Rookie Of The Year lyrics

[Intro]
(Skeeo went crazy)
Ayy, on Red, this finna be one of my best songs of the year
(Call that boy Duhvinci how he up and just paint sh*t)
Big 26K sh*t, n*gga

[Verse]
I'm the rookie of the year, that pus*y know it, that's why he on my di*k
When I'm an hour away at home, I'm ridin' with so many sticks
I throw a K behind that Trey, ain't gotta wonder if I'm on that sh*t, n*gga, I come direct with it
When you say my name, b*tch, you better mention respect with it
I don't give a f*ck because I blew up rapping, b*tch, I'm still with it
And free my n*ggas, he ain't got caught up trappin', he was in love with them switches
No, I can't get caught up with no ho, I don't send my lo' to b*tches
Free JB and Rod, they watched they big brother run up them digits
Free JB and Rod, they watched they big bruh, chase n*ggas down with blickies
I put on for 'Bama like Nick Saban, b*tch, I'm known for blitzin'
I'm on your ass soon as you play, same time act like I ain't payin' you no attention
They flew me to LA, but I'm still in the trenches
Thuggin' with them Bounty Hunters daily, know this sh*t get wicked
I know Bu gon' shoot until it click, Bhlacky don't do no missing
Grrt-rat-tat, boom, that's a rapper n*gga dead for speaking on my name
I just wan' shoot you in your sh*t, I don't even wan' take your chain
Time to remind you you a b*tch, just a f*ck n*gga with some fame
Now while you sittin' on top the mountain, b*tch, I'm outside leaving stains
Soon your brother 'nem pop out, I'ma make sure he ain't the same
pus*y n*gga called me a rookie like that ain't who changed the game
This sh*t 'bout my respect
This sh*t ain't 'bout no money, 'bout no fame, 'bout no car
'Bout no b*tches, 'bout no diamonds, 'bout no riches, 'bout no none of that
I heard that f*ck n*gga spoke on my name and I ain't know none of that
See, the b*tch a killer, grew up bumpin' that ho, but ain't no more of that
In traffic, spot him, bullets at his head, you know I'm throwing that
I been tryna f*ck this long-haired b*tch for long, that ho, she throw it back
I been tryna f*ck this long-haired b*tch so long, I hope she throw it back
I know that n*gga richer than a b*tch, I can't go rack for rack
Don't forget I'm still knee-deep in the trenches, I can go tat for tat
n*gga, I could go whack for whack
n*gga, I can go body for body, I can go hat for hat
I don't want that f*ck n*gga around me, I already heard he was scared
Why the f*ck would we duck beef? We done made so many n*ggas bled
I don't know if they think this sh*t a game or not, but wait until it's blood shed
Wait until we catch one of them n*ggas coming out the club on some drunk sh*t
These 7.62s hit like a f*cking truck, I'm tryna dump sh*t
Oh, they outside lacking? We beat they block down like a drum, b*tch
You lucky if the paramedics come 'cause this the slum, b*tch
Ain't checked in with my bond in like two months, think I'm back on the run
But you know I don't give a f*ck
I'll up my gun and shoot this b*tch broad day, right under the Sun
I'm sick in the head, in love with murder, I do this sh*t for fun
[Outro]
Haha, ayy, ayy
Big 26K sh*t, n*gga
Big YTG, yellow tape, n*gga
I'll bust your head like a grape, n*gga
I bang with Bounty Hunters, don't f*ck with—
Real gangster, I don't need no gun to rob your ass, boy, you get shanked, n*gga
It's tatted in my face, you know I'm Big 26K, n*gga
It's tatted in my face, I don't show no love to no fake n*gga
I give you everything you want, why you still wan' eat off my plate, n*gga
How you ask for some of mine when I ordered less so you could get steak, n*gga?
So many nights I suffered just for your days to be great, n*gga
That's why I don't understand when I'm not around, why it's never love and always hate, my n*gga
My, my n*gga
I'm done