$AFE.

[Intro]
(S-X-M, why you like this?)
Yeah
Ayy
Uh

[Chorus]
Please don't you make that mistake bruh
Play it safe bruh
Stay in your lane bruh
Please don't you make that mistake bruh
Play with my paper, and you get ate up, uh

[Post-Chorus]
(Yeah, huh, yeah)
Lit lit like Bic (Huh)
I might hit my lick (Huh)
Then I hit your bitch (Huh huh, yeah huh, yeah)
I don't get my split (Huh)
Then I don't leave my crib (Huh)
No we don't take no flicks, nah (Yeah)

[Verse]
Big spliff when I'm lighting up
I was gonna hit your bitch but she wasn't fine enough
Never hesitated once when it come to the bag
Show me wherе the money, know a nigga signing up
I was bottom of the barrеl, now a nigga climbing up
Climbing up yeah, climbing up yeah
I started up with the niggas
Now I'm at the top with my dawgs
Built this shit up from the floor
Seen it all before
Nigga you can't lie to us, yeah
Water on me like a river
I know they riding my wave
They hopping aboard, it's mediocre they applaud
Niggas need to tighten up, yeah
They used to close the doors
But me and my niggas we breakin' and enterin'
Fuck it, we take what we want
That's including your spot and your spouse
Seen a lil' bit of cheese turn a solid nigga into a mouse
Don't even know what like half of this shit is about
Niggas act up for the clout, yeah, yeah
They cannot link with us, I leave 'em all in the dust
You boys a façade, your story a bust
See you ain't the nigga that you said you was, huh
I know some goons in the dirty, they ride with the stick like they play Metal Slug
Supplyin' the bounce I'm the plug, huh (Plug, huh)

[Chorus]
Please don't you make that mistake bruh
Play it safe bruh
Stay in your lane bruh
Please don't you make that mistake bruh
Play with my paper, and you get ate up

[Post-Chorus]
(Yeah, huh, yeah)
Lit lit like Bic (Huh)
I might hit my lick (Huh)
Then I hit your bitch (Huh huh, yeah huh, yeah)
I don't get my split (Huh)
Then I don't leave my crib (Huh)
No we don't take no flicks, nah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Please don't you make that mistake bruh
Play it safe bruh
Stay in your lane bruh
Please don't you make that mistake bruh
Play with my paper, and you get ate up

[Post-Chorus]
(Yeah, huh, yeah)
Lit lit like Bic (Huh)
I might hit my lick (Huh)
Then I hit your bitch (Huh huh, yeah huh, yeah)
I don't get my split (Huh)
Then I don't leave my crib (Huh)
No we don't take no flicks, nah (Bruh)