identity Lyrics

Nigga lost he gone need help

I smoke just for my health

That nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

I been stirring the pot ​

Trying to give these lil' nigga hell

I'm doing this shit for the plot

I'm trying to wish these niggas well

Told 9 if I get jammed, DLAV got my bail

In this game yall gotta talk about me

I'm a different player

I gave that girl her sight, I gave that girl her swag

She rock 1017, and now she thinks she bad

Niggas tough on the internet, thats cool you bout' to lag

I'm disconnecting cables now that baby crying sad

Oh well, too bad

I can't entertain no hoe

Voodoo not gone let me go

Red dot, red balloon I'm "It", I'll make you float–

The RUYA I have, I see what I need

I can't make no hoe see what I see

Manifest, CCCCC

I don't want to talk, talk to cheap

(Man the shit to fucking cheap man)

Nigga lost he gone need help

I smoke just for my health

That nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Oh you hate me, thats so perfect

Popping shit her pussy perfect

Rarely seen I'm really working

Clean as fuck I drip detergent

Silent slut, I know she lurking

Talk too much you're barely worthy

Bragged on me I did her dirty

Had her home by like 2:30

All this internet shit makes me fucking sick I had it

All these hood hoes way too basic, anything I got they taking

Then my fashion friends complain I wear all black they think I'm racist

I can't collab with no nigga who not conscience of what he created

The fucking "V"

2,2,5 bitch we signed fasho

Motherfucking want to play victim but they sneak dissing online fasho

Told shorty you not special, I'm sorry you gotta wait in line fasho

I am applying pressure shorty you can't waste my time fasho

Fake shit, we cut ties fasho

Take shit, bitch I ride fasho

Rock shit, bitch I'm "Ozzy O"

My bitch she so tied fasho

How you rock some shit you don't know bout'

Quarter pound of weed cant rollout

Dropping songs just for the rollout

Big ass truck anytime I rollout

Nigga lost he gone need help

I smoke just for my health

That nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his self

Nigga don't know his s–