Halftime Report (Interlude) Lyrics

Somebody help these niggas understand that I run this shit

This my shit

King of the town

Aight

Might think im trippin just for keeping this shit real

Dickriding niggas they around just for the deal

I see that funny hating shit these niggas weird

The internet give niggas heart but i know they scared

Run it up

Plenty racks need a money truck

Count it up

Money on his tell that boy duck

You know im applying that pressure

You know i hang with the steppers

Niggas be talkin that gangster shit

All them pussy niggas they be hangin wit

niggas be thinking we beefing

Trust me nigga we ain't beefing

If we was beefing niggas ain't eating niggas gone barely get sleep in

I'm the hottest in the town

They know finesse got the crown

They know i do what I wan

I do this shit no front

Plugged in get them P's in

Trapping hard in the deep end

I get them bowls for low

Soon as i get it you know that shit go

Bitches be doing the most

Niggas be talking to much

You know it's blood on that money

Check the scoreboard see that i run it