Statement ft. Btf Khris Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
It's time, it's time, the clock's ticking, the clock's ticking
It's time, it's time to make a statement I came from out the basement, five heartbeats
No temptation Joe saying I pay for playlists, just know I
Made the A-list Stop all that rara-rara shit, I came like
Kan, blah-blah shit Foot on they pedal, I step on the necks
Ballin' like I came straight from the jets I like when she wanna give me the neck
Playin' with money like it's in the deck All I hear is, tre you next
So it's always, fuck that ex I got now, I ain't got next
Commas on commas, I don't like bein' in all that drama
Checks on checks, people askin' what's next Feel like Peter from InterTech
Google the stats, I already did it Momma said, stop makin' that music, people
Not listenin' Tired of all this belittling
Might have to pay you a visit joe pillow talkin', I ain't feelin' it
Might gotta pay you a visit, my niggas be drillin' shit
These niggas stay dissing all on the net, my niggas gon' spin again
Gotta throw my mask on, cause niggas get to tellin' shit
Jay toting on the blick, that nigga get to killin' shit
Where I come from, you gotta catch a body to be with the shit
When you get up in that room, you better not get to tellin' shit
Know a nigga that told up on the bro's and he got hit and' shit
Stay fighting all these, cases, so I can't even tote the blick
But I'm still in the field and shit, real street, nigga can't love a bitch
Stay missing nell and, shit, probably got a pour fifth
Step in the booth Ima spazz, try to, put the beat in your ass
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, they like, who's this, yeah
Got to leave a statement, you choosin', yeah
Yeah, you really movin' real ruthless, yeah
Punchin' on this nigga till he toothless, yeah
It's a statement
It's time to make a statement, I came from out the basement
Five heartbeats, no temptation, Joe sayin' I paid for Playlist
Just know I made the A-list
Stop all that Rara shit, I came like Kan, blah blah shit
Foot on they pedal, I step on the necks
Ballin' like I came straight from the jets
I like when she wanna give me the neck
Playin' with money like it's in the deck
All I hear is, tre you next
So it's always, fuck that ex, I got now, I ain't got next
Commas on commas, I don't like bein' in none of that drama