Association lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
I don't associate with all the lame sh*t
n*ggas straight cap, ain't affiliated with gang sh*t
n*ggas straight cap, we ain't on the same sh*t
Pull up with the mob, pull up and bang sh*t
Put 'em on the run, n*gga tried to gang
Put 'em on the run, turned to a stain
Up on exotic, damn my strain (Exotic)
Play with my money, n*gga yo fault
Spending that money, I like to go ball
Stacking that money, I stack it up tall
When it's time to ride, I know who to call
I put a slimey-ass goon on your head
Clear out the store, b*tch we like to pop tags
Up in the function, I'm geekin' on gas
We gon keep it goin', and keep it on track
When I wake up (Wake up)
I go get that pack and bake up (Bake up)
My b*tch is a ten with no makeup (Makeup)
On bakеry, sh*t got my cake up (Cake up)
I'm comin' in won't give a hеads up (Nah)
Pull up get to sprayin', I'm fed up (Fed up)
You mess with me, ya f*cked up (f*cked up)
Ya slide on me, I clutch up (Clutch up)
Ya hatin' on me 'cause I got up (I got up)
I got shooters who wanna see blood (See blood)
Fill my cup up with more dirty mud
Don't you try to act like we was buds (Nah)
They never was f*ckin' with us (They never)
Told 'em don't ever count me out (Don't do it)
Never too much, I pay the amount (Amount)
In the mosh we rock out, we shout (Clayco on the beat) (Yeah)
I'm the one and I can come vouch (Let's go, let's go)
[Chorus]
I don't associate with all the lame sh*t
n*ggas straight cap, ain't affiliated with gang sh*t
n*ggas straight cap, we ain't on the same sh*t
Pull up with the mob, pull up and bang sh*t
Put 'em on the run, n*gga tried to gang
Put 'em on the run, turned to a stain
Up on exotic, damn my strain (Exotic)
Play with my money, n*gga yo fault
Spending that money, I like to go ball
Stacking that money, I stack it up tall
When it's time to ride, I know who to call
I put a slimey-ass goon on your head
Clear out the store, b*tch we like to pop tags
Up in the function, I'm geekin' on gas
We gon keep it goin', and keep it on track
When I wake up (Wake up)
I go get that pack and bake up (Bake up)
My b*tch is a ten with no makeup (Makeup)
On bakery, sh*t got my cake up (Cake up)
I'm comin' in won't give a heads up (Nah)
Pull up get to sprayin', I'm fed up (Fed up)
You mess with me, ya f*cked up (f*cked up)
Ya slide on me, I clutch up (Clutch up)
Ya hatin' on me 'cause I got up (I got up)
I got shooters who wanna see blood (See blood)
Fill my cup up with more dirty mud
Don't you try to act like we was buds (Nah)
They never was f*ckin' with us (They never)
Told 'em don't ever count me out (Don't do it)
Never too much, I pay the amount (Amount)
In the mosh we rock out, we shout (Clayco on the beat) (Yeah)
I'm the one and I can come vouch