[Chorus]
Smoke one for, every time that they fold on me
Fuck these niggas ’cause I know that they know nothin’
Bitches be hating, they betraying the ones they rode for
Fuck ’em all, ’cause I don’t owe nothin’
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Know I got you if you hold it down
Forever with ’em, know that’s my round
If they stand up, then it’s goin’ down
Know I’m chasin’ money, I ain’t sittin’ ’round
Ridin’ car, hundred-some ’rounds
Jeep in my garage watching my thoughts, no music on, I don’t hear a sound
Know my mother don’t think real highly of me
Probably why your bitch wanna fuck
Probably why yo nigga wanna touch me, but you know it’ll turn out ugly (Ooh)
Pointing out you with Jugg in a Maybach
Bitches mad at my engineer, hope it don’t go down
‘Cause know I know all the bitchеs on it
Face expression gеt you bust-up, better watch who you frown at
I ain’t in the mood, they know I’m fucked up, say I’m good but it turned bad (Bitch)
It turned spar, bust your head, send you to God
Eyes on just me and my bars, replaying chess, we dreamin’ hard
We dreamin’ hard, boss the money out there
Know it’s a beef for me, a beef for you my nigga
He like, “They beef with you, they beef with me my nigga”
Had to tell him it don’t get realer nigga
He facin’ forty somethin’ years, that’s my sister nigga, I’m with you nigga
[Chorus]
Smoke one for, every time that they fold on me
Fuck these niggas ’cause I know that they know nothin’
Bitches be hating, they betraying the ones they rode for
Fuck ’em all, ’cause I don’t owe nothin’
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Niggas takin’ from me, she just thinkin’ that I want some
Know she trippin’ bangers for a fake, no, I’m not on none
Sliding in that Maybach, know I’m plottin’ on some
Quarter million up, don’t give a fuck, they like I’m on some
You’re a boy, know I’m bustin’ something
Blitz it, know I’m rushing something
Pull up with my top-down, and my cutters, it ain’t even somethin’
Know these bullets hot as hell, this gon’ be a cold summer
I was ‘posed to marry her, I be thinkin’ that I’m wrong or some
Is it me or [?] nigga? We up like a [?] nigga
These pussies know I sip niggas, they ain’t made it out, but rich nigga
Tell these niggas “Hold up, watch me burn six figures”
Like bro you know you’re fuckin’ with me and my clique bigger
[Chorus]
Smoke one for, every time that they fold on me
Fuck these niggas ’cause I know that they know nothin’
Bitches be hating, they betraying the ones they rode for
Fuck ’em all, ’cause I don’t owe nothin’
Yeah
[Refrain]
They like “Top we don’t wanna see you no more”
They like “Top we wanna see you more”
They like “Top we don’t wanna see you no more”
They like “Top we wanna see you more”
They like “Top we don’t wanna see you no more”
[Verse 3]
Tryna make sure that I win
There is plenty ways to make it
I really feel these niggas is faking
They gotta kill me if they wanna play me
Niggas wanna take my place, I’m to trill, you ain’t too real
Real grave digger, I’m NBA, Northside, better [?] for the Wraith
Know for fake nigga