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1900rugrat - Intro Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah-uh-uh

[Verse]
He been dissin' me for clout, his career still ain't come back yet (Come back yet)
Seventy five M's on one tape, bitch where my plaque at? (Where my plaque at?)
I don't like to diss often, I don't make no rap threats (I don't make no rap threats)
I'd rather show them good and well before I act bad
.45 in my book bag, that was back in math class
Used to cheat on all the pretty girls cause I was bad at math
Used to cheat on all the pretty girls cause one had did me bad
I'm the hood Biеber, servin' baby like somеbody dad
I call lil bro tell him make sure I ain't on speakerphone (Hello?)
Nowadays they only call my cell when they need a loan (What you need cuh?)
Missing calls from three I'm on the PJ, tryna tell him speed home
Walk by shootin' schools up and that's what put my people on
It's crazy, ain't it? I look good with paper, ain't it?
On that stage feel like the whole world in my favor, ain't it? (Uh)
I beat the odds, no one around here made it
They supposed to hate, 19 keep that 19 on em'
Make your dumb ass face the pavement (Yep)
Blood snitched on his own cousin, that right there a family statement
Jake all in my phone, going troll, talm bout why he grazin'
Don't ask me why I wet 'em up, this dirty Glock ain't never bathing (Bow bow)
Keep a cane near but I ain't never been a raisin
Ain't let the fame change me, I don't even be actin' famous
7-6-2 pop out of the micro drac' and leave ya brain lit (Bow bow)
Your brother died, he ain't even do nothin' but cry, we ain't on the same shit
We ain't on the same time, 2 watches on, them bitches don't even got the same time
30 shots up in this four-five, the Glock got hangtime
You can see this bitch just poke out and they still don't pat me down
Your bitch can lie all she want and that hoe still gettin' passed around
And we ain't sparing nothin', catch lil' bro, he gettin' smacked around