Yall sure talk a lot
But we know yall gone fold
And ion even need a Glock
If I'm tryn put you on some clothes
Never tryna hit the top
I'd rather get a bit of gold
And give that shit to the squad
So they know we taking over
Coming for my spot
No debate I want the guap
I don't care about no hoes
I'd rather get rid of my woes
I wanna face these bags of pots
Until it cure my mental rot
I wanna place to call my home
And watch my numbers steady grow
Is we bros maybe no
There's some shit I need to know
Is you loyal to the Royals
Cause if not you need to go
I'll leave your ass with broken bones
That's a nod to Ouijja flow
Three peat these beats
Spit heat get fees
Yall sure talk a lot
But we know yall gone fold
And ion even need a Glock
If I'm tryn put you on some clothes
Never tryna hit the top
I'd rather get a bit of gold
And give that shit to the squad
So they know we taking over