(Fuck having the lord on yo back Imma take a different route)

(Fuck having the lord on yo back Imma take a different route)

This ain't that, what you think this was about?

Getting cash I had to switch up on my route

Once I'm done with that lil Bitch I kick her out

Kick my feet up on my desk when I be countin

Put a pussy boy to bed we lay him down

Man fuck the competition Imma take 'em out

You lack, the fuck you think you doing with no strap

The racks don't make themself don't think they understand

(Ok let's go)

I been by myself they know

Locked in on this shit fosho

Why the fuck you call him Smoke?

'Cuz they know what Imma blow

It's been six years with my bro

Now I won't see him no mo (yuh)

No I ain't mad this just how this shit gone go (that's facts)

You better change ya ways, that's what brotha told

What you flexing on the guns up on the gram ya never tote

Think you really fucking smoke, bitch I smoke the fucking most

Lookin' back on it, rather block a bitch and get some dough

Lookin' back on it, I would never stop and get some mo

Lookin' back on it, you is just a ho tryna hide you're broke

You can't get like this, mu'fucker tryna be someone he not

You dumb as fuck thinking all that cash gone come ya way 'cuz bitch it's not

For all them hoes thinking that they this and that I wish you bitches stop

(You dumb as fuck thinking all that cash gone come ya way 'cuz bitch it's not)

(For all them hoes thinking that they this and that I wish you bitches stop)

This ain't that, what you think this was about?

Getting cash I had to switch up on my route

Once I'm done with that lil Bitch I kick her out

Kick my feet up on my desk when I be countin

Put a pussy boy to bed we lay him down

Man fuck the competition Imma take 'em out

You lack, the fuck you think you doing with no strap

The racks don't make themself don't think they understand