Biscayne Lyrics

Nigga ain't giving no dap

I'm breaking shit off like crab legs

Can't even waste no plans, can't even sleep til' the racks is in

They tryna' cancel shit, I'm feeling like Rick so bring all the strikers in

Say carbon just came with a kick, he lost all his shit, I ain't tryna' smoke with the kid

I gotta' hold the K, go for the win like I got a kill on kill

I gotta' take that tray, moving again now I got a holy field

Huh, stepping outside, rack on big, gotta' exercise

Ion' care bout' these guys, I see how it is waiting on my demise

2 face, I got a whole lotta blue face

Get triple crossed, I just told em' you too late

I'm serving it in like it's D'Ussé, you do say

Blue coming in like we call it a new lake

Niggas taking this shit like we been saying

I can't tell em' apart like they bitch made

I get the bank, outta' here, go to Biscayne

Really gon' call on your bluff, I'm the sensei

Running through shit like a fucking campaign

Ion' like losing that's why I get paid

I ain't stupid, the bread go in my name

Nigga serving on shit like it's damn-pane

I'm fully equipped like I'm man made

Nigga ain't talking pressure, I really don't know

You move like a bitch, you won't blow huh

I fuck on that bitch, make her croak huh

You ain't holding cheese? Let it go

Asking too many questions, 3 x 4

You can go for degrees, I go where money go

Blue coming in like we call it a new lake

Niggas taking this shit like we been saying

I can't tell em' apart like they bitch made

I get the bank, outta' here, go to Biscayne

Really gon' call on your bluff, I'm the sensei

Running through shit like a fucking campaign

Ion' like losing that's why I get paid

I ain't stupid, the bread go in my name