2024 VISION

Really
Ion need no rapper friends
I got trapper friends
Yo baby a accident
I might snap again
Lucky I smoke hella' weed
I sit back and grin
Bout' to hit your mans
Tell him come and get his bitch huh
Ya'll do too much questionin' actin' like the feds
Ghost a bitch for days prolly' thinkin' that i'm dead
I got 2024 vision in my head
You tryna open doors for bitches - and still on read
Heard you wanna fuck my rapper friend
Make him rap again
Funny how you met him off of me ain't no accident
Crazy how you think your jealous games really work on me
Thank you for all of the pain all this hate don't hurt to me
I got tens, hella' lady friends, pluggin' out they rent
Take a bitch, any one I want, give her famous dick
I got hits, I got hits on hits, damn I feel like Chris
I might piss, on your favorite bitch, go give her a kiss uh
Ya'll still ain't do shit
We out here livin' we don't fuck with slittin' wrists
Prayin' for these children hopin' they don't take it in
I'd give a million just to shut your fuckin' lid
You ain't seen the trap huh
I done seen it all
Plug would always tell me that the high come with a fall
I was busy bailin' you was sittin' by your mom
Don't know what you smoking but I bet it's hella strong
Thinkin' you a bad bitch huh
I don't need no rapper friends
I got trapper friends
Yo baby an accident
I might snap again
Lucky I smoke hella weed
I sit back and grin
Bout' to hit your man
Tell him come and get his bitch huh
Ya'll do too much questionin' actin' like the feds
Ghost a bitch for days prolly' thinkin' that i'm dead
I got 2024 vision in my head
You tryna open doors for bitches - and still on read
Yeah
Xzay call me his trapper friend
And his rapper friend (yeah)
Got these lame niggas mad
We ain't in a synonym
I'm the man around my city
Bitch i'm really setting trends
And the songs be loud as hell
Soon as I pull up in this benz
I just pulled up in all white
I'm chiefin' a forest i'm loud as a kite
300 bands and I roam on the mic
And i'm like 50 I might do it right
Like look at the ice
Reach for my chain and you rollin' the dice
Play with the money get knocked out like Tyson
Bout' to be the end of your life yeah
All this competition I ain't really feelin' challenged
You don't really got it you still tryna sell them salads
All my friends is bad, getting cash, got talent
220 on my dash, where you at, come get active
Lil shawty know she bad, I just might have to let her have it
Told her you ain't tryna slide, you ain't really bout' that action
They talking on the internet but i'ma catch em' lackin'
Bussin' out the backwood all this xotic' I be packin'
(come and get his bitch back)
I don't need no rapper friends, I got trapper friends
Yo baby a accident
I might snap again
Lucky I smoke hella' weed
I sit back and grin
Bout' to hit your mans
Tell him come and get his bitch huh (back)
Ya'll do too much questionin' actin' like the feds
Ghost a bitch for days prolly' thinkin' that i'm dead
I got 2024 vision in my head
You tryna open doors for bitches - and still on read