Fraction lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, Neeko you made that motherf*ckin' beat?
Ah nah, you ain't make that motherf*cker
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

[Verse]
n*gga can't find no Act' so I'm sippin' on Wock' still
Ayy, these n*ggas ain't gettin' no money, just scored on a whole seal
I just spent this whole deal, on some Codeine
I'm with some n*ggas that's down to kill
Bad b*tch kept her mouth closed, so I flew her out again
New Glock, that b*tch two-tone, it'll hit your house and kids
All this Oxy', I can't do wrong, n*ggas don't get high as this
And I'm rich as f*ck, you knew that, might be where Obama is
Ayy, stick hit up his residence
All black Tahoe like the President
b*tch, just watch me do my murder dance
I just ran right through a hunnid bands
b*tch, pass me a rubber band
My lil' brother just copped a new TEC
These hoes, they so toxic
They want my babies and I ain't even made it yet
In the back of the Maybach, countin' up racks
My new hoe Off-White
Put that hoe on Percs, we f*ckin' all night
My hoe, she too bad, she love that toxic life
And, b*tch, I love that fast sh*t
My white hoe, yeah, that hoe, she into fashion
We get money, n*gga, better stop that flaggin'
Need to stop it, K split 'em like a fraction
Hunnids comin' in, so I keep on addin'
Keep a hit stick, b*tch, but this ain't Madden
I don't know why they mad at me
My n*gga, he poppin' all these Percs just like an addict
Might just go drop six racks on some Codeine, gotta have it
n*ggas know I'm shootin' sh*t, b*tch, just like my dad did
n*gga, and it's still f*ck 12 and f*ck traffic
Ain't stoppin' at no red lights, b*tch, that's what them racks did