Concertina lyrics

[Intro]
I have plenty much more jewelry man, just you know, I ain't from down here so I- That’s what it do, that's what it do, that's what it do [?]

[You got it mag]

[Verse]
You know if mag prod that b*tch then I’m gon' tweak out
I ain't f*cking with no pot b*tch, get her away from me now
You say you standing ten toes, you on your knees now
Lil boy tryna get busy in LA, I told him "pipe down"
You wanna be from ATL so bad, n*gga, put that pipe down
Can't even stand at my height, I stand over you and look down
The game ducked tenkay for too long, I made 'em look now
Chapter 34 man it's too late to close the book now
Watch my story unfold just like a concertina
World spinnin' but I'm stayin’ on my toes, like a ballerina
Like a crazy ass latina he tryna dodge the nina
He tryna hop the fence tips wet his back up like a beana’
I'm bout that guap, for that guap, Zay bleed a kid, but he throwin’ up 6
Starin' in my right palm my whole lifetime what I see
She said "Boy I see your name going up." But I don't see her
The bands I touched I only seen 'em in my dreams
And everything my OG told me see what it means
When me and brodie hit that lick that sh*t was fleak
Imma -Imma pick you
Really this sh*t up to you
I mean it when I say "It’s true"
Baby would I lie to you
I mean it when I say "It's true"
Baby would I lie to you
I can't give these n*gga no space, or give 'em time to make room
That boy wanna be known so bad and I just say "Who?"
That's why his ass got popped then smoked we made him say "Woo"
I'm self made I don't need no plus one, this sh*t don't take two
Glost bussin' off a pill he don't take one he take two
Nobody follow me like Batista I'm finna walk alone
34 degrees in these streets n*gga it get cold
Just for a couple rolls I can get you lil n*ggas rolled
f*ck a mixtape n*gga, a book what I should've wrote