TH0T I TOLD U

Yea Yea Brand new dope all day I been wrapping up bales Thought I told you that I got some shit to tell 954 Was just a jit in Lauderdale Not to mention on my neck the Holy Grail Thought I showed you that I'm not gon fold or fail Like the old days this shit off the rail And when I'm smoking on that Za you can smell I don't give a damn Skeleton AP on my wrist a complicated hand I was just sipping on Triss I called the cotton candy man I don't even give no shits I keep the rod like handy man I gotta keep the plan I gotta pay attention when the opponent wanna play the hand Gotta live this shit can't miss one moment gotta be a man Gotta feeling that I'm chosen and I got to see an end Don't play around with me or you gon be on CNN (Yea) These Gucci B's up on my collar (Trippin at Gucci) I just need my cheese I just need my guala Im giving them something to see and they couldn't bear it like koala Cooking up like Dean Cooking up like Paula I'm getting a lil cranky with my bro in an Impala I don't want you to speak lil boy I need you to get your Guap up You ain't even got no cheese lil boy I need you to get your sauce up Look at what you cost us And the whip filled with chop chops Couple kids turned to a few bosses Yea Brand new dope all day I been wrapping up bales Thought I told you that I got some shit to tell 954 Was just a jit in Lauderdale Not to mention on my neck the Holy Grail Thought I showed you that I'm not gon fold or fail Like the old days this shit off the rail And when I'm smoking on that Za you can smell