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I’ma kill shit the whole summer

Your new bitch got my old number

Broke niggas wanna hold something

Broke niggas never own nun'

Gold diggers smell them hoes coming

Repping Jersey like I’m Joe Budden

Police never told nothing

Smoking dope up while I roll up

Camouflage, I do no stunting

Sabotage ‘cause the hoes wanna

Living lavish, life is rose colored

Look how I’m living now

Look how I came up

Look they said that the money would change us

Look we hated cause niggas just ain’t us

We all live and dangerous

My shooters hang out of the Range trucks

So much money I might need a Brink truck

Count up more while you niggas take pay cuts

Count up more while you niggas just scrape up

Get your weight up

Fuck you niggas thought, I gave up?

Fuck you niggas thought, I gave fucks?

Bobby Shmurda with the bars

Like a nigga caught a charge

Old bitches hit my phone now

Cause they see me really ‘bout to get into it

See me balling on the court now

So they really tryna be the movement

I been a beast since like seven eleven

I bought the heaven that I’d be a legend

They was in sheets, yeah they slept in, no resting

For me to OD, like was checking checklists

Now I’ma kill shit the whole summer

New bitch got my old number

Broke niggas wanna hold something

Broke niggas never own nun'

Gold diggers smell them hoes coming

Repping Jersey like I’m Joe Budden

Police never told nothing

Hold up, hold up, hold up

I’ma kill shit the whole summer

Your new bitch got my old number

Broke niggas wanna hold something

Broke niggas never own nun'

Gold diggers smell them hoes coming

Repping Jersey like I’m Joe Budden

Police never told nothing

Smoking dope up while I roll up

Rolling up another, pass it to my brother

Swear we never sober, we be drinkin', totin'

He said you wavy, just lately you on shit

Like you got the juice, you got the potion

Y’all niggas need me like my path was chosen

Celebrate this shit now every time we toastin'

I receive the vision like I’m Randy, open for the pass

See that’s why these niggas mad

I’ma kill shit the whole summer

New bitch got my old number

Broke niggas wanna hold something

Broke niggas never own nun'

Gold diggers smell them hoes coming

Repping Jersey like I’m Joe Budden

Police never told nothing

Hold up, hold up, hold up

I’ma kill shit the whole summer

Your new bitch got my old number

Broke niggas wanna hold something

Broke niggas never own nun'

Gold diggers smell them hoes coming

Repping Jersey like I’m Joe Budden

Police never told nothing

Smoking dope up while I roll up

If fresh don’t trust you, I’m gon' shoot you (yeah yeah)

If fresh don’t trust you, think I’m Future (yeah yeah)

The forty don’t trust you, I’m gon shoot you (bang bang, yeah)

Pass the weed, pour my left hand side

All you fuckers get your hands high

Never answer off the landline

Sitting on a fucking landmine

Old girl want to spend time

Ho you ain’t never spent time

Lord knows I got to get mine

Niggas owe me like it’s rent time

Niggas owe me like it’s rent time

Yeah, living rose colored

If fresh don’t trust you, I’m gon' shoot you (yeah yeah)

If fresh don’t trust you, think I’m Future (yeah yeah)

I’ma kill shit the whole summer

Your new bitch got my old number

Broke niggas wanna hold something

Broke niggas never own nun'

Gold diggers smell them hoes coming

Repping Jersey like I’m Joe Budden

Police never told nothing

Smoking dope up while I roll up