Most of these niggas I swear to God they can't rap

In this field, I'm in a different league, I can't cap

She wanna fuck and thought it was a thing, it's not that

Sent her home and passed her to the team, I'm not Pat

My brother gon' always keep it on em, he can't lack

You runnin' from these niggas with a bullet, it's not track

You want the handoff in the field, you not back

You wanna put on for the team, & got sacked

Lately, I been really gettin' money and it's showing

I Took her breath away like the wind, I got her blowing

Brody said it's money out of state, so we goin

Don't really wanna say too much, but you knowin

I'm really outta reach, man, I'm really outta sight

She askin' if I'm mixed, she must've seen the off white

Diamonds in my ear and they don't even need light, no

Brody got loose on they ass & banged a right

I want the Rolls Royce so I can really make a wish

She callin' me a munch, but I don't even eat fish

A lot of gangs signs my, young niggas playin' ish

She tellin' me she ready, I went deep like a dish

A lot of these niggas want the sauce, I got the recipe

Kicked him off the team the other day, cause he was sellin' me

You Promised her to keep a lil' secret, but she tellin' me

I told her ass my name, now this bitch in here spellin' me

Most of these niggas, I swear to God, they can't rap

In the field, I'm in a different league, I can't cap

She wanna fuck ' & thought it was a thing, it's not that

Sent her home and pass it to the team, I'm not pat

My brodie gon' always keep it on me, can't lack

You runnin' from these niggas with a bullet, it's not tracked

You want the handoff in the field, you not back

You wanna put on for the team & got sacked