MY NIGGA

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, my nigga, hold up, you want you a bag

Runnin' up to the money so much, my nigga, I'm always goin' to the bag

They say K9"why you still rappin' and shit, my nigga, don't you got class"

Yeah, my nigga, but class come with fame, and you don't got that

But I can show the way, I'm a teacher, just gotta pass this test

Do what I say, best believe, there won't be no stress

Gotta work the tech, and the fit, baddie doin' strips

Time to show a trick, get that money, go and make it flip

I'm not gonna hold ya, gotta kill em, gotta get em gone

Bout to hit the stu, smoke a shhh, yeah that shit strong