B2W (bonus) Lyrics

Manhattinee on the way take a trip to the show

I'mma show you trick niggas I'm the coldest of cold

Issa hot summer bet I'm cookin crack on the stove

Nigga Steez bussin bars throw it down like I'm HOV

Fuck the world middle finga imma break every rule

Sumn like a gankin lil niggas run me the jewels

The best artist best whatever since Pharrell and the tunes

Shit shoutout the nigga Peggy, Hit Boy, and the Wolf

Keep they neck snappin' raps bappin shine on the tunes

Shit the way my words buss niggas shake in they boots

I can make a pop song bitch I sharpen my tools

Shit I go off at the mouth it's the iron I shoot

Pretty nigga wit an attitude dammit I'm cute

Ain't wit impressing niggas take no bite of that fruit

It's the freaking Rican tweakin since Big Pun and the squad

I'm the next Latin package and I put that on God

Yerr

Know a nigga born to win got my eye the Grammy

Laced in my DNA that's the word to my family

Ain't a low down spic that's a word to my pappy

Yeah I'm sending shots to bitch niggas shooter like pappy

Follow on a dream soul searchin lookin for happy

Ion do subs tell them bitch niggas to @ me

Ion lie in my raps bro these niggas be cappin

Everybody be a shooter till a nigga caught lackin

I'm ready for whatever

I tell ya I'm a different breed im on another level

Wifin on these hoes bitch tell ya issa never

Tell ya I'm the greatest muthafuckaz best ever

Go head and pull the lever

Finna reach the highest on endeavors

Tryna make it thru the coldest weather

I'm in the wind just like a feather

Tryna keep my life together

Show these hatin bitches I'm better

Nigga I was born 2 win