D1B Coming

Hear them bells ringing Drums thumping mean d1b coming See ops we thumpin About my bag any less I ain't coming I'm sprinting I'm running On these tracks 12 bars by the dozen Might drop an ep Then cop some diamonds talkin vvs Shining like riri no umbrella See growin up ima cold fella Heating beats up but the stove better Keep heat tucked that's a beretta In the puff jacket Brodie know ima plug magnet See a bag then I'm gon grab it Ain't no second guessing on my brethren I got these niggas takin notes like a lesson Stop pretending Like I ain't rippin all these beats From 11 to the 7 I'm takin day and night Drop them guns see who stay to fight Said you real but you playin right I can't trust shit Bust clip If niggas comin up wit assumptions F*ck it Might drop 30 round up out a bucket Crammed I never gave not 2 fucks or not one damn To hear me speak need atleast Bout ten bandz You ain't got jack shit then stack Then come tap in with me But shit by then I upped the price Need atleast ten-fifty A business man play wit my bread It get real shifty Crack em in legs n now he limping They sayin who did em Aj slidin ina civic Umo whippin in the mopar Move ina pivot wit my niggas On mamas we go hard You say it's up then shit it's stuck Don't be playin the bro card Choppa gon Bogarde up out my pocket Then it's lights out Don't need no white out Can't make mistakes I keep an eye out I stay on ten ten With a fat Rolex sum like Ben 10 Hitting like bam bam Knockin out rappers like I'm sandman Man f*ck your gram grams Brother got the best cookies out Put em out the whip we was boxin He rolled the window Down He ain't been around that much smoke So doggie put em down Damn so doggie put em down He ain't been around that much smoke So doggie Nigga run up n get put down He was bout it bout it but he shook now Read it off his face he a book now Eye contact don't look down Mixing up the beat ima cook now East side nigga on sum bay shit Chillin kicked back lu Kang shit Love to hear the skirt wen I swang shit All of my brothers is comin different So f*ck yo opinion no pretending Back in school I would skip detention To f*ck by the benches Money's my fetish need my cheese Gotta stack it wit lettuce Gve a f*ck who said it nigga I'm the best rapper alive Bout my grind n my hustle You can see it in my eyes Ain't disguised Im a real nigga no need for lies Stacking up hunneds to the sky Real grind always gon thrive Remember back then I was broke Now I see my dreams come to live Hear them bells ringing Drums thumping mean d1b coming See ops we thumpin About my bag any less I ain't coming I'm sprinting I'm running On these tracks 12 bars by the dozen Might drop an ep Then cop some diamonds talkin vvs