See all of this shit blaming me?

Nicht me me!

Yeah, yeah Realman.

Hey, come to the muddy, my hock of the rain, for the pain then I made a change, I'm going

saying for the game, I'm gonna treat the floor like a tank, now the ex homies turn strange,

but I don't see me cause in a band, you know, dog shit, make a bend through this shit,

turn it, make it so the range, make all the lies about that shit, that shit had me in the maze,

I'm typing, you tell the bitch about the flame and sauce, I'm giving a taste, now the

bacon's so the make a bubble, it's gon' rise like a bacon and cake, heads it's like the

beast for the deep red crust of face, I'm puttin' in the place, you know the butter friend

and closer to the presser, then Fetty going up every day, oh I'm so sorry, babe, you can't

expect the price to be the same, I've got a main win for the extras, you scrubbing

my pot, y'all scrubbing up me, I need you to check game and game, so they love my hustle

as much as my plate, know I take king when I'm really gonna stop what I asked for

but I love out of game, gotta hit you plug, always tryna give me the world like

some I say, these 35 grams on a train, my grandma think the money go away, I swear it's

here to stay, I wear my disadvantages to play, presser to Fetty going up, the presser to

Fetty going up, the presser to Fetty going up, the presser to Fetty going up, the presser

to Fetty going up, the presser to Fetty going up, the presser to Fetty going up, the presser

to Fetty going up, the presser to Fetty is raising things, keep calling, be patient, it's

wrapped in overseas, I just gotta call for Malaysia, you know Fetty with my own phones,

you say something crazy, see it later, can you pay the plug, nigga I said the alligators,

gotta sit tight, keep going, gotta sit the bitch, keep calling, nigga excuse me, you know

the shoes won't show up, gotta keep the shit under the covers, like your mama wants you

home, gotta treat the game like I got my home, I don't care, it's keeps going, gotta keep

faith in God, I still keep faith in the gun, cuz pussy niggas don't know about the

back door, and then stay locked, I told my one I was young, I don't need your money for

a crutch, I got a sped up, I got that shit, get the money for me for the locks,

hey, do presser to Fetty going up, hey, the presser to Fetty going up, hey, the presser

to Fetty going up, hey, the presser to Fetty going up, hey, the presser to Fetty going up,

hey, The presser to Fetty going up, hey, the presser to Fetty going up, aee,

The presser to Fetty going up, the presser to Fetty is raising things, keep calling,

I just gotta call for Malaysian

You know they were known for

Don't you say something crazy

See ya later

He ain't paid a plug

And he got fed to alligators