Zoe Osama
Baby I’m Bacc (Freestyle)
Aye, I ain't done yet
Counting all this money 'til my thumbs sore, run that
She gon' get me naked 'til I’m done, I ain't cum yet
N***as still hating on my grind, where the love at?
Crazy (hold up) Wait a minute
If it ain't about the money, calm down, let me finish aye
Can you tell me why these n***as in my business? Aye
Got my name in they mouth like the dentist, aye
TNC been the gang, yeah it’s been that
Super star making all this money, where my friends at?
I used to be dead broke but I ain't going back
I was in a 240 tryna sell crack
I remember the first time that I bust a mac
It was war time n***a, going back to back
All you n***as gang goofy, how you sell your strap?
Man to keep it 100, I ain't feeling that
Man, I been on my shit and I ain't giving up
Same n***as try to put me down want me to pick 'em up
I’m on the road to the millions, I can’t get enough
Man slide me any beat, I’mma eat it up
I need a band for the verse, 300 ain't enough
All them tats on your face, still ain't tough as us
You can sign a hundred deals, still ain't worth enough
Got these n***as sick as fuck, watch 'em throw it up
All these rappers all cap, better slide off
Buy my foreign with an LLC, that’s a write off, n***a!
Bitch, run up the bill, turn the lights off
I was 14 running 'round with a sawed-off, n***a
You speaking on a murder, I was not involved
The only thing a n***a know, the case was never solved
I think the opp Pokémon, gotta catch 'em all
The loudest n***a in the room gon' tell it all
A n***a always been a winner, all you n***as fall
Bitch, back to 9 to 5, hoe I’m Nina Ross
N***as always been a hoe like Mrs. Claus
N***a say it to my face so I can tuck his jaw
All these n***as on my dick, wait, hold up, pause…
N***as sliding in a van like we off the wall, get it
We ain't gotta brag, you know we did it
If the glove didn’t fit, must've quit it
We ain't speaking on no murder on no internet
You was whooping like you hard, got your n***a wet
Had to throw him in the wood just to pay respect
N***as lying about the county, wanna see what’s next
N***as wanna be famous, I want a fucking check
N***as foul on that play, I need a fucking Tec
And y’all still dead last like the New York Jets
N***as gotta team up like the Brooklyn Nets
All my bank accounts good, I ain't gotta flex
N*ggas still makin plays on the county check
Man, this your first time like IMX
I’mma ride for my dogs like DMX
Ain't no throwing white flags, we ain't having that
TNC been the gang and nothing after that
Tell the bitch to throw it back like a Cabbage Patch
The rap game my new home, this my habitat
And I do it for the east, put it on the map
The only time the bitch look good when she be on her back
And I’m all in her ear like a fucking neck
These n***as coming for the cheese like a fucking rat
Keep acting like you hard 'til you to a pack
Stop telling that bitch you love her, she don’t say it back
You can call me Boost Mobile, hoe where you at?
Bitch where y’all keep sliding to? We catch a flat
All these rappers all cap, better slide off
Buy my foreign with an LLC, that’s a write off, n***a!
Bitch, run up the bill, turn the lights off
I was 14 running 'round with a sawed-off, n***a
You speaking on a murder, I was not involved
The only thing a n***a know, the case was never solved
I think the opp Pokémon, gotta catch 'em all
The loudest n***a in the room gon' tell it all
(Tha New Cartel music)