Still Got It Lyrics

I'm at the top now, ain't nobody helped me

I swear to God I did this shit by myself

Came to the game to replace some of these wack ass rappers

I think imma need me a Ref

Done told my momma that sooner or later we'll be getting dough

Just like a fucking chef

I shoot my shot just like I'm Devin Booker, I wanna see how many bitches I bag (Okay)

I got a bag so I'm packing I ain't talking 'bout no duds, man I'm talking 'bout the guap (Bitch)

I ain't no pacific person, but just like the ocean y'all know that I got drip (Uh)

Ain't no irrigation system, but I met a hoe and she told me that I drip

My bitch finished her allowance in hours, and I ain't got no shovel but I dig (Huh)

I put my trust in the lord and the money 'cause I know that they never gone stab my back

I've seen my momma done go through some shit, and that shit made me weak

I swear to God, no bap

I had to learn how to go get the bag, cause if you ain't got the bag, they don't show you respect

You gotta loiter with me so you see that I don't cap about shit I say in my rap (Nigga)

Yea, huh (Huh)

Yea

Gotta show love to the ones that I fuck with before they all gone

'Cause they might soon be dead

I do not own any glue but if you mess with me, imma show you how sticky it gets

I put my bitch in a ysl dress 'cause the commas ain't nothing for me to be stressed

I get the guap and I try to find ways to expand it

I'm sure when you get guap, you spend

I still remember when Gav was alive he told me that giving up is just an opinion

Some niggas been trynna copy my flow and they all acting up when I say they my minions

I told my momma that imma just rap till the end, like her son is fucking chameleon

I keep on saying that we're not the same, cause while you make assumptions, I be makin' millions nigga