Nike Tech

Same day I crashed the range, I went and grabbed a Vette Crazy how I stacked 100K and still wear Nike tech Im mr. step out with plain janes... you niggas don't invest Me and Dom been talking on the phone, we finna cop a jet But we ain't cop it yet Made 50,000 off a BNB and you still in debt I'm talking 50,000 all profit, niggas think I'm talking net Free bands everywhere, stamp that shit on my neck Man, I ran it up cause I ain't have a option I was getting money, you was in the club diddy bopping I took your bitch and went rounds but we wasn't boxing In the stu, record myself , shit speaker knockin Tsss... You niggas weak as hell, couldn't even keep up with me if I tripped and fell 12 locked me in a box but I couldn't tell I ain't tripping on that shit cause I'm posting bail Man, stop texting all my bitches, they always tell Please stop texting all my bitches, I never fail Damn, I mean never lose They was trying to kick me out of school, I ain't follow rules Mom was trying to kick me out the crib, so I grabbed a tool Niggas seen I came up off a trap and you can do it too Niggas seen I'm getting paid to rap and you can do it too A dyke says she gon' f*ck my bitch, nigga who is you And now you gotta deal with niggas who get paid to shoot I'm ten steps ahead, not the same age as you I signed a deal, now I'ma show you what a major do If he tryna fight, I'll put that shit on paper And I be higher than a kite, but I still show you where the laser And how he say he tryna fight, but now he looking like a bagel dude I don't, I don't put no fetty in these pills, you niggas made it cool I been trapping different type of dog and you should get it tuned Same day I crashed the range, I went and grabbed a vest Crazy how I stacked 100K and still wear Nike tech Im mr. step out with plain Janes, you niggas don't invest Me and Dom been talking on the phone, we finna cop a jet But we ain't cop it yet... Made 50,000 off of BNB and you still in debt I'm talkin 50,000 all profit, niggas think I'm talking net Free bands everywhere, stamp that shit on my neck