I got yo bitch on do not disturb
I got some n***as i choose not to serve
Got a new spot got to move bout a third
I just got back I was losing at first
Yea i like that
Promised my mama I'm through with the syrup
And I'm true to my word
Lito
Heard n***as talking like step brothers feel off
I just couldn't turn my scale off
Well off, yea cuz it stilled get mailed off
No I don't sell soft, we'll get a bale off
Bag my first 50 like Zach yea I ran off
Kept fucking round with rap start paying off
Even signed with highest paid offer can't stop
Til I'm worth what I weight in dog food
Naw fool I don't get down like yall do
See you when i see you fuck a lawsuit
If you owe me too much I was taught shoot
Fall through with the 50 cal call it Jarule
Slick this will die for you leave out the booth
Bitch you a lie you say we not the truth

Don Trip
You beefin with Star gota see bout it too
That's just an unwritten rule
Pulled up in a uhaul my neighbors so nosey
They all want to see how we move
These Rappers tryna count my income
Truth is i get rap money and some
They always think it's a game
Till I pull on n***a like Matt Barnes
Slpa a n***a up with the side arm
Still in the dirt like an ant farm
Run in yo home like I'm housesitting
Bury yo ass in the backyard
I don't make enough for a black card
But I make enough to pay the rent though
And I'm still ballin like a muthfucka
Duffle Bag stuffed full of cash not gym clothes

Do this for the people that I love
You just talk that street shit just because
If you ever see me in the club
I'm gone probably sneak in with the snub
You or me that's just how it goes
And I don't give a fuck n***a

And you should know better than to think i do
You ought to know better than to question that
If You got a issue with Mr. Trip
Get it off your chest like a breast implant
These hoes running round with ass shots
And still realer than most you n***as
But i vow never ever pay these hoes
Unless I'm payin hoes no attention
I'm back with my back up against the wall
Think that's when I'm most comfortable
F and 8 shot fast as lightning
I'll strike a n***a ass like a thunderbolt
And My shit sicker than a summer cold
Bangers part of ny under clothes
My chick straight from the dirty south
But she only order California rolls
I might OD on garlic butter
Can't forget I ball like the Harlem Rutger
Still don't own one rolex
But I got a Gshock in all the colors
Still lift weight like Steinin brothers
Got a knife sharper than a diamond cutter
And I'm single like Kraft cheese
Cuz a bitch bail the first sign of struggle

Me myself and I
Cuz I know we won't testify
And i don't run
I run up a check
Besides that I don't need no exercise
Press my button I might open fire
Press my button we might open fire
As you can see I don't mind beef
Just make it a double and extra fries
Godspeed

Do this for the people that I love
You just talk that street shit just because
If you ever see me in the club
I'm gone probably sneak in with the snub
You or me and that's just how it goes
And I don't give a fuck n***a