Nate Sess

It ain't about who did it first, let's talk about who did it better Told my brody if we shine together, we gon' shine forever You know I got your lo, so we gon' post it like a center Told my twin we need to chill, we might not drill him til December And You know that I talk cash, cause I'm too young to get in Rentals Ain't got no credit for no finance Fly to Thailand, pop a perky, do a high dance We just ran it up, just off some pieces and some prices I ain't lying, I think this bitch my timing Hell nah, she ain't the one predicting shit just like the Mayans Pull up, ain't no fighting, shooting bullets like they dices And you catching up just like you on some Jerry Rice shit You niggas don't smoke, so why the f*ck is you still typing, nigga Check his paperwork Before I even scale that shit up, I need my paper first Ain't no way your main bitch think she bougie with a Macy's purse Before I eat your pussy, lick my fingers, you gotta taste it first Remember mama thinking it was weed, but I was taking perks Shout out to my big siblings, you the ones who raised me first You the bitchest nigga I ever seen, and I could really merch I'm a piece to sells up either way, someone gon' get the merch, okay Yeah, I'm about to f*ck his face up I'm a fat boy, but to the money, that's a race one Tell my brody, pop out to his block, at least erase one If I like your vibe, then I might just buy your lace front When you pop out with your shorties, then they gotta let the gang f*ck All the bros some winners, you can't tell who is the main one You started acting different, I ain't feel it, made me change up Yeah, niggas really made me change up, okay Yeah, swiping niggas, stain up My blicky light like clouds, but these bullets hit like raindrops If she in the Ville, ain't no way the brodies can't f*ck Texting off of spam, I ain't beefing with no Jake bruh If he wants to smoke, then I'ma give his ass a lace blunt BGYG really came up, this ain't the same us Aye man, this ain't the same motherfucking BG YG from 2017, 2020, you know what I'm saying I don't know nothing about that shit, man This bro ain't in no way shit with it now, man I ain't gonna lie to you, shawty This always be bro shit, though I'm out, you know what I'm saying Zero shit, yeah, young ass, yeah I don't bang, I'm just affiliated If a nigga play, I turn his ass into a mental patient How I hate these niggas must've thought I was a fucking racist I be with the bros and we gon' pull up like the fucking Navy Poppin' seals, I'll pop a pill Nine times out of ten, I'm with Lil' Will Nine times out of ten, I'ma keep a steel I don't think these niggas feel me, I'ma make them feel If he beefing with the bros, you'll probably never see him