Life Hacks Lyrics

Nigga

Ima fix my chain right quick

Shit, ayy, huh, ayy

Gettin' this money how it is and I know you want it

Gotta get it how you live and I know you won't

Got this yop right with me we could get it on

Baby, I don't fuck with niggas we don't get along

(Fuck you nigga)

I'm not the one, lil' nigga, better watch your tone

Watch your tone, lil' nigga

Aye

I said meet me at the crib, I'm on the way back home

Niggas thinking that they him and I hate that for em'

You started off in janky whip, wrecked and raced my foreign

I like what cuddy got on, like, let me take that for you

And I'ma need the whole bag, ain't no 60-40

This ain't nothing like that

Keep playing, fuck around and get your life snatched

Nigga, I am not the one, I got life hacks

Cuddy hurt he in his feelings, let the time pass

Came up from 12th Street selling dime bags

I see you tryin' to peep what's on my belt, but don't mind that

I keep blick and kill beats and then rewind that

What's the mood tonight, just let me know with yo' fine ass

Fuck twelve, they try to blur me, I was flying past

Tryna hit the bank to splurge, I don't keep that kinda cash

I got that, you've got to served, you ain't gotta ask

I'll whoop your ass like my son, nigga, who your dad

This boy, worry about a bitch, man, go get a bag

Code word, 'I be on some shit', numbers ever-lasting

Penalty, flag on the plate, they gone send heem back

Fuck that, this what niggas get, tryna be a flagger

Fa- fah-, all he seen was flash, turn him into casper

Now his ass all up in the blunt, smoke it till it's ashes

Uh-uhn, lil' mama acting new like she fresh out the plastic

La-la, I breathe on the beat and it's still classic

Hit the plug, he served me with some shit, he had to double bag

Keep it right with me, keep tweaking I'ma up and blast it

Blah, Blah, save it for the bitches, all that fucking bragging

Paranoid if I pull up anywhere, then I'm gone back-in

This a newky qp but I just stretched a half G

I am not the one nigga, boy, you better tap in

We locked in just like some braids on a bitch that's nappy

You don't really want beef just hit me with the addy

Gettin' this money how it is, and I know you won't

Gotta get it how you live, and I know you want it

Got this yop right with me, we can get it on

Baby, I don't fuck with niggas we don't get along

I'm not the one, little nigga, better watch your tongue

I said meet me at the crib i'm on the way back home