[Intro]
Yeah, Fuck Fame album coming soon
Turn that beat up a little bit for me
Something for the wait n***a
Money trees

[Verse 1]
What you know 'bout black?
Yeah n***a you sell crack in the trap way back before rap
Now I got racks
Now I gotta walk with a clap in case I gotta blow a n***a back n***a what? Like blah!
Who you know spit it like that?
Gotta get the money in the bag
40 in the trunk put the body in the bag
Bitch n***a hatin' but I ain't even mad
I just pull up all black on a n***a
Blast on a n***a
Straight payback on a n***a
Shoot em' like mayo
Split a n***a brain so fatal
Hit the trap playin' with the play-doh
I'm so gangsta
Fly money gang entertainment
N***a don't bang but I put it on David
N***a don't pull it if you ain't gon' aim it
N***a don't aim it if you ain't gon' spray it
I need me a gutter bitch
Won't care about another bitch
You fuckin' with a star baby
Let's take off in a mothership
Yeah I came from the gutter bitch
Yeah they thought it was luck and shit
But I was working hard baby
While they was on some other shit
Yeah, rappin' in a car look at what I did
N***a went viral, I was built to win
N***a said its luck
I said what the fuck?
Keep the camera up and did the shit again
Got a call from Fendi that's who found Nicki
He want me to sign, n***a where the pen?
Give me 50 thou and imma make us rich
I look at all the haters
I just made em' sick yeah..
Give me 50 thou and imma make us rich
I look at all the haters
I just made em' sick
The album on the way got a call from Craig
Told me drop a tape, something for the wait