
I don't give a f*ck
I be runnin up
Run that bag up like a track meet
Haters they can’t touch me
Why these b*tches wanna f*ck me
Now that i'm stacking my money

You a b*tch we make fun of yuh
b*tch this is a race i'm in front of yah

Gas got me exhausted
You’ll die in the mosh pit
My hoes they exotic
Counting money my bad habit

I be slanging hammers
You a dead b*tch left on the banner
I stay in the center
Why these n*ggas di*k suckers and they haters

Get a bag n*gga stop being a hater
We don't play tag but we do got lasers

That n*gga a beta
Turn him to a stain bruh
They don't understand huh
How i'm makin plays yuh
I just hit a lay up
Make that n*gga lay down
Counting money why yo hands out?
Going state to state with my Glock out
They don't understand how i'm lit now