[Intro: DJ Tiiiiiiiiiiip]
Yo, what up?
This is Tiiiiiiiiiip with 10 I's
GainesFM is straight up just ass cheeks
Just butt! straight butt!
Nah I don't f*ck with him none
I wish he was dead, bye
[Intro: GainesFM]
Yo, GainesFM in this b*tch
Finding in this b*tch
I'ma be a millionaire with or without rap n*gga
Count that
[Hook: GainesFM]
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
[Verse 1: GainesFM]
I don't really care about sh*t
Stomp you if you stare at my b*tch, need a pair of new kicks
I'ma leave the stereo thin
n*gga better take your ass home and take care of your kids
I don't even care if I'm fresh
n*gga I been puttin' so much work in that I swear I'll be rich
Hit her, now she want to move in
My force like Qui-Gon Jinn
Got to keep focused, no Adderall
You eat off my style, I ain't mad at all
Your b*tch show me all and no attitude
My hometown the best drug I ever knew
Give me good brain, she a smart ass
Hit it like a Homer, I'm Bart's dad
Free my squad, that's our clan
Ride 'til I die like a car crash
Minnesota my town like Karl-Anthony
Me and Novy some wolves, b*tch we family
Now they wishing they never abandoned me
Got my spirit at war with my sanity
Lose my sh*t I go postal, my flow anti-social
LeBron when I close out they strategy
Crystal Minneap', Saint Paul infinity
Watch me raise off that negative energy
[Hook: GainesFM]
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
[Verse 2: Finding Novyon]
Ain't nobody ever gonna stop me
b*tches wanna chop me like karate
Chicken fettuccini, bro I'm saucy
All these n*ggas wonder what it cost me
I'm the n*gga everybody copy
But I'm putting pressure on the youngins like a jockey
Better pipe down, boy you better find a hobby
Halo around my pen, cause everything I spit is godly, hold up
Rappers be sounding familiar to me
That sh*t is way too peculiar to me
On a roll, like I just popped a pill on the beat
Baby Ray on the track?, he the real MVP
And your b*tch on my phone in her feelings for me
You would think I was signed, how she dealing with me
I bet she would finish the sentence for me
I got bars, you should sit through a sentence with me
[Hook: GainesFM]
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch
Minnesota b*tch, Minnesota b*tch